5 years later
"Ali, Luke, let's go!" Taylor yelled out at them. She heard them running down the stairs and smiled. She saw them smile at her. "Are you guys ready to go?" She questioned, grabbing her keys as they trailed behind her.
"Yes, mommy. Are we going to get Ricky?" Luke asked, grinning at his mom as he took her hand and his sister took the other.
"We are, baby." She closed the door, walking to the car and putting them in their car seat, strapping them in, before opening the driver's door and getting in. She started the car and drove to Ricky's school. Ricky was now eleven and he was a handsome little boy, still a lot like his dad. He loved music, probably from spending so much time going his parents' concerts or being in the studio with them.
Alison and Luke were five. Both had Taylor's blue eyes and they were adorable little souls. Alison had long blonde hair, like her mom used to have when she was younger while Luke had his hair like his dad, dirty blonde and short. Alison was a funny little girl, always trying to make everyone laugh and she was super sweet. She was a dramatic child, always putting on plays in the living room on Christmas and although Luke was more reserved he still loved to talk to everyone, he enjoyed being on his own though and he was a daddy's boy, always wanting to be with him.
Richard and Alison had quite a bond. It amazed Taylor in many ways. Richard was super protective of his little sister. They loved spending time together. Richard had even taught Alison how to play a little bit of piano, even though her fingers were too small. He had learned how to play from Taylor, it was like their favorite thing to do together, play piano and Richard loved it.
Taylor pulled up at the school and saw her son waving at her, smiling when he noticed she was there. He walked to the car and opened the door.
"Hey, mom." He smiled, kissing her cheek. He looked at the back of the car. "Hey, guys." He greeted his brother and sister as they waved, laughing.
"How was your day, honey?" She asked him, driving away from the school, glancing at him when they stopped at a red light.
"It was good. Math is boring, though." He laughed. If there was one thing anyone knew about Richard, was that he hated math.
"Nothing new then." She giggled. "We're going over to your dad's studio, before going home. He was just finishing some stuff so he wanted us to go there." She told her son, looking at the twins through the rearview mirror to keep an eye on them.
"Cool. Can I play with the buttons?" He questioned with a smirk on his face.
"Ask your dad. It's not my studio." She said, rolling her eyes. Richard had an obsession with being in the studio with either of his parents, he loved to go there.
"By the way, mom, when are you going to take me to the studio with you?" He smiled. He loved being in the studio with his mom, especially but just because it was a different type of music than what his dad does. Richard seemed to have inherited Taylor's gift for songwriting and over the past year Taylor worked with him and even produced a few demos he had written. She knew he had a future, it was impossible to deny that and since she opened her own record label, she thought she could give him a shot but Richard didn't want that, he wanted to earn a record deal by himself not because his mom is Taylor Swift and his dad is Calvin Harris but because he was talented enough to do it and that made Taylor extremely proud.
"Maybe next week, kid but we'll see." She grinned at him. Minutes later she was parking the car and walking into the building.
"Good evening, Mrs. Wiles." The girl at the reception greeted. Taylor and Adam had gotten married almost a year after the twins were born. It had been a beautiful day, everyone had fun and people cried, Taylor and Adam more than anyone. Karlie gave a brilliant made of honor speech and Charlie, Adam's best man decided to make everyone laugh with his speech. Ed sang Tenerife Sea as their first dance. It had been a dream.
"How many times do I have to tell you that you can call me Taylor, Emily?" Taylor laughed, with Alison on her hip and holding Luke's hand.
"He's in room four. Taylor." The dark haired girl smiled, as Taylor moved towards the elevator. She walked along the corridor like she had done too many times to count before. A small smile made its way onto her face when she saw the number four on the door. She entered the door making his head turn in her direction, a warm smile spreading across his face as she put Alison down and the twins ran to their dad.
"Oh wow. I missed you guys." He held him tightly in his arms.
"Daddy , don't be silly, you had lunch with us." Alison giggled.
"I still missed you, princess." He told her kissing her head, as they went to sit down on the couch. "Hey, kid." He smiled at Ricky, standing up to give him a hug. Richard pulled away, sitting down in one of the chairs. He was looking at down at the buttons in amazement, it happened every time. "Go ahead, Ricky." Adam laughed. His eyes travelled to Taylor. "Hi, my love." He pulled her closer to him, pressing his lips against hers as her arms went around his neck.
"Hello, babe." She grinned at him, holding him in her arms, resting her head on his chest. She looked at their children, proud of the family they had created.
"How is this little one doing?" He asked, placing a hand on her bump. Once again, Taylor had accidentally gotten pregnant again and they had found out about five months ago. Although it was surprise they embraced it with open arms and loved the baby as soon as they knew about it.
"She's doing okay. She's been kicking quite a lot though." She giggled, resting her hand on top of his.
"Four kids, huh?" He smirked.
"Yeah because you can't control yourself." She slapped his chest and he laughed.
"I love you so much." He whispered in her ear, after a few moments.
"I love you more." She murmured, intertwining their fingers together as their journey through life together continued. Adventure after adventure. Battle after battle. Together forever.
