My Daughters Teacher (KAYLOR) girlxgirl

Chapter Twelve

A/N the chapter y'all been DYING for is finally here

Taylor's POV

"Tay, babe, wake up," I hear Karlie's voice whispering in my ear, rubbing her fingers across my bare arm.

"Hmmm?" I mumble, not opening my eyes.

"Someone's buzzing your intercom, I think it's Tree," I hear her say, and I sit up immediately, throwing on the clothes nearest to me.

"Closet!" I shout to her, running down the stairs to get to the door. I open it, revealing the one and only Tree.

"Tree, what are you doing here?" I question her, annoyance in my tone.

"I've called a hundred times and you won't answer," she says, letting herself in.

"What do you need?" I ask, still frustrated.

"People want keep questioning who all your new songs are about," she states, sitting down on my couch.

"So? What's new?" I roll my eyes, not caring.

"Thank you for staying away from Karlie, by the way," she starts, "but I think we might need to keep you guys a part a little longer," she says, seemingly sorry.

"No," I say nonchalantly, shrugging.

"Taylor, do you really want her name in the media? Do you really want to go through them finding out you're gay? Do you want to get her fired from her job?" Tree tries to tell me, thinking logically.

"Tree, I just want to be fucking happy, okay? I've spent all this time thinking I could never have that love I've always longed for, and I think I finally found it with her," I start to get emotional, "Why can't we just express that we are best friends? Why do you think they're going to assume we are together?" I question, "there's no rumors of Selena and I being together, why can't they see it as that?" I start tearing up.

"Because your new album Taylor, people question everything," she tries to rub my back, helping me cope with the situation, "I know it's hard, and that you want to be with her, but this is the only way to be with her without her name becoming public," Tree says, feeling horrible about the situation.

"I'm going to see her Tree, people will always make rumors, I don't care. We will just try to hide her face in public, okay?" I say sternly. I really am falling for Karlie, and I don't want to stop seeing her, but I also don't want to ruin her life. I seriously need to sit down and talk with her about this.

"Well, just think about it Tay, maybe give her a call and you guys can talk about it, and make sure she knows that there is always the possibility of this getting out, you're the celebrity that has the most paparazzi after them," she stands up now, heading out, "I'm sorry Taylor," she says before walking out of the door and shutting it behind her.

I hear Karlie coming down the stairs, and I know she probably heard most of it, and I'm left sitting on the couch with my head in my hands. I feel her sit down next to me, placing her arm around me.

"How much of that did you hear?" I ask, not lifting my head to look at her, but leaning into her body.

"Pretty much all of it," she admits, "but Taylor, I don't care. I want this. I want you. So, what if my name gets out?" She says, rhetorically,

"Kar," I look at her now, "you can lose your job, you will have paps following you, your life would be ruined, it wouldn't be normal anymore," I explain, telling her exactly what will happen, looking at her seriously, trying to convey how bad this could turn out for her.

"Baby," she places her hands on my cheeks, "I. Don't. Care," she says, her tone completely serious, "as long as I have you, there's nothing else I will ever care about," she begins, "I don't care if the world knows my name, I don't care if paparazzi start following me, I don't care, you are worth it, okay?" she says, kissing my lips once she is finished with her speech, and I actually begin to feel a little better. We pull apart, and I climb on her lap, just hugging her. I really hope she will always feel this way.