What I Want

Chapter Thirty One

Taylor's P.O.V

Two Weeks Later...

"Who's a pretty baby?" I coo to Allie as I sit on the queen sized bed upstairs in the house. It was a cooler morning considering it was now Spring and I was in the middle of undressing Allie because I had taken her for a walk to see a few farm animals today. It was pretty funny to watch her too, she didn't really like them. First the sheep had come right up to her and cried and that scared her so I had to get her out of her mountain buggy pram to soothe her, next was the chickens who she watched with fascination from my arms because she didn't want to be in the pram. But now we are back at the house and I'm about to bath Allie in the large bathtub upstairs, whilst supporting her since she isn't quite five months old yet, soon though. As I'm undressing her, I'm focussing on kissing every little toe, finger and blowing raspberries on her belly. She squirms and smiles, which is something she has picked up on. I carry her towards the bathroom and lie her down to strip off her diaper before the bath, she just lies there watching me and before long she is relaxing against my arm while I pour warm water with my other hand over her belly and legs. She is still so cute and adorable, nothing can change my view on how cute she is. I take pictures of her daily just so I can see how she changes from day to day and one day when she's grown up she will be able to see how small she used to be.

I let her play around until she starts to yawn and I know she's sleepy. I pull the plug on the bath and lift her out to lie her on her towel where I pat her dry, because babies skin is so thin you can't rub it. Just as I'm buttoning the last few domes on her pyjama onesie she falls asleep. I smile and lift her up and place her in the cot at the end of my bed. Switching on the baby monitor I head downstairs to plan the '1989 tour' that starts in two weeks. I have daily Skype sessions with my crew and dancers so everyone is ready. Wardrobe is complete and in two weeks I'll be heading to Japan for the two opening nights of the tour before coming back to North America to begin the North America tour. I'm so excited about the tour, but the lack of days remaining remind me of the days that Karlie hasn't remembered me and that makes me sad but I have to carry on. Suddenly my 'borrowed/forced ' phone that Tree gave me starts to ring. 'This can't be good.' I decide as I answer the call. "Hello..." I speak into the phone. "Baby..." the voice on the other end speaks as I almost drop the phone in shock.  "K-Karlie..." I stutter out,
"Mmm, that's right babe." I almost begin to cry but she quickly says, "don't you dare cry." I hold it in as she states. "I'm coming for you, I know where you are." I gasp into the phone as she laughs and I finally find my voice. "No you're not coming." I state deadpanned. She sighs and then clarifies that she is indeed coming to see/get me but I think it's some type of joke so I say, "Whatever," then hang up. I try to shake off the phone call and later that night as I tuck myself into bed I try to talk myself into believing that the call never happened, I finally settle and get some sleep, no crying tonight.

Stretching as I yawn and sit up in the large sunny room the next morning I feel like something is different today. Wandering out to the landing of the two story house I was in I noticed the silence which scared me a little. Walking downstairs and rounding the corner into the kitchen I froze as I came face to face with someone who I thought had forgotten me. "Morning Taylor..." the voice calls I try to move but seem to be frozen in one place. "What are you doing here?" I ask in shock, but it's slowly disappearing. In the sunlight of the kitchen Karlie moves towards me, her hair seems to be more blonde now, she pauses in front of me. "I'm here because I love you and I'm sorry." I attempt to put my head down but she stops me. "What are you doing that for baby?" she questions. I raise my eyes to meet her green ones, eyes that I thought would never remember me. "I just uhm...how?" She takes a deep breath and explains her last two weeks and how miserable they were. "I was waiting and then it hit me and I knew where you were, I knew how to find you and I was happy." I smiled a small smile trying to match her bright smile. She was sunshine once more. "But the phone call, Tree?" I question and she looks behind me where I see Tree holding a placid Allie. "Oh," I state. Karlie lifts my head and moves closer to me.  "I can't drive yet and I knew the only person who would know where you were would be Tree, so I begged her. Well not really. She caved." I glared at Tree who looked away, pretending to be busy with Allie. "So what do you want?" I state. Anger flashes across Karlie's face and I'm reminded of that day in the hospital, but as quickly as I see the anger it's gone and replaced by a smile. "I want you." She states in a raspy voice as she backs me into the fridge, her arms brace me on either side and before I can talk her vanilla flavoured soft lips press gently on mine. She is timid in her actions, not knowing whether to press harder of softer so I make the decision for her.