You Belong To Me (Kaylor)

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Karlie was right by morning, newspapers and online gossip sites had candid shots of Karlie and Paige. One headline read, 'KLOSS' SWIFT REPLACEMENT'. Of course this particular paper has one of the worst pictures imaginable. Karlie's hair was a mess, as her tank top was rising a little to high. She looked like she literally just rolled out of bed. Due to the paparazzi not leaving the previous day, Paige stayed at Karlie's place all day long. Luckily it was her day off. She wasn't able to leave until nearly 9pm. Karlie apologized profusely for what they did to her. Although Paige kept saying it was ok, Karlie doubted the girl would probably ever want to hang out with her again.

The model braced herself for the phone calls that she expected to be receiving. Her family, friends and the one she dreaded the most, Taylor.

And just like clockwork, they began.

"Hi mom. A friend. No I'm not dating her. She slept over. NO MOM. On the couch. I know I know. Ok. Bye."

"Hi Lily. A friend. No I'm not dating her. She slept over. NO LIL. On the couch. I know I know. Ok. Bye"

The questions were all the same:
Who is the girl?
Are you dating her?
Why was she there?
Did you have sex?
Where did she sleep?
You know this doesn't look good?
What about Taylor?

"Hi Cara. A friend. Yup. Slumber party in my bed. Hell fucking yeah. With me. Probably not. I don't care."

"KARLIE KLOSS YOU'RE MY FUCKING HERO!!" Cara yelled.

"Hahahahaha, I'm just joking Cara. Nothing happened. My phone has just started ringing and everyone is asking the same questions. You're the only one who would appreciate my sense of humor though. Her name is Paige and she works at that bar and grill place we went to the night of your flight. We just started talking. She's pretty cool. I invited her over and we fell asleep on the couch."

"What were you guys watching?"

"Orange is the New Black."

"You fucked, didn't you? Tell me the truth Karlie."

"Cara, I didn't have sex with her."

"Then what happened? What DID you do?"

"Nothing Cara."

"You're lying."

"Why would you say that, Car?"

"Because two hot gay girls do not watch those hot ass sex scenes between Piper and Alex without touching each other at least. OH SHIT, THAT'S IT. YOU GUYS TOUCHED EACH OTHER. DIDN'T YOU?"

"Fine, she started to touch me and I stopped it from going any further. We watched a couple more episodes before we both fell asleep. In the morning she left, not knowing the paparazzi would be out there. I heard the noise through the window and went to save her before she was attacked."

"Did you want to have sex with her?"

"Oh my God yesssss. But I couldn't bring myself to do it because my 'fiancé' kept popping up in my fucking head because no matter how hard I try I can't stop loving her. But the crazy part is that I know that if Paige fought to keep me from pulling her hand away, I would have given up and let her do whatever she wanted to me. How insane is that?"

"Kar, it's not insane. Paige is hot and you're horny. It's a bad combo, especially when there's a fiancé in the mix and she's not one of the two main characters. Speaking of Taylor, what are you going to do? Is she still writing you letters?"

"I have no idea what I'm doing and yes, I get a letter a day but I haven't read them for like the last 19 days."

"So, now what? Are you two done?"

"I don't know Cara. She needs to prove to me that she wants me and she hasn't done that yet. Listen, let me give you a call back, someone is at the door."

Karlie went to the door and was greeted by a delivery man.

"Are you Karlie Kloss?"

"Yes."

"Here you go."

The man handed Karlie three dozen roses. Some were Lavender, yellow, orange, pink and red. She was also handed two cards.

As she made her way back inside, she reached for the first card that was labeled to open it first. Inside the was a folded up letter.

"Dear Karlie,
I wanted to send you roses, but not just any roses. These are specific to how I personally have felt about you since the moment we met.

The lavender represents the 'love at first sight' feeling that I had when we first met. I remember seeing you from across the room. You were this beautiful ray of light. The way you stroked your hair and held yourself intrigued me and I knew I needed to get to know you better. When we shook hands, I could feel an electricity that surged through my body. It was as if you woke something from deep in my soul and I knew I had to be with you.

The yellow roses signify the happiness you bring to my life. When I'm with you, nothing else matters. When we zip lined through the jungle of Thailand, I was scared to death but I knew I didn't have to be because I had you right beside me. You gave me comfort and a feeling of peace. You cheer me up when I'm sad with your goofy facial expressions. You just make me so happy all the time and the thought of not having that happiness ever again, scares the hell out of me.

The orange represent my desire for you and the passion I have for you. I hate when you're away because I want to be with you always. I desire to breathe in the same air as you and feel the rise and fall of your chest when I'm laying silently on top of you. I crave your touch all the time. You touch me like I'm a porcelain doll, so gentle and caring. I love how passionate you are and how you share your innermost feelings with me. When I'm with you, I want to be all you'll ever need.

The pink symbolizes the admiration I have for you. You're smart, kind and caring. I love watching you interact with your family. How your sisters eyes brighten up when you walk in the room, like you're all that matters. Do you remember the night in Italy when you held me in your arms and told me that you still get butterflies in your stomach when you see me because you're anxious? You want to hold me and never let me go. I know that feeling because I feel it to. I never want to let you go. I can't and I won't. I need you in my life.

The red is my love for you, which is why there are more red roses than any other color. One of our last nights in Italy, we had a romantic dinner on the beach. After we walked along the waters edge we sat on the sand and watched the reflection of the moon in the water. I turned to you and told you that we may hit rough periods in our relationship, but I promised you that I would always be there for you. This was the same night I gave you your promise ring and promised to never leave you and to love your forever. Karlie, I still mean every word I said that night. I love you more than anything or anyone in this world. I need you. You're my best friend. You've always been enough for me and I love you so much. I want our 'happily ever after'. I want to wake up to your beautiful smile and your gorgeous green eyes, every morning as your wife.

Baby, please give me another chance. Please tell me that it's not over. I've made mistakes, I know I have and I'll spend the rest of my life making up for it, proving to you that I'm not a waste of your time. Tell me that you haven't found someone else and that you remember what we've had. I know I embarrassed you and your family and if I could go back and change that night, I would. I'll do anything for you. Just please give me another chance.
I love you with every part of who I am.
Taylor

Karlie opened the second envelope which was filled with pictures of the two of them on their trips together. On the back of each picture were little reminders of exactly where they were and the feeling Taylor had at the moment those pictures were taken.

The model sat there, holding her head in her hands as she cried. She cried at the memories of how happy they were. How she loved breathing in Taylor's scent when they hugged and falling into a trance when gazing into her eyes. She loved how soft her skin was, as she would glide her hand up and down her bare body when they were in bed together. She loved and missed her princess so much and yet, she knew she wasn't going back.