What I Want

Chapter Nine

Los Angeles, June 2014

Taylor's P.O.V

I was so excited, today was the day Karlie was arriving back from a shoot in Japan, she had been gone for almost three weeks and I was really feeling it this time. We had become stronger in our relationship and I let her do things that many of my ex's were never allowed to do. Such as, holding hands in public and late night phone calls. The calls made things easier when we were apart and I happened to mention once that living without her next to me made me feel lost so the next day a Fedex box arrived with a picture of Karlie and a map that had a note saying, 'You found yet?' I had found it extremely cute and after a two hour phone call to her I actually got out of my pyjamas and went to write some music video plans. I was excited to be doing these.

'Ding, Dong' the doorbell sounded and I cursed out loud because for once I wasn't ready and I had just spilled coffee on my new cat pyjamas. "Coming." I called out, secretly hoping it was Karlie but knowing that since she had a key she would just walk in. Opening the door I was shocked to see my dad on the doorstep. "Taylor." He spoke as I welcomed him inside, I watched as he walked towards the kitchen. "What's up dad?" I asked as he sat on the barstools. "I uhm, well I need to talk to you Taylor." I nodded and sat down, it seemed serious. He usually called instead of dropping by considering he was still in Nashville with mom. "What's up?" I asked again. He looked at me in my pyjamas and then at the clock, I followed his gaze before blushing, "Well you're in pyjamas, oh god were you writing?" I shook my head and he kept talking. "Okay well your mom and I are separating for a while..." I felt my face go warm as my mind scrambled. "What?" I whispered out loud not believing it. He looked at me. "We are separating Taylor, well we are actually." I looked at him. "We didn't know how to tell you." I slowly nodded and then I heard the front door open. "Babe where are you I'm here?" Karlie called from the foyer. I looked at my dad before rushing off to see Karlie, he looked a little shocked.

Running to the foyer I heard Karlie drop her bag and in an instant I was in her arms and she was hugging me, three weeks was far too long. "I missed you." I breathed into her neck. She just nodded and then she stepped away, I was confused until I saw her looking beyond me. I turned and saw my dad. "Dad, this is Karlie Kloss. Karlie this is my dad." She nodded and held out her hand, dad took it and shook it before looking at me. "Taylor..." I looked downwards. "Karlie is my girlfriend dad," he nodded his head. "Of course she is Taylor," but I knew he didn't get it so I turned to Karlie and leant up and kissed her lips. It was short and sweet and I heard dad say, "Oh girlfriend?" Turning around I smiled at him before Karlie wrapped her arms around me. "It only happened after Victoria's Secret, when I was in Paris." He nodded realising that we had been together for a while and no one knew. Then he laughed and I was confused. "Dad?" I questioned. He laughed and eventually said, "Your mom noticed you were different and thought you were doing drugs...but you're dating again. God I'm so pleased for you sweetie. You deserve it. Karlie I trust you can take care of this one." I turned to see Karlie smile and nod her head. "You betcha Mr Swift." "Scott," he corrected her and she smiled before repeating his name. "Okay Tay well I'm out of here. Come visit us when you want we are only in separate houses." I slowly nodded knowing I needed to explain to Karlie. Shutting the door behind him as he left I turned and buried my face in Karlie's hoodie and sobbed as she rubbed my back and through the sobs I told her and she sighed and wrapped me up close to her and then eventually we went to my room and watched '50 First Dates' and then I fell asleep on her, only waking when she moved to pull the duvet over us.

Karlie's P.O.V

White light meets my eyes as I slowly adjust myself under the duvet. The right hand side of my body feels warm for once and I know instantly that it's my princess. God I've missed her, so much that I think three weeks is far too long to be apart. Opening my eyes I see Taylor curled into my chest, her hair spread across her face and her mouth slightly open. She looks so cute and un-damaged but this is far from the truth. Last night was absolutely horrible. Easily the worst night of my relationship with Taylor, I didn't know what to do. She was so broken hearted because her major support team of her mom and dad are separating and living in separate houses and she just doesn't know how to cope. I don't know what to tell her and I'm nervous about leaving her here in L.A while I go back to New York. I know she's not suicidal but after her and Selena stopped being friends there is no one out here that I trust enough with my princess.

I start to wriggle around and eventually Taylor begins to wake, I know that I have a flight to New York at 7.45pm tonight and I want to spend as much time with Taylor as I can before then. Suddenly a new amount of weight is dropped on me and I sleepily open my eyes. "Morning baby..." I mutter as Taylor places her head in the crook of my neck and sloppily presses kisses there. "I wouldn't do that if you don't want this to go somewhere south babe," she laughs and pulls back after adding a few more kisses. "Aww but I love your neck, please just once more..." she begs with her adorable eyes. I sigh knowing she has beaten me. "Okay." I groan as her lips meet my neck once more. "Tay-" I manage to stutter out before she lifts her head. "Yeah Karlie..." I look up at her and quickly scoop her closer only to dump her back on her side of the bed. Wasting no time I begin to devour her neck and jawline while she lets out the odd moan and god does it turn me on. We hadn't gone this far before, always stopping at a make-out session but I sensed this time was different. She looked up at me and nodded, giving me permission but I still waited a bit to confirm it with words. "Please Karlie," she begs looking at me. I sigh and within thirty seconds we are both naked and I'm pleasuring her by alternating my mouth between her nipples, mouth and clit. She's going crazy, just as she is about to cum I stick my finger into her folds, the moan that erupts sets off the whole fireworks as her moans continue long after, I take special care when removing my fingers and within ten minutes I'm the one whose panting and being extremely teased by Miss Swift. It is funny to see but we don't care because we are in love.

I'm almost back asleep when Taylor leans over and whispers. "I want to come to New York." Just like that I roll back over to see her looking at me, I grin as I reach up to kiss her lips. "I'd love that Taylor." She smiles and reaches into her bedside table, returning with pictures of a really nice apartment, "These are beautiful babe," I comment as she hands them to me. She kisses my cheek and says, "I'm glad you like it, that's my new apartment. Tribeca." My mouth opens and I'm shocked but overwhelmed with the amount of love she is giving me. Kissing her soundly I pull her close as we fall asleep discussing dates for her to move.