My Daughters Teacher (KAYLOR) girlxgirl

Chapter Eleven

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After the full day of school, the bell rings and parents come in to pick up their children. Taylor's mother is supposed to be picking up this afternoon and I am unbelievably nervous. I don't know if she knows about me and Taylor, and even if she doesn't this is going to be her first impression of me. As parents are exiting and others are coming in, I finally spot an unfamiliar, blonde older woman, and Dylan runs to her excitedly.

"Grandma! You're here!" Dylan hugs her and has a huge smile on her face. This warms my heart. I make my way over to the two blondes.

"Hi I'm Karlie Kloss, Dylan's teacher, you must be Taylor's mother?" I introduce myself, holding my hand out for her to shake, which she does.

"Yes, that's me," she laughs with a smile, "I've heard a lot about you, Karlie," she states.

"All good things, I hope," I smile to her, completely unsure how much she knows.

"Dylan, loves you and talks about you nonstop, Taylor does too might I add," she starts.

"Oh that's great! I really like having them here," I say, still unsure.

"Taylor really likes you, you know, and you are even prettier than she described," the woman smiles at me, seeming genuine, so wait, does this mean she knows? If Taylor talks about me to her?

"So wait, do you-" I say before she cuts me off.

"Yes sweetie, I know. Tay can't keep her mouth shut to save her life. Though she's been upset lately, that's why I decided to come visit and take Dyl off her hands. Could you check up on her for me? She hasn't been acting herself," She seems genuinely worried about her daughter, and I feel relieved that Taylor hasn't only been acting this way towards me. It seems as if she's shutting everyone out.

"I do plan on taking her out tonight, we haven't been communicating well lately, and I think she needs some comfort, I promise I'll take good care of her for you, Mrs. Swift," I say with a smile.

"Thank you, Karlie, and please, call me Andrea. I look forward to talking with you again," She says before walking out with Dylan. I decide to head home and begin planning my night with Taylor.

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It's 6:05PM when my phone rings. I pick it up and look at the caller ID to see Taylor's contact name. For some reason I freeze. I know it's almost on it's last ring before I answer it, though I am still hesitant.

"H-hello?" I say quietly, looking down at my feet.

"Hey, it's me," I hear Taylor's voice.

"I know," I giggle softly.

"Are you busy?" I hear her ask.

"No, why?" I reply.

"Come pick me up," she says. She sounds upset anxious

"Are you sure? I was planning to anyway, but are you sure you want to?" I say, putting her feelings before mine

"I'll be outside, I can't wait a second longer," and with that, she ends the call. I'm so confused. Does she think I am going to tell her I don't want her anymore? She sounded so upset and worried. I find myself throwing my shoes on, grabbing my wallet and keys, then hopping into my car.

The entire drive my thoughts are racing, I hope she's not thinking those things. I love her, and she needs to know that. I always told her how much I want her, and I think she is doubting it.

I pull into her driveway, and there she is, outside, looking beautiful as ever. I unlock my doors, and she hops in the passenger seat, then buckles up.

"What's the matter Tay?" I look to her, and I can tell she's been crying. Her eyes are red and puffy, cheeks tear-stained.