this is me trying: taylor swift + joe alwyn

five

December 18th, 2022

The next day, I woke up feeling sick to the bottom of my stomach. I turned to face Joe who was still fast asleep, then tapped my phone to find out it was only 5am.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes in attempt to go back to sleep, but the nauseous feeling in my stomach worsened, until I ran to the bathroom and threw up.

Part of me couldn't help but be happy, because I knew I had just thrown up my dinner from last night. But the other part of me felt so sick that it was difficult to be happy about this.

I sat on the cold bathroom tiles and leaned against the wall, taking slow deep breaths.

"Love are you okay? Are you sick?" Joe asked as he stumbled to the bathroom door, clearly still half asleep.

"Joe... honey go back to bed. It's so early..."

Joe completely ignored me sat down on the floor next to me.

"Baby please just go back to sleep, I'll be fine." I said quietly.

"Don't be ridiculous. What's wrong?"

I shrugged and leaned my head onto Joe's shoulder.

"Taylor... did you make yourself throw up?" Joe asked as he started to run his fingers through my hair.

"What? No I promise I didn't-

"Taylor it's okay you can tell me the truth"

"Im being totally honest. I just felt really sick. I think it's the baby."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I promise."

Joe nodded and kissed the top of my head.

"Well are you feeling better now?"

I nodded slightly, I still felt a little nauseous, but a lot better then before.

"Well why don't I make us both breakfast since we're both up?" Joe asked as he smiled down at me.

"Um... yeah... sure..." I said quietly. I know he's being nice. He's doing this because he knows if he doesn't make me something I won't eat.

Joe stood up and reached out his hand to pull me up.

"What do you want?" He asked, throwing on a pair of grey sweatpants. He looked incredibly hot wearing this. Grey sweatpants. The band of his boxers showing out the top. No shirt. It's like he was trying to seduce me at 5am.

"Would you stop staring at me and tell me what you want for breakfast" Joe laughed as he came over and kissed my forehead.

"It's just so hard when you look like that..." My eyes gazed his body, there's no words I could use to describe how attracted I was to this man.

"Sweetheart I love you but I know you're just avoiding my question." Joe said as he grabbed hold of both my hands. Why did he have to know me so well.

"I'm sorry... I just- I can't eat breakfast. It's too hard... I could try but I really don't see it going well."

"Well there's no harm in trying is there?" Joe said as he smiled at me.

I forced a slight smile back to him, but I could feel my heart starting to race.

"Hey, it's okay. I can see the panic in your eyes, but you don't need to be stressed, food isn't going to hurt you. It's going to give you the strength you need to grow our beautiful baby."

"Yeah.. I know..."

"What are you thinking right now love?"

"Well... right now I'm wondering if this baby is gonna be making me sick every morning."