Pitch Perfect Harmony

Senseless

The night after the Golden Globes, Taylor had a hard time finding sleep. The few-hour jetlag wasn't the reason though. She just couldn't stop thinking about this host's "jokes". The joke about her and the NFL wasn't what she was mad about the most. It was the way he put it and the context of the night. The other jokes about Barbie and how he blamed his writers for the bad jokes later. Also, a big part of the media was attacking her. For overreacting. That her non-reaction was treated as an overreaction was probably the funniest thing that night. She also felt proven right again about having another song on her next album that mainly dealt with how tabloids, paparazzi, and so on treated her.

The next two days, she really got into her work. She wanted to show everyone that this wouldn't bring her down. The practices went well. Taylor gave a hundred percent every day and the paperwork and meetings were successful too. Tree knew that Taylor tended to work even harder every time something like that happened. She had learned to watch her so she wouldn't overwork herself. But when Taylor was on her way back to Kansas, the media had calmed down already. It would become loud again in a few days because she would meet with Jason and Kylie at Travis' game. They had talked before but hadn't met in person yet. Taylor was honestly a little nervous. She had heard a lot about both of them and her social media had shown her a lot of Kylie's posts. That woman seemed so strong and cool to her that she was almost a little intimidated.

"She's gonna love you. She already does", Travis told her when they talked about it. They had been cuddling all evening since Travis was back from practice and Taylor arrived at his place. He was a little surprised that the anger towards what had happened at the award show wasn't that much of a topic anymore. And her insecurities regarding Kylie were not what he had expected either. "I hope so. She just seems cool and I don't know", Taylor admitted. "Never been one of the cool kids", she added silently. He could not believe his ears. "What do you mean?", he asked confused. "Just... argh, I don't know", she mumbled. "Tay... You're... You're so many things I don't even know where to start", he chuckled truly thinking about what he should say first of all the things that came to his mind. "And cool isn't one of them. I'm rich, famous, and talented but I'm also anxious and over-sensible", she said dryly.

"You're hard-working, you're kind, loving, beautiful! God, you're gorgeous! You are aware of what happens around you but that doesn't make you "over-sensible". You're funny, creative, smart, and determined to reach your goals. I do think you're pretty damn cool", he told her so confident that she was almost scared to argue. "Then why do I get all these stupid looks, eye rolls, and comments?", she wanted to know even though she already had an idea. "Because people don't like watching others succeed?", he suggested. Taylor sighed. "Trav... this is far from the topic we- I started but... we both know it's because I'm a woman", she said. He didn't know what to answer. She was most likely right and he had no idea how it must feel like. "You're a beautiful, successful, independent woman, and all that because of your own hard work. I guess that's true: People don't like to see that", he sighed pulling her closer into his body. "Can I still find you pretty damn cool?", he whispered jokingly. Taylor giggled at that relaxing into his hug before nodding. Maybe the Golden Globe experience still had some effect on her state of mind.

"And can I now "fuck you senseless" until you stop thinking about it?", he asked citing her from a few days ago when they had talked on the phone about what they would've done if he had been with her in LA. Taylor laughed but couldn't deny that she instantly imagined their next moves. "Take control, okay? I don't want to be able to think of anything else", she said looking at him with a smirk. "Want it rough, hm?", he almost growled into her ear making her shiver already. "Tell me what to do", she agreed again. "Taylor Alison Swift. Naughty girl", he whispered turning her around in his lap while sitting up before kissing her. Her full name rolled over his tongue so easily, she felt a little numb already.