Pitch Perfect Harmony

Whose Ass Is That?

Taylor's birthday party started as a dinner party but they wanted to go out later, so everyone was dressed up and Taylor had everything she needed later prepared in her wardrobe. When it was time, she quickly changed parts of her outfit and they left for the club Taylor had rented for tonight. She hasn't celebrated her birthday outside of one of her houses in years so it felt special to get everyone together. They had had wine with their dinner so it took them not too long to get tipsy. Blake and Selena caught themselves smiling when they spotted Taylor dancing around freely. They hadn't seen her that happy in a long time and they told her that only making her smile wider and blush.

When the night went on, they found themselves on some of the couches talking and laughing loudly. Taylor ended up rambling about how sweet Travis was to her and how much she missed him already. "We can call him now!", Selena suggested obviously not sober. "Yes! But let's think of something funny", Blake went with it. "Don't be mean", Taylor protested making her friends roll their eyes. "Let's send him a picture", Este now joined in. "Yeah! Something stupid! Maybe like, you know these elbow pictures that look like boobs!", one of her sisters suggested making everyone laugh. Even Taylor couldn't hide a giggle about that one. "Someone with a strap on the dress or something? We could make it look like an ass and a thong", Blake had looked up a few examples. "Me! We do have a similar skin tone right now too", Selena said. "Tay! Your phone!", Blake demanded, and because it was actually funny, she gave it to her already with Travis' chat open.

"My MVP? Really?", Este laughed at the name she had saved him under. "Tree did that!", Taylor defended herself laughing. "But you didn't change it!", Danielle mentioned while Selena and Blake concentrated on taking a believable picture of Selena's arm. "What are you typing?!", Taylor asked when she saw them working on a message. "You'll see", Blake just said hiding the phone from Taylor. She tried to protest but her friends wouldn't listen so she had no other choice than to wait. "What are you scared of? That he doesn't like "your ass" or what?", Este laughed making air quotes. "He loves it!", Taylor blurted back before even thinking about her words. Everyone looked up at her and broke out laughing making her blush bright red from embarrassment. "And send!", Blake then said pressing the last button before handing the phone back to Taylor.

She read: "This ass is waiting for you" with a peach emoji. Her face continued to blush and she had no idea what he would say to that. "This took you so long?!", she questioned. It was only a few words that she was too drunk to count now. "Gotta think", Selena shrugged. "He's not reading it", Blake noted. "We are not leaving until we get an answer!", Este decided and everyone agreed. This answer took a while though and by the time he saw the message, the women were even more drunk. "He's calling", Taylor told Blake. "Girls! Quiet!", she demanded, and the group immediately gathered around Taylor not recognizing that he would hear the music and some of the other guests. "Travyyy", Taylor picked up already making her friends giggle silently. This one word was enough for him to know that she was drunk. "Tay, hi", he chuckled. "Ask about the picture", he could hear someone whisper. This was too funny. "You shouldn't send pictures like that around, Baby", he told her smiling a little because she probably wouldn't even remember this call tomorrow.

"Why not? Don't you like what you saw?!", Taylor articulated barely understandable. Travis laughed knowing that her friends were listening. "I do. Very much so but you're drunk and you shouldn't do that", he chuckled. "Ohhh, but I miss you so much", she sighed dramatically. "You miss me and therefore send me a picture of your ass?", he asked still laughing a little. Maybe he should make her go home soon. "That wasn't my ass", she shrugged. Travis froze immediately. "So you sent me a picture of someone else's... butt?", he questioned confused about what she was doing. "Did you wanna touch it?", she asked giggling. "Tay", Travis just laughed. "I think you guys should go home", he said. "But it's so fun!", Taylor protested. "Your security is with you, right?", he wanted to make sure. "They're at the door or something", she mumbled. "Okay. Drink some water, yeah? You'll thank me tomorrow", he continued. "You're so boring!", Taylor rolled her eyes. "I love you, baby. Have a good night, okay? Don't drink too much more", he finally tried to end the call. This wouldn't get them anywhere and he had to rely on her security guards. Taylor sighed. "I love you too, baby", she said making him smile. The nickname was new from her side.

