Taylor x Travis: In Every Life

why you should always make sure you end a LIVE video

Taylor's POV

"No, I don't have a title for this one yet." I said into my phone as I read the comments that flooded in on the LIVE. "Just what I played for you guys. But it's pretty cool yeah? I think it's on the way to becoming a single."

I smiled to myself as I picked out a few notes absent-mindedly on my guitar, still reading the comments as they flashed by. After the re-records and the Eras Tour, I got a little lonely not seeing the fans every weekend, so Tree had suggested I go LIVE occasionally and play songs with them. I'd mostly been playing ones I'd already released, but today, I'd played them a few demos of the songs I was working on at the moment. Nothing major, and I had cleared it with Tree first. I wanted to share the entire process with the Swifties, and they loved it. Their comments flooded in so fast I could barely read them before they were replaced.

tayrepuslaytion: will there be songs about Travis on the new album?

Barely two seconds later, the rest of the comments jumped on that and suddenly everyone was asking the same question. I laughed, leaning back on the piano stool and letting my hands fall away from my guitar for the moment. Once they got something in their heads, it was best to tell them the truth before they went off on wild conspiracy theories. And I didn't mind telling them the truth instead of spreading easter eggs. Leaving hints was fun, but so was this. I missed just being open with them like I'd been in the earlier years of my career.

"Alright, calm down, I'll answer it." I laughed again. They weren't asking about the album I was writing at the moment; they were asking about the one I'd announced a few weeks ago; Ever After. I hadn't even released the track list yet. Honestly, it had taken them longer than I thought to ask this question. "I started writing Ever After right in the middle of the Eras Tour. It was a way of letting out all these emotions I had inside me, all these thoughts and feelings. It was probably the most fun I've ever had writing an album, and I'm really excited for you guys to hear it." I paused, hoping that maybe that would be enough for them, but they kept insisting on a straight answer. "Alright, okay. Yes, an undisclosed amount of the songs are about Travis." The comments exploded with more questions and I shook my head, smiling. "No, I'm not going to tell you which ones. You guys are smart; you can figure that out for yourself."

"Taylor."

I glanced up, my smile faltering when I saw my boyfriend standing in the doorway, at the look on his face. He looked...mad? No. He looked mad, but not mad at me. Mad at something else. And confused. Something was wrong.

"Okay." I faked a smile as I looked back into my camera, suddenly very nervous. "Well, today has been so much fun talking with you guys. Thanks for coming to hang out with me, and I'll see you next time." I reached out, stabbing my finger against the end live button and then set my phone down, looking up at Travis. "Hey honey, what's wrong?" I whispered. The look on his face kind of scared me.

"That depends." Travis walked into the room. "Have you got something you want to tell me?"

"No?" I studied him, confused. I'd never seen him like this before. "Travis, you're scaring me." I stood up. "Tell me what's going on."

"You tell me." Travis pulled something out of his pocket and held it up to me as he stopped in front of where I stood. "I found this while I was taking out the trash in the bathroom."

I swallowed. He was holding up the pregnancy test I'd taken two days ago. I'd completely forgotten to throw it away properly. It was only one of those cheap ones, so I'd bought one of the more accurate ones and tossed the first one. God, how had I thought he'd never see it? I hadn't even tried to hide it properly.

"I was going to surprise you." I eventually said, and Travis blinked, confused.

"What?" He glanced down at the stick. "Baby, this is negative." I looked down. It was negative. "I was coming to ask you why you hadn't told me if you thought you were pregnant. I could have helped you. You didn't have to do that on your own. Weren't you scared?"