You Are In Love ~ Taylor Swift

Nine

The annoying brunette that won't leave me alone: Taylorrrrrrrrr

Taylor: Yes?

The annoying brunette that won't leave me alone: Come over?

Taylor: Okay, I'm on my way

Taylor arrived at the stylish apartment building, its grandeur and luxuriousness never failing to impress her. It had become a familiar sight over the past two months, a place where she spent countless hours with Alexia. They spent New years watching movies with every snack they could imagine. Almost every day, they would alternate between each other's houses, sharing laughter and creating memories. Their mornings were particularly special, as they took leisurely walks in Centennial Park, watching the sunrise paint the sky with vibrant colors. It had become their tradition.

Although they hadn't explicitly discussed labels or put a name to their relationship, Taylor and Alexia shared many intimate moments filled with affection. They indulged in couple-like activities such as tender kisses, handholding, and cuddles. However, they hadn't ventured beyond the realm of making out, both still navigating their way through their personal journeys of self-discovery. Both Taylor and Alexia were still not comfortable being completely open about their identities, leading them to believe that perhaps it was best to not label their connection. Yet, deep in her heart, Taylor couldn't deny the depth of her feelings for Alexia. She had fallen hard, and regardless of the circumstances, she wanted Alexia to be exclusively hers.

As Taylor stepped into the building, her security team stationed downstairs on the main level, providing her with a much-needed sense of privacy and peace of mind. Stepping into the elevator, she effortlessly navigated her way to Alexia's apartment, the path etched into her memory like an intricate map. Just as she was about to knock on the imposing double doors, they swung open before her. Without a moment's notice, Taylor was pulled into the apartment with a forceful yet exhilarating energy. Inside, Alexia cornered her against the wall, enveloping her in a sweet yet passionate kiss. The kiss lingered for an extra beat, an unspoken declaration of their longing and desire for each other.

Breathing heavily, Alexia finally pulled away from Taylor's lips, her eyes filled with an unmistakable longing. "I've missed you so much," she whispered, her voice laced with adoration.

Taylor chuckled softly, teasingly reminding Alexia, "Lexi, you saw me this morning." As she spoke, she couldn't help but admire the stunning girl before her. Alexia was dressed in her usual impeccable style, wearing a pair of sleek black leather pants that accentuated her curves, paired with a skintight coral blouse that perfectly complemented her complexion. It was a visual representation of Alexia's confidence and effortless allure, leaving Taylor in awe of her beauty and grace.

"Doesn't matter," Alexia responded nonchalantly, casually shrugging off Taylor's coat and hanging it on the elegantly crafted coat rack. Taking Taylor's hand in her own, she guided her towards the kitchen with a gentle yet firm touch.

As they entered the kitchen, Taylor couldn't help but notice an air of anticipation, something different lingering in the atmosphere. The room was adorned with flickering candlelight, casting a warm and inviting glow. A vase filled with Taylor's favorite flowers, a bouquet of vibrant roses, stood proudly on the countertop. And there, placed neatly on the table, were two plates brimming with... "Chicken tenders!" Taylor exclaimed joyfully, her excitement rivaling that of a child on Christmas morning. Without hesitation, she dashed towards the table, eager to indulge in the crispy, indulgent treat that never failed to bring her delight. Taking a mouthwatering bite, a look of pure bliss washed over Taylor's face, savoring the familiar taste that brought back so many fond memories. 

Alexia chuckled affectionately, unable to contain her amusement at Taylor's excitement. She joined her at the table, sitting beside her and taking a bite of the delicious food she had grown to love, simply because it was Taylor's favorite. Reflecting on the last few months, Taylor couldn't help but think about all the progress they had made together. Just a few months ago, if someone had told her that she would be sitting in Alexia Carson's house, eating chicken tenders on a seemingly ordinary Wednesday evening, she would have laughed in their face. But here she was, basking in the warmth of her company and the positive impact they had on each other's lives.