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Travis' POV
We are drunk. 100% completely wasted. We had four dates. Each had been at our homes because we didn't want to be spotted anywhere. We also wanted to keep this under wraps as long as possible. We officially became boyfriend girlfriend not too long ago. But here we are fifth date at Taylor's New York City apartment. Both if us are giggling messes. Anything we do is hilarious. At this point we're passing the champagne bottle back and forth. None of the pouring into glasses. Straight up we each take a sip then pass it to the other.
"Oh no! I think we're out." Taylor sighed dramatically then proceeded to giggle. " What do we want now?"
"Should we take a break?" It was a stupid question. I knew that. But I still wanted to ask. Even though we've only had four dates, we've talked on the phone every single night for hours and hours, even falling asleep multiple times on the phone. I knew I loved her from the second we had our first date. The way she introduced herself, held conversation and never let them get awkward but she is always so interested in what I had to say. No matter what. I could talk about the most random things and she will look at me like I hung the moon. It's amazing how she is so present in the moment. With all the outside noise and paperizi she only focus on the right now. What's in front of her. After our first conversation over text, I knew I needed to spend the rest of my life with this woman. She makes me feel like I want to be a better person.
"Mmmm. No." She said bluntly, taking an another swing of the champagne. It was now completely empty. "Now I'm sad." She pouted, crossing her arms, making her pouty face at me.
"Why are you sad?" I laugh. She's so cute when she's 'Wizard Taylor' and also really funny. Tay can always make me laugh but right now with us both absolutely wasted, everything is ten times more funny.
"Cause we're out of champange. Duh!" Taylor said more sassy before entering a giggle fit.
"You are so damn cute." I grin, pulling her close to me and placing kisses all over her. The last kiss was a long passionate one on her lips.
"Like where this is going I see?" Taylor smirked, looking up at me.
"Baby you know I would want to." I paused. "But we are both absoutlely drunk and wasted right now."
"No. I'm tipsy." Taylor corrected me. "Maybe you're drunk but I'm not that's for sure."
I laughed. "Whatever you say Baby." I smile, pulling her close to my chest so her head is resting on me.
"Stop laughing at meeee." Taylor whined, covering her face with her hands.
"I'm not laughing at you. You're just so damn adorable."
"Mmm." She smiled.
Taylor shot her head up like she had a lightbulb was lit off. "I have an idea." She smirked.
Uh oh.
Her smirk. The one where her lips curve up and her eyes look off to the side. That means she's up to no good. It's what she does when she's scheming, plotting, announcing anything. It's her tell-tale-sign that she is up to chaos. Even when she hints at easter eggs to make her fans go crazy. I can only hope her 'idea' is within legal range as we are both too far gone and well above the legal limits to be operating heavy machinery.
"What are you scheming for right now?"
"I want food." Is all she says. Bluntly. No filter.
"You want food." I repeat sorta as a question.
