Pitch Perfect Harmony

I Kissed A Girl

"You asked if I ever kissed a girl and liked it. Because you've seen clips from the VMAs", Taylor decided to talk about it now. Her crying breakdown had her exhausted but she didn't want to leave him in the dark about what his question triggered. "Yeah, there were just so many comments on that. I thought it was funny", he explained himself. "Yeah... well... Did you ever read about the Gaylores?", she asked painting quotation marks in the air. "Noo", he said confused. "There's a... good bunch of people who... well... think that I'm gay", Taylor summarized. Travis couldn't hold back a small laugh at that. "Okay", he then said. "May I ask why?", he asked. "Ahm...", she hesitated. "Hey, I'm not doubting you", he assured her because she still seemed so vulnerable.

"I have kissed a girl before. It was... just experimenting I think. It wasn't serious. We were friends and trying some things out", Taylor explained silently. As if she was scared that someone else was listening too. "There's nothing wrong with that", he decided to say even though she seemed like she wasn't quite done yet. She smiled up at him a little. "You think that", she said. "People caught us holding hands and since then these rumors are just a constant background noise for me. Every time I say something about LGBTG+ rights or wear something gay, whatever that means...", she continued. Travis listened carefully and he was honestly a little surprised that he hadn't heard anything of that before. "So they think you're... bi or what? Cause...", he gestured between them. "No, they think this is fake", she told him.

Travis leaned over to kiss her softly leaving her surprised. "No, I really love you a lot", he said as if he just made sure. Taylor chuckled and kissed him again. "I love you too. And see, if I was bi, I chose you out of even more possibilities", she joked cheesily. Travis laughed. "Ey, I don't care. This is real, and if you wanna go out and dance to Katy Perry then please do that as long as you come home", he said. She smiled and cuddled into him again. "I'm tired now", she whispered. "I bet. And next time you need to cry and scream and punch something, you tell me and we figure out how to deal with that", he said while combing through her hair. "I'm just scared that we fight because I freak out like that", she told him. "That's why you went upstairs?", he assumed. She nodded. "Okay, but if you can tell me that it's a breakdown and not personal, then I believe you. You know that, right?", he asked. "I'll try", she said. "I'll listen. And now we go to bed", he whispered against her head before kissing her temple.

"God I look horrible", Taylor laughed when they stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom to get ready for bed. Her mascara was ruined from the crying and her skin looked a bit damaged too. She sighed almost too tired to take her makeup off herself. "Sit down", Travis smiled and placed the stool from next to the tub in front of the sink. "Why?", she asked confused. "I'll take care of you", he smiled. "Why?", she asked again but this time sitting down and chuckling at the same time. "Cause I want to. Maybe it's relaxing? I hope it might be", he said. "Can we... put the big light out then?", she asked. If this now was about relaxing, then the bright light was definitely not helping. He immediately did so.

Then he told her to close her eyes and began to gently wipe her makeup off. "Is this the right one?", he asked about a face lotion then. Taylor looked at it quickly and nodded with a soft smile. His big hands tracing these soft patterns on her face felt calming. Grounding her and making her feel at peace. He was the sweetest. The cold cream felt good too and when he was done, she felt a lot better already. "Thank you", she smiled more tired now. "Go to bed now. I'll be right there", he said and kissed her head before softly pushing her in the direction of the door. She chuckled but did what he had said. "We'll make it a cozy day tomorrow, hm?", he suggested when he came to bed too. "You don't need to treat me like a raw egg after every breakdown I ever have", she smiled but cuddled up to him quickly. "If you break down because you had a few days with way too much packed into them, then I will make you take a break", he insisted booping her nose then. "You won, good night", she yawned after he put the lights out. "There's nothing to win", he whispered pulling her against his chest again. "Good night, Allie", he added making her smile one last time before falling asleep.

Just to make it clear: This is fictional. I do not claim to write about what's true, and I do not even think that things happen(ed) the way I tell the story. I criticize people highly who publicly speculate about celebrities' or anybody's sexuality and other sensitive, private topics.

On a lighter note: New album?!?!
I officially quit sleeping I guess 😂