tayvis oneshots

unexpected

taylor's pov:
the show had just started and my stomach feels awful. i didn't eat anything weird either, i don't know what it could be.

the pain immensely decreased after a few minutes and by the time the lover era was finished, i felt better.

i quickly ran backstage for my quick change and took a few pills so the pain won't bug me too much and went out to continue to preform.

i had thought the medicine had helped, but about half way through love story it got worse again. i did my best to try and mask the pain on stage, but i don't think it was working.

the pain continued to fluctuate throughout the show, but i tried my best to mask it and push through until the end of show.

i ended up making it through without too much trouble from the audience, and the second i came behind the stage i wrapped my arms around travis and let the tears flow.

no ones pov:
"babygirl, what's wrong?" he asked with concern in his voice. "it hurts, i don't know" she said wrapping her arms around her stomach.

"let's get you to the hospital, you definitely aren't well." he says, helping her change out of her bodysuit and into more comfortable clothing.

once she was dressed, he carried her out of the stadium and into his car and off to the nearest hospital.

luckily, they were able to get a room pretty quickly since there wasn't much of a wait. "trav it hurts so bad." she complained as they got situated in the private hospital room before the nurse came in.

taylor's pov:
she did a quick examination just to make sure there wasn't anything obviously wrong with me? but paused in the middle of the ultrasound. "um taylor, do you remember when your last period was?" she said.

"ive been on birth control to stop it for a while now.. am i..?" i asked, i couldn't be pregnant? that's crazy, there's no way.

"well it appears you've been pregnant the last 9 months and are currently in labor." she responded. "i'm what..? i'm in labor? i'm pregnant? what.. no?" i say, still in shock, this cannot be happening.

"i'm not pregnant! i'm in the middle of a world tour, i can't have a baby right now!" i shouted. "we will make sure everything is okay. right now we need to focus on getting the baby out."

"it's a cryptic pregnancy. let's get you to a delivery room. try your best to relax, i know it's scary, but i will make sure everything will be okay." she promised, although i don't think believed her.

an hour ago i had no clue i was even pregnant and now im in a fucking delivery room? this cannot even be real. i hate it here.

"baby? how are you doing?" travis asks, trying to calm me down. "how do you think i'm doing?! not very good!" i yell, he squeezes my hand.

"alright taylor, so you are now 10 centimeters dilated, so you need to start pushing." she told me. "holy shit this hurts so bad." i scream, trying my best to push an entire human being out of my vagina, which is probably the most pain i've ever felt.

"it's a girl!" the delivery nurse shouts, placing her on my chest. "you did it tay. you're a mother now." travis congratulated me. "and you're a dad." i laughed.

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