Tour Trouble - Taylor Swift

Part 13

Ellie's POV

I hate sitting alone with my own thoughts, it's like they just haunt me. All of these voices telling me I'm wrong for fueling my body and telling me I don't deserve it. Why does my head do this to me? I thought I had control of what I think but clearly not.

I could feel the guilt growing and growing. I needed someone to distract me. Someone to sit with me for a while before they got too much. They have never been so loud before but I've never eaten so much in one day. I needed to get to Taylor.

I made my way down the corridor to Taylor's room and sighed before pushing down the handle and opening the door. Biggest mistake I've ever made. I started to turn away but I heard someone stop me. "I'm so sorry you shouldn't have seen that!" Taylor said desperately.

I turned to look at her, Travis had grabbed his pants and ran to go put them on in the bathroom. Taylor sat up and pulled Travis' shirt down a little lower to cover herself up. I'm pretty sure she already had it on but I didn't really see her anyway. I didn't want to see her anymore, that was one sight I never ever expected to see. I just turned away and walked back to my room.

I stayed in there for a few minutes before I heard a knock on the door, soon enough Taylor popped her head through. She stepped in and closed it quietly and thank god she had shorts on this time. Her cheeks were still pink from the embarrassment and I watched as she sat down on the edge of the bed.

I didn't even look at her. She sighed extra loud and just used her hand to turn my face towards her. "I'm sorry, I know that I've always told you to just come in if you need me and that you don't have to knock and I should have thought about that. I should have locked the door and I'm sorry that you saw that." she told me.

I nodded a little not really wanting to talk. It was so awkward I'd rather the conversation not happen right after that. Couldn't she have left it until the next day. I saw her tilt her head a little, putting her hand on my shoulder. "What are you thinking honey, you can talk to me."

I just lay down and pulled the covers up, closing my eyes and completely blocking her out. I felt Taylor come closer then before I knew it she had lay down beside me and had one hand on my arm. She applied a small amount of pressure to make me roll over and look at her. "Babes, don't shut me out, it was an accident and I want to talk about this so that I can understand how you're feeling."

I just looked at her for a minute before shaking my head a little. "It's fine, I don't even care. I only saw Travis, I didn't even see you. Can you just leave me alone now please." I told her before rolling back over and closing my eyes. I felt Taylor brush through my hair with her hand a few times before kissing my cheek and getting up to leave. I don't remember anything else so I must have fallen asleep.

The next morning was the most awkward day I've ever experienced. I woke up to Taylor yelling through the house that breakfast was ready and that we either wake up and eat or she'll drag us out of bed. I didn't want to see them both in the same room. I could still see it in my head and I felt sick.

I decided to just text Taylor.

Hey can you leave my food outside my door please, I'm doing some homework.

It took about 3 seconds before she was yelling up the stairs again. "TRAVIS I DONT CARE IF YOURE ASLEEP AND ELLIE QUIT LYING YOU DONT EVEN GO TO SCHOOL SO GET DOWN HERE BEFORE I COME UP THERE AND-."

"Don't even try to threaten us Taylor, you're not even that scary." I heard Travis say as he walked past my door and down the stairs. I giggled a little at that one. Now there's just me left but it was quite fun hearing Taylor going all mom mode. Then I remembered I genuinely don't want to see her.

"ELLIE GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE OR YOU WILL NOT BE ON STAGE TONIGHT. I'M GOING TO START COUNTING!" She yelled again. I could hear her counting so I hopped up and got downstairs. The silence was deafening and I hated it. I'd rather them get it over with than stare at each other, unsure of who should start the conversation.

I sat down and pushed my food around, just to make it worse they were both sitting beside each other and opposite me. Couldn't they sit in separate rooms or something? "Ellie we're really sorry, we understand that you feel uncomfortable but please don't feel like you can't come to us. Can you tell us what's on your mind?" Travis asked.

"I don't want you to have a baby. You need to succeed with your practice child first." I told Taylor quietly, looking over at her. I watched as her face softened and her entire body relaxed. She had clearly been anxious about the whole situation.

"Trust me there will be no babies for a long time honey," she told me. Travis nodded and put his arm around her. "I love her but I don't need any mini Taylor's running around, you're fine for a good few years." He told me and laughed a little.

I would much rather them joke around about it than bring it up more and I'm glad to give them some shit for it too. Now I have something to hold against them if I want anything for the next few days. Of course it's an awkward thing to witness and it was horrible. I still feel uncomfortable at the thought of them doing that with me in the house but I'm 17 and old enough to accept that they're just a couple in love and that's bound to happen. At least I didn't hear it.

I will say that hearing vigilante shit backstage that night and knowing what the choreo is was a totally different experience now that I know what her and Travis get up to. At least they're happy, that's all that matters.

A/N

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