Rule Breakers- A Tayvis story

Twenty

Taylor POV 

I had to give up so many things when i chose the spotlight but their were few things that i wanted to keep and what i thought i was allowed to keep, maybe i was wrong. 

I would never be ungrateful for the fans and the opportunities that i am given but sometimes it was all a little bittersweet. 

I always thought that my house would be my safe space, no body with cameras would come in unless i said they could and i would always be surrounded by people who loved and cared for me or were at least getting paid to care about my safety but now even home felt unsafe and i knew that for a while i couldn't go back, i no longer had an escape from the crazy world that i lived in and that scared the shit out of me 

No matter what happened to me or how bad things got in my life i would never ever talk to a therapist, i think that they are amazing people and can truly help so much but i would never be able to trust someone with such personal things. No matter how many NDA's i got someone to sign or how many times they promised to keep my secrets i could never let someone know absolutely everything about me. Ever. So the best i got was my mum and she was amazing but their were still things i couldn't tell her and so my emotions all sometimes just become a little to much to handle and i would breakdown. 

Which is what was happening now. Travis had gotten up from the bed hours ago and gone to look after his nieces after trying hut failing to get me up and out of the bed. I didn't feel like i could get out of the comfort i had created for myself and i definitely couldn't handle having so many people around me so i decided that i would stay in bed all day. 

I knew that someone kissing me without my consent really wasn't that big of a deal to many people but to me, this man was paid to look after me and make sure i was safe and okay. Yet he was the reason that i was no curled up in my brother-in-law's guest room bed wit tears slowly making their way down my face. 

My thoughts are broken when i hear the door open, i move my head to find a little girl standing in the doorway with a smile that quickly dropped when she saw me 

"Hi Auntie Tay" She says as she walks closer 

"Why are you sad?" Wyatt asks as she struggles to get onto the bed 

"Hey sweetie" I greet 

"Wyatt girlie you have to come out of here" Travis walks into the room 

"Uncle Travy Taylor needs a hug she is sad" I smile as Wyatt's little arms try to come around me as she flops onto me 

"Thank you sweetheart" I whisper, patting her small back 

"Do you feel better now?" She asks, pulling herself off of me and smiling wide as she moves to sit next to me 

"So much better" I smile, wiping the stray tears 

"Bye" Wyatt runs out of the room and down the hall 

"Baby girl, can i do something for you?" Travis walks closer, dropping on his knees so he is eye level with me lying on the bed 

"No, i was just having a moment, i can get up now" I explain 

"You don't have to" He offers softly 

"I should" 

"Okay" 

I slowly get up out out of bed, Travis leaving the room so i can get dressed and get myself looking somewhat okay for the rest of the day. Once done i walk down the hall to see two out of the three little girls sitting on the couch watching a movie and Travis cleaning the kitchen. 

I walk straight into the kitchen and wrap my arms around Travis torso, placing my head on his shoulder as i breath in his scent. 

"You okay princess?" Travis asks as his hands find a place on either side of my waist, i nod in return 

"Auntie Tay can you come watch with us please" I hear Wyatt beg as she leans over the back of the couch to talk to me 

"Of course sweetheart"  I let go of Travis and walk over to the couch before placing myself in the corner. 

As soon as i am sat both girls scramble over to find a comfortable place on me, i let out a giggle and place one arm around each of them pulling them close. This is how Travis must feel every time i make him my personal chair, or mattress, or couch.  

Travis' family is only knew to me but still as i sit here with two tiny humans i feel more comfort than i have in a while, i move my eyes to the screen that they are both glued to and mindlessly think about what to do. 

Maybe a vacation with Travis was a good idea. 

I need to tell Tree i fired Daniel.