Of course, Taylor did not drink water but instead another cocktail before they decided that it was time to leave about an hour later. Somehow, she managed to get into the car without looking too drunk, and then later into her bed without falling or running into anything. But she woke up the next morning with an incredible headache and still in her outfit and makeup. The night was a little blurry in her memory but before she could care about that, she definitely needed some painkillers. Taylor managed to get some water too and undress herself but then she lay down again hiding underneath the blanket and relaxing into the soothing darkness.

After a few more hours, Taylor felt ready to eat something and take a shower but her head still hurt and her body felt tired. It must've been either a fun night or a horrible one. She couldn't remember everything. Taking her phone, she saw a message from Travis: "Good morning baby, I hope you're doing okay. I love you." How did he know? She must've called him. Taylor quickly checked and saw the call. Hoping she didn't say anything too stupid, she decided to answer him when suddenly she spotted the picture above. Was that a picture of her ass? Did she really do that? She had no memory remotely close to what that looked like. But her underwear was different than the tiny string in the picture. Whose ass was that? "I'm okay. Can we talk?", she quickly texted. Travis was on his lunch break and saw the message instantly smiling to himself.

He called her and Taylor picked up immediately. "Did I call you last night? I mean I did, I can see that but... what happened?", she wanted to know sounding a little scared. Travis chuckled to himself. "You sent me that picture and then I called you later. You were pretty drunk and our conversation wasn't really anything though", he explained. "Your friends were around when I called. They aren't good at staying quiet", he added. "Did I say something stupid?", she asked insecurely. "I am way more worried about this picture to be honest because you told me that this isn't your ass", he said shaking his head at the memory of it. "What?! I mean... I know cause that's not my underwear but... ohhh fuck... I... I'm so sorry I don't remember", she mumbled embarrassed. "You should delete the picture and ask your friends about it. I'm pretty sure I heard Blake around you. I deleted the picture too by the way. Whoever's ass that is. I'm not supposed to see it", he said laughing a little.

"This is so embarrassing", Taylor said silently. "Hey, it's been a good party I guess. And if Tree hasn't called you yet, nothing got out. Just try to figure this picture thing out and... maybe drink less alcohol and more water next time", he carefully suggested. "This... happens too often...", she just said. "You find pictures of other people's asses on your phone regularly?", he asked jokingly knowing that that's not what she meant. "No! I'm just bad at drinking a reasonable amount of alcohol. That's why Tree babysits me at events", she explained still embarrassed. Travis laughed a little. "She's doing a good job. I've never heard that about you", he joked. "Oh, it's been in Twitter trends before. Anyway, I should call Blake about the picture. Talk to you later?", she asked "My break is over in a minute. I can call you when I'm home", he answered. "Sure. I love you, don't hurt yourself in training", she said. "I love you too. Bye", he said goodbye before they ended the call.

"Blake! What the fuck did we do yesterday?", Taylor immediately called her friend afterward. "Good morning Taylor. Yes, I'm okay. How are you?", Blake answered not copying Taylor's attitude. It was obvious that Blake had a hangover too. "Blake, I have a picture of someone's ass on my phone and it's not mine!", Taylor explained quickly. Blake laughed before stopping herself recognizing her headache. "That's just Selena's elbow. We tried to be funny", she remembered making Taylor breathe out with a sigh. "Did you really think you took a picture of someone's ass?", Blake asked. "I don't know! We've done stupid shit before", Taylor noted. "True. Like that one time, we sent Ryan a picture of us fake-making-out", Blake laughed. Taylor had been single but Ryan wasn't too happy about it back then. Blake and him had been freshly in love at the time. "Don't remind me! Okay, but I can explain it to Trav now", Taylor said. "Was he mad? I think we called him like super drunk and... it probably looked like his girlfriend was around naked people", Blake asked. "No. I think he was just worried. But he was super nice about it and even deleted the picture after I told him that this wasn't my ass", Taylor explained. Blake chuckled a little. Travis must've had a strange time during that call yesterday. "He's the gentleman you deserve", Blake smiled. "And I love him so much", Taylor couldn't hold back. Her friend's smile grew wider. She was so happy for them.