The following story takes place immediately after "Hazy Night With Taylor Swift Ch. 04"
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After I dropped Ashley off at the studio, I quickly turned around and headed home. She had given me Taylor's number and told me that she wanted to talk to me. It had been three months since I last had any contact with her, when we, along with Carrie, had sex backstage at the concert. I knew she had my number and was concerned as to why she hadn't contacted me. Luckily, Ashley gave me the link to her that I needed and I wasn't going to waste any time.
Luckily, I was able to avoid traffic and make it home in a timely manner. My mind was set on one thing and one thing only as I walked inside my house and dialed the number.
"Hello?" The familiar voice on the other end said.
"Hello, Taylor?"
"Dan!" She sounded clearly excited. "I guess you finally got my number from Ashley. I was hoping you would call soon."
"Yeah, Ashley and I definitely got to know each other in the time she was here." I told her. "I was kind of surprised that she had my number. I hadn't heard from you in a while and I wondered if you had lost it."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I guess I should have talked to over the last few months but I just haven't had any time. I swear that I'll try to make time to call you in the future." She explained, sounding a bit guilty.
"Don't worry Taylor, I'll take Ashley as an apology gift." We both laughed at the comment.
"Well then, I guess you will be seeing several "apologies" pretty soon." I was confused by this statement.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, you don't think that Ashley was the ONLY person I gave your number to do you? I've probably given your number to about twenty or thirty girls I've seen and who knows what Carrie has done with it. You would be surprised how many girls in the entertainment business like to smoke up."
So many thoughts ran through my head, wondering who may have my number and how many of them I might actually meet.
"Anyone specific?" I asked, hoping she would give me a few names.
"Now now Dan, that would ruin the surprise. I've got to go do an interview, so we'll talk later. Bye Dan."
"Bye Taylor."
We both hung up and I placed the phone on the table. Literally three seconds later, my ringtone went off and I picked the phone back up.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Um...hi is this...Dan...Wilson?" The woman's voice asked nervously.
"Yes, this is Dan Wilson. Who is this?"
"I'm...I'm Ariana Grande, I got this number from a friend." I knew instantly who this "friend" was.
"Is that "friend" named Taylor or Carrie?" I played with her.
"Yes, the friend is Taylor. She told me if I wanted to have some fun when I was in Seattle to call you. Is this true?" She asked, still sounding a bit nervous.
"This is true but just to clarify, what exactly did Taylor tell you would happen?" I asked her.
"She told me that we would get high and have some "fun". I've never really gotten that high before, the one time I smoked I got a little lightheaded but nothing too big. She wouldn't tell me what the "fun" was and I don't know what she meant." She explained.
"Well Ariana, the "fun" is actually sex. We don't have to have sex if you don't want to though, we could just hang out." I told her, hoping that it wouldn't scare her off.
"Well, I can't promise you that I will go all the way but we could still have a little fun." I could feel my cock begin to stiffen.
"That works for me Ariana. So, when are you going to be up here?"
"I'm already in the city at the Best Western Pioneer Square; can you come pick me up?"
I began to sweat as I realized that this was going to happen a lot sooner than I thought. "Sure, I'm about 45 minutes out so it'll be an hour. I'll call you when I get there, okay?"
"I'll be waiting by the phone!" She cheerfully said before hanging up.
Unlike with Ashley, I didn't need to google her to know what she looks like. I've watched her Nickelodeon show "Victorious" several times when I was high and always had a bit of a crush on her, even though she was only 17. I did know that she recently had a birthday and was now of legal age, making me feel like less of a creep for lusting over her. Now my dreams will come true as I will be able to get her high and possibly get in her pants.
I figured it would be better to get her high at the house instead of the car, a much calmer situation for an essential first-timer, so I only grabbed my phone and keys before heading back to the car. It was mid-afternoon, so the traffic that I was able to avoid after dropping Ashley off was unavoidable this time. The hour I thought it would take ended up being nearly two hours. I had to call Ariana and tell her that I would be a little late. She seemed a bit disappointed but understood and couldn't wait to meet me.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon when I pulled up in front of the hotel. I texted her that I was here and three minutes later, the beautiful young girl walked through the doors holding a suitcase. She was wearing a loose-fitting black t-shirt and a short denim min-skirt that barely covered her underwear, with her long red hair tied up in a ponytail. She opened the back door of the car and threw the suitcase in before getting in the passenger seat.
"Hi." She said shyly while moving her hair behind her ear. "I hope you don't mind the suitcase, my flight is the morning after tomorrow and I don't want to stay in this dirty hotel anymore. Can I stay with you?"
"Of course Ariana, that's not a problem." She smiled as we pulled away and headed back to my house.
"Do you mind if we stop at a McDonald's or something? I haven't eaten anything since I left the radio station around noon. I'll pay for myself."
