Not just a fan..

I think i know what i want

Karlee POV
It had been a week since Nirvana left to go to Omaha with Sam and Nate. Nate texted me a few times about talking everything out. I was avoiding the conversation so I hadn't opened the texts. Things were going great with Taylor, he was really committed to taking it slow and letting me figure everything out. After having time to think the past week with Taylor working on touring and hardly being around and Nate out of town I think I had finally figured out what I wanted to do. I took a deep breath and went to my texts looking for Nates name. It was still under "Babe 😍" considering I was stalling the hurt of changing it.
To Babe 😍;
" when you get back we do need to talk. "
I sent the message and locked my phone anxiously waiting for a reply. Within 2 seconds of sending it my phone lite up with a message from him.
From Babe 😍;
" thank you. I hope you can forgive me babygirl I never meant to hurt you. I love you Karlee."
I held back the tears while reading it and began typing,
To Babe 😍;
"Okay. See you tomorrow. Bye Nathan ."
I locked my phone and walked to the bathroom grabbing a tissue. I heard the front door open and my name being called.
"Karlee I'm back! You here?" Taylor yelled from the next room.
"Yeah Tay I'm in the bathroom gimme one second." I wipes my face of tears and my nose. I heard footsteps coming down the hall.
"What's wrong ?" Taylor asked from the doorway. "Is it about Nate?"
I nodded wiping my face with my sleeve,
"He comes back tomorrow and he and I are going to talk. I'm just scared of how it's going to go."
Taylor pulled me into a hug and kissed my head.
"It'll be fine Kar, Want me to go with you?"
I shook my head pulling away.
"No it's fine. I'm just gonna meet up with him somewhere I'll text you afterwards. "
Taylor nodded and rubbed my arm before walking to his room. I walked back into the living room and grabbed my phone.
From Babe 😍;
"Ight see you then I love you."
I opened the message but didn't reply, I just threw my phone on the couch and searched Netflix for something to watch . Taylor came down the hall with wet hair, shorts and no shirt. He plopped on the couch next to me and laid his head in my lap. I smiled and found a movie for us to watch, we laid in this position with me playing with his hair until he moved closer to cuddle and we both fell asleep. I was dreading the conversation tomorrow but in the moment I was happy with the current situation of cuddling with Taylor.