tayvis oneshots

on fire (litetally)

taylor's pov:
me and gracie had just came back from dinner and decided to go back to my place for a while. we decided to have a little wine too, so i poured 2 glasses of white wine with ice of course.

i noticed the apartment didn't smell too great, but i couldn't figure out why, but i decided to just light a candle anyways. i rummaged around the kitchen to find a lighter and once i lit the candle, i walked back into the living room where gracie was.

travis was sleeping already, he had a long practice today and must've been tired. but me and gracie did our best to stay quiet in the living room.

once we talked about random things for a while, i asked her if she wanted to hear the tortured poets department. "are you serious? duh!!" she said, jumping around the apartment.

"only if i can hear yours too." i laughed, she agreed. we took turns playing each other tracks from our albums. after she heard the smallest man whoever lived, she was on the ground, literally.

"what's that smell? do you smell that too?" she said, leaning into the kitchen. "oh shit there's a fire." she gasped, quickly standing up. "shittt, i'll get the fire extinguisher thing" i said, running to the back part of the kitchen.

it wasn't a serious fire, maybe one of the cats knocked the candle over, but it was something we could handle, hopefully.

"don't put it out with water, you know this." she chuckled as i struggled to open the fire extinguisher. "bitch!" i yelled at it, finally opening the claps and letting it set out the fire.

the room was covered in it. "i think our purses are ruined" i breathed. "and my shoes" i laughed, and then i heard travis come into the kitchen.

"what the.. fuck?" he questioned, barley awake. "i think benji might've knocked the candle over.." i mumbled, meeting his gaze.

"you've guys have been awake this whole time?" he asked, we both nodded, he rolled his eyes.

"well im glad your safe, just.. maybe sleep?" he laughed, knowing i've been up for probably way to long. after me and gracie tried our best to clean up any of the best i could we relaxed in the living room for a while, and then an idea popped into my head.

"gracie?" i questioned. "could i like.. be on a song in your album?" i asked. "you? the taylor swift wants to be on my album?" she said, i nodded.

"that would be so fucking awesome, please would you?" she requested, i nodded with excitement. it was already around 2am, but we were slightly drunk and couldn't sleep, what better time than right now to write a song.

by the time 6am rolled around, we had finished the entire piece and it was perfect, absolutely perfect. we titled the song "us." and made it a track 5, which i think was very suiting for the song.

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sorry this was so short! i couldn't really figure out what else to add.

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