Delicate Love - Tayvis Fic

VII - Crying Rain

Chapter 7

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I woke up with my nose completely congested and stuffed up. I sat up and looked over at Travis, who was in a deep sleep. I got up out of bed and rushed to the bathroom to blow my nose. I coughed up a crunchy cough and spat the mucus out in the sink. But, it wasn't all mucus. There was blood too, so much blood.

After that one cough, I couldn't stop coughing. All just blood too. I started crying because I'm so sick right now. I was perfectly fine yesterday I don't know what's happening. I screamed at the top of my lungs until I started coughing again. Not because I wanted to wake Travis up, just because I'm so upset and exhausted.

I continued coughing, completely struggling for breath. I heard the door creak open and I looked at him through the mirror. "Taylor—Are you okay?" I tried to answer him, but I just coughed up my throat instead.

He went up to me and started to rub my back, "Listen, I'm no doctor but I'm pretty sure blood belongs in your body..."

"Yeah, no shit—" I coughed.

He pressed his hand against my forehead, "Taylor you're burning up... We should go to a hospital." He grabbed my hand.

"Travis, I can't go to a hospital.." I hawked, "Unless you call my manager to get me a private room."

He sighed, "I'll just call the hospital." He pulled out his phone and dialed some numbers. I continued leaning over the sink counter with blood dripping out of my mouth. Travis talked to the hospital and dragged me to the car. I held a towel to my mouth just in case.

I calmed down a little bit when he talked to me in the bathroom but I'm starting to cry again. He heard my soft whimper and reached his hand over my knee. I grabbed his arm and pressed my face to it, my tears covering his skin. We arrived at the hospital, "Hold on I'll help you." he got out of the car and opened my door.

I struggled getting out so he picked me up and placed me on his hip. We went through the side door of the hospital so no one would see us. He brought me to a room that they probably told him on the phone. A doctor greeted me and asked me a few questions, one stuck out though. "Do you smoke, vape, or inhale any substances?"

I got quiet. "Ms. Swift?"

"Uhm. Yes, I did. I vaped, but I'm withdrawing currently." I looked down completely ashamed of myself. I never wanted to do it but I did it once and couldn't stop it.

"For how long did you vape?" The doctor asked me.

"A year or so I think..." I told him all of my symptoms including coughing blood, fever, chest pain, trouble breathing, etc.

"Okay, well I think that we should take a CT scan of your lungs. Just to see if there's any inflammation." I nodded. Travis just stood there listening to everything.

The CT scan only took about 15 minutes. I sat in the white bed waiting for the doctor to come in to tell me I was somehow messed up. I looked at the football player, "I'm sorry." My voice was brittle and breathy.

He shook his head, "Don't apologize. As long as you're okay that's all that matters." He sat down next to me on the side of the bed.

He leaned down to kiss me but the doctor came in and interrupted us, "Okay, your results should be in about 20 hours. We're going to keep you here overnight though because of your current state."

I simply responded with an okay and he left the room. Just me and Travis again. I was in a hospital gown, in a hospital bed, this wasn't how things were supposed to end up. I looked at him and felt my eyes get glassy, I bit my cheek to distract myself.

He looked at me in confusion, "What's wrong?" I shrugged with my hands, "This wasn't supposed to happen..." I cried.

He put his hand on my covered knee, "It's okay. It's good that you stopped, right? You don't have to cry, everything will be okay." He comforted me like my mother. But it was sweet and I appreciated it.

I simply nodded and wiped a tear away. I took a deep breath before I spoke, "You don't have to stay... I'm fine on my own."

He shook his head, "No, I'm going to stay."

"No please you don't have to," I assured him but he refused.

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"Lipoid Pneumonia? That sounds like hell." Selena said.

"Yeah, it is. They put me on an antibiotic so I'm feeling a little better, but still not a hundred percent." It's a Thursday afternoon and I'm having my weekly lunch date with Selena. I got released from the hospital on Monday after they told me I had lipoid pneumonia. "Travis has not left my side at all though."

Selena, Tree, and my parents are the only people who know about Travis. I don't want the media to find out just yet. I'm still coughing and having trouble sleeping, but things are getting better. I insisted on still touring this weekend even after my doctor told me not to. Rumors will start if I don't do it.

Selena and I finished our lunch and I hugged her goodbye. We just had our lunch on my house balcony, because I did not feel like leaving the house. I stepped inside from outside of the big white balcony. I heard my phone ring and I pulled it out of my pocket.

I looked up from my phone, "Oh my god!" I covered my eyes when I saw Travis with just boxers on.

"Relax, you've seen me naked before." He rubbed his hair with a towel.

"Yeah, but I was like intoxicated."

"You weren't very intoxicated the second time."

"Okay, whatever! Just please put some clothes on!" I couldn't help but stare at his abs and muscles. He looks like he could pick me up and throw me across the room easily. Joe would've disintegrated into ashes if he picked me up. I watched him leave and breathed in deeply.

How has my life become this? I inhaled a substance that gave me lipoid pneumonia which could've ruined my career. A naked man is walking around my house who isn't Joe.

I sat down on my couch not sure what to do now. I jumped when Travis went behind me and kissed me on my cheek. I smiled before kissing his lips and he sat next to me. I groaned relaxing on the couch, "I'm bored."

I looked over and saw him smiling at me, "Wait here" He got up and went to go get something. Travis came back holding a football, "Come on."

I stood up, "What?" I followed him downstairs and out into the backyard. "Oh god, we're not doing what I think we're doing..."

He threw the football at me, "Yes, we are." I quickly caught it.

I inspected the football, "Funny of you to think I can even hold a football..." I threw it aiming for him, but it ended up going way too right.

He ran and still caught it, "Hey, you're not too bad."

He walked over to me, "Here, hold it like this..." he took my hands and adjusted them to the right positions. I struggled a little catching the ball when he would throw them like a freaking bullet. Everything went fine until it started sprinkling out.

"Okay, I'm done with this" I giggled and hid under the roof of the house.

"Come on, Taylor, nothing like playing in the rain." The rain got heavier and heavier with each passing minute.

"You are so childish!" I screamed as he pulled me into the rain. I kicked a puddle at him as revenge. He ran and picked me up and spun me around. I wrapped my arms around his neck, we kissed passionately.

"I love you so much, Swift."

"I love you."

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chapter 7 is finisheddddd

idk what this book is anymore but whatever