Carolina, Continued. (FLETCHER x Taylor Swift Caylor girlxgirl gxg Gaylor)

Together

a/n please read the warning at the end of the chapter

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It's been over a year or so of Taylor and I being together, and things have never been more perfect, nothing has ever felt so right. Our relationship has never felt healthier, or more secure. We are happily making things work, it has never been so easy.

Sure, there are some tough nights, knowing that we are far apart. We are both still touring, making some weeks harder to see each other compared to others, but we have gotten pretty used to it. We make it work, even if I do miss her like crazy. Our love for each other doesn't die, and our trust only strengthens.

I even kind of made friends with Karlie throughout mine and Taylor's relationship, and she seems very kind. We actually get along fairly well, I don't mind that Taylor now calls her a friend again, she is fun to be around. 

"You're on, Fletcher," a man reminds me, and I stand up from where I was seated. I have a concert tonight, and even though I love performing, I can't wait for it to be over. Taylor is supposed to be in this city tonight for an interview, and I am really hoping to see her afterwards.

I make my way to the stage, greeting my fans and supporters. I begin to sing, making my way through the list of my songs that I am set to play. The show is a lot of fun, as it always is. Though, about five songs into the set, and the crowd begins cheering loudly. I am kind of confused, yes I am used to them cheering after the songs, but they aren't dying down one bit.

I take this moment to look around, wondering what exactly is going on. I look to Sophie, and she shrugs in response, seeming confused as well. I sit down on the stage, waiting for them to calm down, but they don't stop for even a second. I try to give them about five minutes, taking a drink of my water, and catching my breath, but I give up. I stand back up, looking around once more.

"What the hell are you guys screaming about?" I ask, and they just scream louder, pointing now, "What are you pointing at?" I turn to look in the direction they are pointing in, and I momentarily freeze.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, laughing a little bit. Has she been standing there this entire time? I shake my head, walking over to the blonde. I hug her tightly, pressing a kiss to her cheek, "I would ask you guys to welcome Taylor, but I am pretty sure you just spent the last," I check my watch, "Seven? Minutes doing exactly that,"

"What are you doing here?" I try asking her again, and the crowd erupts into more cheers, making me laugh. She just looks to me smiling, but I hold the microphone to her, not giving her a chance to not answer me. She nervously takes it. I take this moment to lean in and hug her once more, slightly confused. 

"Are you okay?" I whisper to her, and she nods, letting go of me. I decide to trust that she is.

"I actually came here to ask you something," she admits, holding the microphone up to her mouth. I look to her almost confused, before turning my attention back to the crowd, who only cheers louder. I look back to Taylor after a minute. I am left confused for a second when I see her kneeled down on the ground, but quickly, the reality of the situation sets in, and I fall to my knees, and my hands move to cover my mouth. She is not doing this right now.

"Cari Fletcher," I hear her speak into the microphone, and my eyes are locked onto her blue ones. The sound of the crowd drowns out, all I am focused on is Taylor in this moment, "From the moment we met, I knew I would end up here, asking you to spend the rest of your life with me," she says sweetly, our eye contact never breaking. I get back on my feet, "I was wondering if you would like to spend the rest of your life with me?" She finishes, and I lean down, hugging her tighter than I ever have before.