Kaylor Family One-Shots

Love is Tragedy (Part Two)

Karlie's P.O.V

"Karlie...you need to come here." Taylor calls from upstairs in the apartment. I quickly rush upstairs and find my wife in our shared bathroom. "What is it?" I question as she turns to me with tears streaming down her face. "I'm pregnant Karlie." Surrounding sounds fade out as I look at her. "You're what?" She comes over to me and hands me the test. "Oh my gosh, your pregnant honey." She nods and hugs me, "we have to go for an ultrasound Karlie." I nod and rush off to make an appointment and within three hours we are back from the doctors having just had it confirmed that Taylor is now three weeks pregnant. I lead the way upstairs back to the apartment, groaning at the fact that we have a duplex apartment in Tribeca where the elevator doesn't even work. "This will have to be fixed, right Karlie?" Taylor calls from behind me. I turn around because I wasn't even listening to her. "What?" She stares at me and then says,
"The elevator, before I get too pregnant." I nod my head and agree with her but she still frowns at me slightly. I have no idea what her issue is. 'Pregnancy hormones probably.' I think in a smart arse voice. "Want lunch Karlie?" she calls from the kitchen as I lounge on the couch.
"No thanks I'm going to the gym." I say as I head upstairs to change into my gym clothes. I find them easily since Taylor does the washing most days since she has no tours anymore. To be honest I'm excited to finally have a baby with Taylor. We have been married for over a year and I think that it's the perfect way to celebrate it. Kissing Taylor goodbye as I head out and she passes me my water bottle with a slice of lemon in the bottom of it and a protein bar for later. "Have fun." She states as I head out. 'She's amazing.' I decide on my way to the gym so I text her how amazing she is and all she says back is. 'I love you' but I take it.

Three months into the pregnancy and I can see how foul the hormones can be. I have been stuck sleeping in the spare guest room for the last three nights because Taylor is so damn hormonal. I never expected it to be like this and now I'm beginning to wonder if we should have this baby or not. Taylor is dramatic anyway usually in the funny sense but I wonder how much more of this behaviour I can really take. Lounging on the couch eating a burger after a shoot that I practically starved myself for I feel calm but it doesn't last long when Taylor walks in from being out and about and says, "what are you doing Karlie? I waited for ages for you but you never turned up." I turn and look at her, my mouth filled with burger. Swallowing I say, "what do you mean? I just got home from the shoot in Queens. Where were you?" Taylor glares at me.
"At the three month check-up." My face instantly burns as I feel ashamed that I didn't go.
"Oh, I uhm...I forgot about that." Taylor nods and leaves the room muttering about how I forgot her but remembered to eat a burger. I roll my eyes I don't know how much more I can take of hormonal Taylor. I'm just about to get off the couch and talk to her when my phone rings. Stopping to glance at it I see it's my manager. "Hey, how are you doing Karlie?" she questions when I answer.
"I'm good, what's up with you?" She laughs and then explains that she has a magazine shoot in London where they want me if I want to be there. "Yes, of course. When is the shoot?"
"Three days' time, I'll get you a booking at The Ritz and we can go from there. Will you take Taylor?" she questions but I say I will be travelling alone which is normal. When I hang up I immediately go and talk to Taylor who is less than impressed that I am leaving her to go to London. "But babe, when you do give birth I will be taking time off so I should really do all I can now." After several different conversations I book my flight and I'm off.

The ride to London is peaceful and I get a few hours of sleep which is nice. Getting off the plane and through customs is all the same as before but the person greeting me this time is Cara. She agreed to hang out for a few days while I'm here considering that we don't see each other much now that she doesn't model except for the occasional magazine spread. "Karlie Kloss as I live and breathe." Cara states hugging me close, the paparazzi shoot pictures but Taylor knows that I am seeing Cara while I'm here. "Hey crazy Cara, how are you?" I step back and look at Cara.
"I'm good, crazy busy but good. You here for a while?" I shake my head.
"Nope, just the week for the shoot then off home to the ball and chain." I say trying to be funny, Cara pauses. "Everything okay Karlie?" I shrug my shoulders as if to say it's 'whatever' but she looks at me closer. "Okay things suck, we haven't shared the same bed in at least three days or gone out together in almost a week and don't even ask about sex I don't think we have done it since before she got pregnant." I state all at once.
"Wow," Cara states as I nod agreeing with her. "No I meant like wow, get a grip Karlie. She's pregnant she's not going to want to shag all day, every day or at all. She's pregnant with a baby. She will be tired and sore. God just give her a massage if you feel distant." I state open mouthed at Cara acting so grown up but she just stares at me. "You know I'm right Karlie. Get over yourself." I'm taken back by how blunt Cara is, but it makes me think for about three seconds as to how Taylor could be feeling but for me the basis of our relationship is communication so maybe I should tell her that I miss sex. Climbing into the taxi with Cara she soon drops me off at The Ritz and we arrange to get dinner the after the first day of shooting since its day shoots, not night shoots. "Okay so I'll see you tomorrow night Kloss, call your wife would you." I nod promising to but I know that I won't. Checking into my room which is the top floor, the second penthouse which happens when your wife is Taylor Swift and I've just gotten used to it. Most of the shoots are because of her too, not that she knows that. I try to only take ones that she would approve of, but I needed a break from her so I took this one too. Without turning my phone on after the flight here I tumble into bed at 4.45pm and order a pre-paid porn movie. It isn't very good but it's good enough to get me off twice before I fall asleep and the next noise I hear is the room service wake-up call that my manager always gets me and after a shower I'm ready to go. I don't worry about make-up since they will only wash it off and re-do it again. "Karlie Kloss," Jordan the photographer calls across the space. I smile and look up from my chair where they are making me over. "Jordan." I state smiling at him. He kisses my cheek and sits next to me asking if I have met the other model yet. I shake my head and he calls for Fiona to bring her to meet me when I am done. "So how's things, how's New York?" I smile.
"New York is great, Taylor is great. Everyone is great. How are you?" He nods and smiles as he tells me he is fine to. Suddenly Fiona appears with a familiar model. "Toni?" I question as she looks at me. "Karlie? Wow I didn't expect you." I try not to be taken back but at the same time if I had of known Toni was the other model I wouldn't have come since Toni and I used to date before Taylor and I became serious. It was late 2012 early 2013 and just a bit of fun really. "How's things?" she questions sitting next to me. I nod and tell her they are good as Jordan tells us where to stand. By the end of the day we are both tired and without thinking when she asks me what I am doing now I tell her I'm going out with Cara and that she should come. She accepts and I am left wondering if I fake being ill, but it wouldn't be fair to Cara who can only see me tonight. So instead I sigh and text Cara the new plans of course she isn't very impressed so by the time we meet for dinner she barely talks to me, Toni however is more than happy to talk to me and so after a few wines I'm slightly warmer towards her than what I was earlier.