Ours - Taylor Swift WLW Romance Fanfiction

Chapter 9: Dirty Little Secret

In the studio, Ava sat hunched over the mixing board, her brow furrowed in concentration as she fine-tuned the track they had been working on. The melody was coming together nicely, the layers of instrumentation blending seamlessly under her expert touch. But something was missing, a certain spark that would take the song from good to great.

She glanced over at Taylor, who was curled up on the couch, scribbling furiously in her notebook. She had been like that for hours, lost in her own world of words and rhymes. Ava couldn't help but admire her dedication, the way she poured her heart and soul into every lyric.

As she watched, Taylor's pen flew across the page, her hand moving with a sense of urgency and purpose. Every so often, she would pause, tapping the pen against her chin as she searched for the perfect turn of phrase. Ava found herself wondering what was going through her mind, what emotions and experiences she was drawing from to fuel her creativity.

Unable to resist the pull of curiosity, Ava saved her progress on the track and made her way over to the couch, plopping down next to Taylor. The other woman was so engrossed in her writing that she didn't even seem to notice Ava's presence, her eyes fixed on the page in front of her.

Ava leaned over, trying to catch a glimpse of the words Taylor had written. At the top of the page, in bold letters, was the title: "Dirty Little Secret." Ava's heart skipped a beat as she realized the significance of those words, the callback to their earlier conversation.

She scanned the lyrics, her eyes widening as she took in the raw, honest emotion pouring out of every line. Taylor had captured the essence of their situation perfectly, the push and pull of attraction and guilt, the thrill of forbidden desire tempered by the weight of responsibility and commitment.

"I can't be your dirty little secret, your hidden love affair..." Ava read aloud, her voice barely above a whisper.

At the sound of her voice, Taylor's head snapped up, her eyes wide with surprise and a hint of vulnerability. "Ava, I... I..."

Ava smiled softly, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind Taylor's ear. "I didn't mean to startle you. I just... I couldn't help it."

Taylor blushed, ducking her head shyly. "It's still rough, just a first draft really..."

Ava shook her head, her eyes shining with admiration. "It's beautiful, Taylor. Honest, and raw, and real. Just like you."

Taylor met Ava's gaze, a flicker of hope and longing in her eyes. "You really think so?"

Ava nodded, her hand finding Taylor's and giving it a gentle squeeze. "I know so. This song, these lyrics... they're going to resonate with so many people. They're going to make them feel seen, and heard, and understood."

Taylor's lips curved into a small, grateful smile. "Thank you, Ava. That means more to me than you know."

Ava returned the smile, her heart swelling with a mix of pride and affection. "Anytime, Tay. Now, what do you say we take this beautiful lyric and turn it into a hit song?"

Taylor grinned, the spark of creativity reigniting in her eyes. "Let's do it."

And with that, they dove back into their work, the studio filling with the sound of Taylor's voice and Ava's production, two artists at the top of their game, pouring their hearts and souls into the music they both loved so deeply. The tension between them remained, simmering just beneath the surface, but for now, they channeled it into their art, creating something beautiful and meaningful together.

As they worked on the song, Taylor couldn't shake the nagging feeling in the back of her mind. She glanced over at Ava, who was bobbing her head to the beat, a look of pure focus on her face. Taylor bit her lip, trying to find the right words to express what she was feeling.