Forevermore /// Taylor Swift

Hassle

Havyns pov
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I watched the media fight over who my biological dad was and how they didn't notice that Taylor was pregnant. Some even thought she was making it up, others believed they knew when she gained some weight during her Red Era. I found it absolutely absurd and ridiculous, why were they even commenting on this? Why was it their business of my life and Taylor's? Why would they comment on Taylor's weight when she's the most stunning person I've met? I didn't even want to know who my biological dad was just yet, it was too soon for my anxiety to handle another new relative.

I threw my phone down, annoyed at how some people think. Hating to think that Taylor would see the comments as well. I sighed making my way downstairs, I found Theo and Taylor curled up on the couch together watching a movie. I smiled, seeing Theo snuggled into her made me happy that he was safe.

"Hey Haves." Taylor smiled, resting her head onto Theo's.

I smiled, "hey, where's Maisie?"

"She's playing football with Travy!" Theo piped up, beaming when he saw me.

"Really?" I was slightly shocked at the fact Maisie had actually wanted to play sport without being forced to.

He nodded, returning his attention to the movie. I sat down beside them, curling up into a ball by myself. I kept thinking about the articles the fans were making up about Taylor, knowing I was causing more stress and pain to her than usual. I hated being a burden, an added stress. It ate away at me all night, could this be the tipping point? Will this make them send me away? I always felt like I was on the edge of being left, at any point and I knew that was just the trauma talking. Something inside me always had me terrified that one wrong move could end it all. As much as I loved it here, I didn't want to cause anymore hassle to any of them; Taylor, Travis, Theo or Maisie.

I watched them all snuggled together, Maisie and Travis looked out of breath from football but were enjoying the cuddles with Taylor and Theo. They looked like the perfect family together, and I wasn't sure if I fully fit in. I noticed Taylor's hand was placed on my knee, trying to keep me included. I followed her hand up to her arm, which was wrapped around Theo and my eyes met with hers. Her gorgeous sky blue sparkling eyes, I knew I had inherited them from her but they were just too sad, too traumatised to shine the way hers do. She gave me a soft smile, I couldn't work out what she was thinking.

The later it got, the sleepier Maisie and Theo became. They promised not to be grumpy tomorrow if we let them stay up for twenty extra minutes. Maisie had made her way onto my lap, curled up into my chest. Part of me knew they all still needed me. I've been Theo and Maisie's only source of comfort and love for their whole lives, which is why they clung to me when they were so tired. Showing they were still vulnerable and scared of being alone. I was just as scared.

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The days were counting down to my first day at school in New York. The thought of it made me feel sick, meeting new people and starting new subjects. Especially when people knew I am Taylor swifts daughter.

"Havie?" I zoned back into reality, unaware of my own daydream. I noticed it was just Travis and I in the living room, wondering where everyone else went.

"Sorry." I mumbled, still not fully use to having Travis around.

"It's okay, are you alright? Taylor's just putting Theo and Maisie down for the night." He spoke softly in a reassuring tone like he knew what was going through my mind. I looked up at him, "I'm fine. Can I go help her?"

He nodded, "of course, that's what I was about to do."

We headed upstairs, I excused myself to get ready for bed. Distancing myself from the happy family in the bedroom next door to mine. I sighed, wishing I had an older sibling that took the hit for me. I know it's a horrible thought but maybe I wouldn't have turned out like this. Maybe this all could stop.

I stared at myself in my mirror, raising my shirt a little to see my stomach. It looked bloated from trying to eat like a normal person, although you could still see my ribs quite prominently. I threw on Taylor's sweatshirt that I took when she was at her meeting a few weeks ago. It provided me with so much comfort, especially when I was too scared to ask her for help.

There was a knock on my door, "Haves?"

It was Taylor, her head peered around the door. Seeing me on my bed, she came over to me.

"You've been quiet today." She smiled slightly but I could tell she was concerned. She placed her hand on my knee again, rubbing it slowly, "how are you?"

I shrugged, "fine." I was trying not to let my voice break. She had this thing when she looked at me, knowing something was wrong and it just broke me down. It had happened a few times, where I had caught her eye and started to cry. I didn't understand it, it must be some sort of mother effect.

She tilted her head slightly, "Havie, I know you."

"No you don't." I whispered, being difficult but I couldn't help it.

She sighed, taken back by my answer. She just laid down beside me, pulling me close to her. I tried to fight her off but her arms remained firmly around me. Why was she being like this? I just wanted left alone.

"Let go please." I begged through sobs.

"I've got you, you're okay." She whispered into my ear. My tiredness was taking over, I didn't want to lose. I knew Taylor was just as stubborn, she stayed stroking my hair gently as I slowly fell asleep.

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I woke up beside Taylor, she was on her phone with one arm wrapped around me firmly. My head was on her chest, allowing me to sneakily look at her phone. She was reading the same comments I had read yesterday, she now knew I was the problem again. I was the extra issue in her life. Some of the comments were horrible, I didn't know what to do. How do I protect her from this? I knew it wasn't my job to protect her, but I felt an obligation due to the fact I had caused her these comments.

"Tay." I mumbled sleepily, shifting my head to look up at her.

"Hey gorgeous girl." She smiled turning her phone off. Her nickname provided me comfort, her love language was definitely nicknames and physical touch.

"Don't read them." She looked confused for a minute, before realising what I meant. I facepalmed as now she knew I was watching her on her phone.

"It's not your fault, Haves. I get negative comments no matter what I do," she kissed my forehead, "I could save a dying child and someone would still say I did the wrong thing."

I first thought she was making a dark humoured joke but realised she had tears in her eyes. They really did hate on her for everything she does. My heart broke for her, all she wanted was to make her fans happy.

"I'm sorry, Taylor, it would still be easier without me added into the mix." I didn't look at her when I said it, hurting myself too much as all I wanted was Taylor to keep us forever.

She shook her head, "I love you, Havyn. I want you added into the mix." She smiled at me, happily.

I just squeezed her tightly, knowing she'd never say if I was a bother or anything. I knew what I had to do and I had to do it soon...

/// sorry this one's quite boring! There's drama in the next one I promise, if you've any suggestions for any one of the characters let me know! Would anyone read a greys anatomy fic?///