Our Small Miracle - Adopted by Taylor Swift

Part 38

Taylor's POV

The next morning at about 7:30 am I woke up to a loud crash sound coming from the kitchen. I jumped up and turned to look at Travis who was also now looking around. "Did you hear that too?" I asked and he nodded before jumping up and making his way to the kitchen. I followed cautiously.

We made it to the kitchen but there was no one in sight, just a smashed wine glass on the floor. I gave the kitchen a last glance while Travis cleared up the glass and I noticed Meredith popping out from behind the center island. She looked guilty.

I chuckled a little before remembering that Harper was supposed to be in our bed and for some reason wasn't. I left Travis to continue cleaning while I checked in her room but she wasn't there either. I could feel myself panicking at the thought of losing her as I ran back to the kitchen and started taping Travis to get his attention. "Travis Harper is gone, she's not in her room or our room."

He stood up and put his arm around me. "Hey relax, maybe she woke up and came downstairs, check the living room. I'm almost done cleaning the class up." He told me.

I made my way to the living room and was grateful to find her asleep underneath the coffee table. She had her fluffy teddy bear onesie on and was tucked under my fluffy blanket. I laughed a little and got a picture before scooping her up and sitting on the sofa with her. I took the blanket from her which caused a few whines but she settled again when I covered us both up and lay down. I felt her turn into me more and I thought I had woken her up at first but when she didn't say anything I smiled.

I must admit that while I was laying with her I could feel my own exhaustion beginning to show. I closed my eyes a little and next thing I knew Travis was knelt beside me trying to wake me up. He had one hand on my head and the other was shaking Harper a little. "Tay, breakfast is ready. You fell asleep."

For some reason I just didn't feel like it, Harper didn't seem too fussed either. "Baby go with daddy for breakfast." I told her as I gently guided her to sit up then handed her off to Travis. He took her and headed to the kitchen. I eventually drifted back off to sleep.

The next time I woke up I was somehow in bed tucked in and with little Harper sprawled across the bed next to me. I sat up a little and put on Grey's Anatomy since Harper was out cold and Travis didn't seem to be around. Travis eventually popped his head through the door.

"Lunch is ready." He told me and I shook my head. I wasn't going to tell him because I didn't need him to go crazy boyfriend mode and start watching over me but I felt quite sick. "I wasn't asking, I was telling. Just try it." He told me.

He passed me a plate with a sandwich on it then he started to wake Harper up and get her to eat. As soon as I had finished half I had instant regrets when I found myself running to the bathroom. I threw it all back up within seconds and I really wasn't pleased.

Travis knocked on the door. "You alright in there Tay? Do you need me?" He asked

I continued to cough, gag and throw up while also trying to reply. "No... I'm good... don't... come in." I replied.

I was in there for a few minutes just laying against the bathtub and trying to catch my breath a little before getting up and brushing my teeth. Once I opened the bathroom door Travis was standing outside waiting for me and Harper looked worried as well. "I'm okay, I think I will miss lunch though."

Travis put his arm around me and I just lay my head against him, trying to regain some energy before I climbed back in bed. Harper has started scratching the chicken pox so Travis decided to take her downstairs so that I could rest and not have to keep stopping her. He also didn't want Harper catching any more illnesses.

I spent the majority of the day just watching tv in bed and trying to rest as much as possible. Harper eventually joined me and cuddled for a while but she wasn't a fan of Grey's at all. "Off! Scawy!" She said as she covered her eyes. I guess she doesn't want to be a surgeon.

I turned it off and put on a kids show for her while I tried to nap. I say tried because I ended up running to the bathroom to throw up again, I did not appreciate that very much at all. Harper came in. "Mommy okay?" She asked.

I couldn't really catch a second to even reply to her so she panicked. "DADDY! Mommy needs help!" She screamed before running to go find him. I didn't even have to look to know when he got here because I felt his hand on my back and he placed a glass of water by me.

Once I was done I leant against him and closed my eyes, suddenly feeling exhausted. "Try to drink some water." Travis told me and I shook my head.

"I'm fine, I'm not even sick, I probably just ate something bad. I don't want to throw up again." I told him, getting up and heading back to bed.

"Taylor, you are allowed to admit to me that you're sick." He told me. I just sighed and hugged him.

"I think I'm sick." I whispered, pressing play on the kids show and curling into a ball, falling asleep while Harper watched it. The next time I woke up was when Travis was getting in bed himself. Harper was in her own bed and all three cats had joined me while I slept.

"Are you feeling any better?" He asked me and I shrugged. I already knew I was about to be up all night throwing up and feeling shit but that's just part of life I guess. He smiled and pulled me close to him. I cuddled closer and closed my eyes however we weren't there too long before I was throwing up again.

The pattern continued for the rest of the night, the second I got comfortable I would have to go throw up again. All I wanted was to cuddle with Travis and I couldn't even do that. I think I ended up just falling asleep on the bathroom floor eventually. It was a rough

A/N

I hope you enjoyed this part!

This was a request for Taylor to get sick so if this was your request thank you 🫶