Our Small Miracle - Adopted by Taylor Swift

Part 40

Taylor's POV

Negative, negative, negative.

Positive?

But there was only one positive. I frowned a little and picked it up, looking closer. There was a really faint second line. This caused me to check the other three and make sure that they were negative before opening the door again. I handed Travis all four tests before heading back to the bathroom to throw up again.

I didn't have much energy in me at all, I needed to just get home and sleep. I was now wearing one of Travis hoodies and some shorts. "Oh I wonder who you got that from." He said when he saw me. I laughed a little and sat next to him.

"Tay, you know one of these is positive right?" He asked and I nodded.

"It's a false positive Travis, babies don't make themselves. Travis it's not even possible for me to be pregnant, we've never even had any longer than five minutes alone without Harper crying or coming in our bed." I told him bluntly. I cuddled closer to him. Harper was fast asleep on the other end of the sofa, clearly all of her performing wore her out. It was getting a bit annoying that we couldn't ever spend time together but there's not much we can do to change that.

We got in the car and got home and I left Harper in the car for Travis to get, I didn't feel like doing anything I just wanted to get in bed. I knew it would be impossible to have a baby if Harper is always sleeping in our room but for some reason I was still disappointed to see the word negative. Travis got her to bed and when he came into our room I was curled in a ball staring at the wall. "Hey, are you mad?" He asked.

"I'm not mad, just hurt. I think I got my hopes up." I mumbled. He nodded and cuddled up with me.

"I understand, if you want a baby that's not a problem Tay, we can arrange that you just have to tell me and we can have Harper go stay with my parents or something for a night." He told me. There were too many things that made it impossible.

"Travis we can't, it's not fair on Harper, we don't even know how she is going to react when Ellie comes back, never mind a baby. She would freak out. Besides, I can't get pregnant, I'm on tour." I told him. He nodded and little and just hugged me tighter. I was getting a bit fed up with never seeing my own boyfriend. The last time we went on a date we had to go rescue Harper from her moms house and before then our last date must have been before we even took her in.

"Well we could foster another kid if you wanted to? Does Not have to be permanent, it could be temporary." He told me. I shrugged a little. Deep down I just wanted a little baby of my own, I wanted to do it myself. Adoption is too scary. There's always a fear that the birth parents could pop up again and it's such a disaster then they do. It's hard to watch a child go even if it's not yours. Myself and Travis did a lot of fostering after Ellie left for college and before we met Harper. Usually you have the child for a month, get attached and they're gone.

I didn't really feel like talking anymore so I just closed my eyes and fell asleep. Harper managed to sleep in her own room again for the full night which was an absolute miracle. She's done two nights in a row and I was honestly baffled. I went into her room to wake her up. "Morning gorgeous girl, time to get up because I've got some questions for you." I told her as I opened her curtains.

She whined a little and rubbed her eyes before stretching her arms out. "Come on, it's morning time and you slept in your big girl bed all alone. I'm so proud of you." I told her as I scooped her up and walked downstairs. I decided that if I kept my attention on Harper then I wouldn't get upset about the negative tests.

I put some lucky charms in front of her and a glass of milk. She looked at me as if I was insane for giving her it in a glass. "You're a big girl you can learn to drink out of a glass, no more sippy cups." I told her.

She nodded a little and begrudgingly took a sip from the glass. I smiled a little and sat opposite her with some toast. Travis joined us and sat beside me. I was grateful to have not thrown up and could finally bring myself to try keeping food down. "Right then Miss Harper, what were you doing on stage yesterday, who's idea was that?" I asked her.

She giggled a little and put a handful of cereal in her mouth. She began to talk while trying to eat it. "Wait until you have eaten what's in your mouth please, it's rude to talk with your mouth full." I warned her.

She rolled her eyes and spat out her food onto the table. I gave her my "are you really testing me right now" look before grabbing a tissue and wiping it up. "Don't let me see you do that again." I told her.

"Daddy told me go on stage." She told me and I nodded a little before turning to Travis with a smile. "You do know she is all over social media now, people want her surprise appearances more." I told him and he laughed.

"I guess she was born to be a star." He told me and I smiled. I was still upset and hurt but between him and Harper I could keep myself from thinking about it all day. I must admit I was being harsh on harper suddenly making her act her age and correcting her manners but I was just trying to make her mature a little. I want a polite little girl who can use her knife and fork and won't spit food all over the table.

I was also trying to slowly take her off the pacifiers and stop her having a bottle at any time in the day or night. She's three and it's time for her to start learning. Maybe I was taking my frustration out on her but it wasn't causing any harm, it was just a bit of correction and helping her mature. I don't want her to be 4 and still have a bottle of milk before bed.

I noticed her chewing with her mouth open out of the corner of my eye and for some reason I couldn't help my temper. I was annoyed and upset and she was testing me today for some reason. "Harper, close your mouth when you're eating, it's impolite. And sit still while you're at the table." I told her before rolling my own eyes.

"Hey chill out." Travis told me gently. I felt his hand on my back.

Harper grabbed her bowl of lucky charms and screamed before throwing it at me. "You being a meanie today!" She screamed before folding her arms.

"I'm so tired of this shit! It's all the same old, same old and I'm tired of it. Your attitude is disgusting and I'm trying to help but I'm sick of it! I'm done!" I screamed before getting up and heading to my room. I didn't even care that she was crying, I was hurting and she wasn't helping.

A/N

Hi guys, I just wanted to let you know that my other story "Tour Troubles" is in fact a prequel to this fanfic. If you don't understand who Ellie is and you haven't read that I suggest you head over and take a look as Ellie may end up making an appearance in this fanfic.

I hope that you enjoyed! Please leave lots of comments and let me know any requests you have.

Also I'm really sorry if you thought Taylor was pregnant 😅