Kaylor Family One-Shots

Night

Definition of a nightmare: A frightening or unpleasant dream or a very unpleasant or frightening experience or prospect

"What do you mean, hey when you don't want me to move but you tell me to go what do you mean..." The sound echoing through the penthouse apartment in Tribeca in New York. It is there in that kitchen that you will find a pair of blonde haired women singing into wooden spoons and dancing the strangest of dance moves. They are best friends and have been best friends since the older blonde moved to New York in the middle of 2014, the younger one has always found her blonde friend to be the most amazing woman she has ever met so endearing and caring. What this woman is unaware of is how the public will see both women and how their feelings will develop.

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March 2015 is busy, but for Taylor Swift it is the beginning of a very busy year. Her tour for 1989, her newest album which soared to the top of the charts in late 2014 and stayed for eleven weeks, but right now Taylor is in the middle of an argument with her parents, management and her publicist. On one side of the table is management and her publicist and the other side is Taylor and her family. The room is frosty, no one willing to talk first until Andrea Finlay speaks. "Well this is simply pointless; in all the time we have known each other I can't believe that now you are treating her like this." Taylor looks at her mom, thankful for the never ending support her entire family gives her. "It's not like that Andrea and you know it's not, but this is wrong." Taylor inhales as the door opens and her brother Austin walks in nodding curtly at his sister's management before sitting next to his father. "So what's the big deal?" He questions sitting down and staring at the rest of the table, management look uncomfortable and Taylor's publicist Tree looks like she is confused. "Well?" he questions again. Finally Scott looks up and says, "We are talking about the future of your sister's career Austin, a scandal like this could rock her unstable foundation. Music isn't a sound future anymore." Taylor looks at management and for the first time she sees exactly what everyone warned her about when she first signed her contract with Big Machine. 'Beware they all want money and a good image.' Standing up as her family stare at her but smile as Taylor turns to her management company and publicist. "This idea of Karlie and I isn't going away anytime soon. I will not be shelving this nor making any comment. To shelve it would be to say that it isn't real and I don't know whether it is real or not. All I know is that Karlie and I are really good friends and I will not be told by you who I can or can't talk to. Understand." Taylor states before walking to the door of the office room and going to leave, she pauses and looks back. "Oh and I'm a lesbian." Before smiling and leaving the meeting.

The remaining people look at each other as Andrea Finlay and Scott and Austin Swift follow Taylor out of the building. Tree looks at the management and says, "I'm not doing anything. I agree with her. Karlie is her friend and although she may be into girls that doesn't change anything. If your image means more to you than that woman who has made your label succeed then you better find some new talent because she will not stay if you make her ignore Karlie." Tree looks at the group of six management and sees them nod before they say. "We will discuss it." Tree sighs and leaves the room almost running into Austin Swift on the way out. "Well?" he questions as Tree looks at him
"Time will tell, thankfully I knew about this in advance." Austin has a look of shock on his face.
"What do you mean?"
"Anyone who was at Victoria's Secret last year knows that your sister is in love with Karlie Kloss, whether she chooses to acknowledge it or not." Tree states with a final nod before leaving.  Austin Swift watches as his sisters management file out and he looks at them with horror. One of them is on his phone talking to someone and as he walks past Austin he states out loud. "Yes, a lesbian. Taylor Swift is a lesbian, I'll settle for forty." Austin can hardly contain his anger as another man speaks. "Forty thousand? That's cheap for a story that big." The man with the big mouth states. "No way, forty million dollars. Anything to catch that floozy out. All those boys for nothing." He states as all six men walk off and Austin Swift is left seething mad about what he has just heard. Pulling out his phone he dials the one number except for his families he knows by heart. "It has to be today." He states before hanging up and leaving. Austin knows that whatever he does he has to stall the story for at least twelve hours so that Taylor can be swept off her feet. He isn't aware that Taylor is in her hotel right now talking to her best friend Selena. "I know Sel, but I can't allow it to be let out by anyone except myself."
"Come on Taylor, it's just news that you are a lesbian. What can happen?" Taylor takes a deep breath before stating. "Isn't it obvious? I could lose my career. I worked so hard for so long." Selena is sympathetic but still ends the conversation the exact same way she has been for the last four months. "Tell her Taylor. You may be surprised." But Taylor is nervous. Can she really go up to her best friend in the whole world and tell her how madly in love with her she is? Taylor wonders if she is brave enough, her family think so and they are her biggest supporters but what about Karlie. Would she be ready for Taylor to come out with such a huge thing like the fact that she loves her. Taylor can only ever see the bad and this causes her to freak out and worry. Her family knows what to do they lie her down and comfort her and that's when she hears it.

