Safe & Sound

the moment i knew

taylor's pov

i plucked my keycard from my back pocket and swiped it in front of the door, hesitantly pushing it open and stepping inside. i spied travis's shoes abandoned on the floor which was quickly accompanied by the man himself, he stood in the archway leading to the bedroom and i couldn't help but run over to him and melt into his touch as he smiled at me, a smile which matched my anxiety ridden one. it was almost comforting to me knowing he cared this much too. i drew in his familiar perfume and i leaned up to place a soft kiss on his lips before signalling that we should sit down. he joined me on the sofa and i tapped my fingers together as i looked into his eyes. our whole encounter leading up to this moment had been wordless, both too nervous to speak and i uttered the first words "trav i don't know how to say this other than just to say it point blank" he nodded and i followed quietly with "i'm pregnant."

i watched apprehensively as his features softened and tears began to roll down his face, i swiped them away as he said "we are having a baby?" i nodded my head as tears of my own began to fall. "oh tay! we are having our own baby!" he exclaimed, embracing me and peppering kisses across my face before trailing down to my stomach where he placed his hands 
"i take it you're happy then?" i said, jokingly
"taylor, how couldn't i be? i've got the girl who i'm utterly convinced must be my soulmate and we are going to have our own little family" his eyes crinkled as his smile spread to them. i mirrored his joy with saying
"we are going to have our own family" i hadn't been able to say it before but now i knew that my child would have the father they needed and i wouldn't have to do this alone, i felt such joy.

later that night when me and travis had properly celebrated the news, i lay curled in his arms, feeling the most secure i've ever felt "so? a mini taylor huh" he said and i laughed softly
"or a mini travis? which one will it be do you think" i said, rolling over so our faces were inches away from each other
"i'm betting on a taylor," he said with confidence
"really?" i said surprised "and you would be happy with a girl? she couldn't be a future chiefs member you know" 
"babe, i would be happy with anything"
"even if it comes out with two heads?" i mocked
"even more to love!" he said enthusiastically as we both fell into contented laughter. i was happy. how could i ever had any doubts about this man? i know now that was foolish, whatever happens between me and him i know he will be a good father for our nugget.

the next morning i woke with the increasingly familiar nausea and i tore off the bedsheets, which i accidentally flung into travis's face which was greeted by a dissaproving grunt, as i legged it into the bathroom to be greeted with a pretty unpleasant site. i cried a little from the hormones in between the waves of nausea until within seconds i felt a familiar hand draw patterns on my back and with the other smoothly swoop up my hair, gently reassuring me saying
"tay everything's okay. you're so strong baby" as i slumped down next to the toilet, i tell you what at this moment i didn't feel at all strong. i crawled into his awaiting arms finding a comfortable position to rest in for a minute, god throwing up really does suck the energy out of you. 

after at least 10 minutes like this i realised how gross i felt "ugh" i groaned
"what is it?" travis said, care interwoven through his tone
"i feel so gross!" i exclaimed, looking down at myself to realise all i had on was one of travis's t shirts and by now it was pretty gross and shrivelled.
"why don't you have a bath?" he suggested which i nodded at, although i couldn't really be arsed to stand up to be honest. i watched as he took the initiative and removed himself from where i was leaning, propping me up against one of the pillars in the bathroom and heading over to the bath to run it himself. i smiled to myself, laughing as i realised just how lucky i was to have a man like this and just how lucky my little one would be to have him as a dad.
"what are you laughing at?" he inquired, to which i hoisted myself up and made my way over to him saying
"oh nothing, maybe the fact that you are stark naked or that i realised that you, my friend," i teased him as i ran my hands over his arms "will be" i said, kissing him in between each word "the worlds best father" he smiled and mirrored me saying
"and you" kissing me as he did so "will be, the worlds best mother" we shared a smile as he took my hand in his, while with the other one he poured bubble bath in. i shed my gross t shirt and once the water was the perfect temperature i padded in settling down and inviting travis in too, only to be declined as he manoeuvred round to my feet and began giving me a well needed massage, god i hadn't realised how stiff i was! he then followed by pouring my favourite shampoo in and gently working it in circles to fully coat my hair before showering it off and doing the same with my conditioner. once it was all done i joked "be careful mr kelce, i'll be expecting this treatment for every wash now"
"don't worry miss swift i can do that service for you, plus more" i swatted him at that tutting and muttering to myself
"so immature" we both laughed as i made my way out of the bath and found myself once again wrapped in his warm embrace with a plush towel separating us.