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Karlie's P.O.V

"Taylor...Taylor...Taylor..." I rolled over in bed five minutes ago trying to hug my beautiful wife without having to open my eyes but it didn't last. Feeling a very sweaty Taylor right next to me I reach out and immediately pull her towards me while trying desperately to wake her from her nightmare. It's the third time this week that she's had a nightmare and I can almost guess what it's about. I continue to try and wake Taylor up and finally her eyes snap open and for a minute total fear occupies them until she sees my face I see and feel her physically relax next to me. "K-Karlie..." she cries reaching for me, I gladly take her and pull her body flush against mine. "Shush Tay, you were dreaming again." She whimpers slightly like you would expect a child to do but her fears are very real. I can still remember her mom teaching me how to deal with them once when we stayed with them before we got married and I never took it seriously until I experienced one. The shaking, the fear of being abandoned by everyone she loves and most of all inflicting all she deals with onto someone else or god forbid her children. Her shaking continues as she attempts to get closer and closer to me, and I can feel the edge of the bed is right behind me so I stop being nice and state. "Taylor, you need to calm down. Put your head right here and listen to my heartbeat, feel it beating steady. Now breathe in and out to the beats of my heart." I tell her as I listen to her slowly calming down, I decide to rub her back as well. My hand traces her back, up and down her spine until the shaking has stopped and she is relaxed on my chest. "You better now?" I question as she sits up and nods. I know by now not to ask if she is okay because chances are she is still thinking about the nightmare and how real it seems to her.

Glancing at the clock I see it's nearly 1.00am and as I take a deep breathe I speak in a low voice to Taylor. "Do you want to talk about it?" I question. She shakes her head like I knew she would. She hates to burden people with her problems and it's something that was drummed into her by ex-boyfriends who never cared for her at all. It's taken nearly three years of being together as a couple for me to break her walls down. The first two years we were friends, albeit very close friends and many fans had fun making up cool 'ship' names for us but it wasn't until the night of the VMA music awards that we noticed the sparks, simple things like her letting me take her private jet back to New York because I started NYU the next day and she flew coach to her next concert place. She insisted she didn't care but it wasn't until I spoke in depth about it to Lily that Lily told me in depth about the ex-boyfriends or ex-lovers and while we have occasionally spoken about it, I have never mentioned that I already know. I let her tell me when she is ready. "Okay, well lets sleep then." I mention as she nods and situates herself in the bed, her head on my chest and her hand running circles on my abs. It doesn't take much for silence to fill the room, but not sleep. "Kar?" she questions as I hum to let her know I'm listening. "What if this affects our child?"

"It won't Taylor, I won't let it and neither will you." Taylor seems content with my answer and cuddles back in and within ten minutes is asleep and I can finally breathe normally and sleep too. I know that she is worried about the impact of her life as a singer on our newly adopted daughter Jasmine who is ten and arrives at 9.00am today, but I also know that all it takes to calm her down is someone willing to listen to the issue not caring who she is or how much money she has. I'm so glad that I will always be that person for her, I will always be there for her to tell me how her day was or to be sassy with her when she gets made fun of at award shows and hopefully together and with the love of our new daughter we can teach everyone the value of love isn't seen through gender or culture it is seen through the expression of love between two people and that is what I have with Taylor and I am thankful every day to be able to call Taylor Swift my wife.