Kaylor Family One-Shots

It's Always Been You (Part Two)

Karlie's P.O.V.

2015 has to have been one of the most difficult years of my entire life and career. Not only have I struggled to find myself but I also have lost the one person who means more to me than anyone could ever hope to mean to me. I lost Taylor because I made a big mistake and I was too dumb, stupid and pissed off at everyone else to even apologise to her. I deserved all that she had dished out since but being the sweetheart that she is, she said nothing. No texts, no emails, no calls and no social media hits, this worried me. The fact that she just took what I said to her before I stormed out not even bothering to worry about her. Now all I feel is guilt. Guilt for what I said and guilt for not believing her. Now after last night and calling her I feel more confused than ever. I don't know why she told me not to make promises but I guess it's because I deserve it. I practically vanished from her life so I can't blame her for being worried about me attempting to get back into it. I don't blame her, not in the slightest but I need a chance to get back into her life. At least a small widow of opportunity to try and prove to her that I can be her friend, the best friend if she wants me to be. Personally I want her to 'remind me how it used to be...' Now finally after accidently calling her looking for my mums number who was saved as Tracy on my phone she had decided that I wasn't good enough, more or less she actually told me not to make promises that I couldn't keep and I knew that it was aimed at the fact that when we were really good friends I had promised that we would be best friends forever and now we hardly talk, and I bet she even avoids all conversations where I am mentioned I don't really blame her especially not after the way I treated her.

*Flashback After the Britt Awards*

"What do you mean you met someone nice?" I questioned Taylor from across her bedroom in L.A. I was staying out here with her for a week. She shrugs at me. "It was nice to meet someone who had no idea about what life was like with me. I mean Ed and Ellie were there but to meet someone who earns as much as me without being arrogant like Harry was is just amazing." I was positively fuming. I was aware that we were not a couple but I couldn't believe that the secret kisses we've shared, the long nights we have spent wrapped in each other and Taylor sits there talking about some bloody Scottish EDM musician. I know I should be supportive but I just lose it. Turning from Taylor's positive energy I quickly walk towards my things in the corner where they always sit. Lifting Olivia off the bag and pulling the strap from Meredith's grasp I zip it and head for the door. Almost there when Taylor turns and says. "Where are you going? I thought you were here for a week?" I turn back to her and see the bright smile on her face and it makes me happy that she is happy but mad because I'm not the person who put the smile there. "I can't stay here. For god sake's Taylor, I've been here for almost three hours and all I've heard is Adam this, Adam that. What about me? Aren't you interested in my life?" Taylor stares at me gobsmacked I think, while she fails to say anything except stare at me I shrug. "It doesn't matter now though does it? You'll go ahead and date him and to be honest, I expected more of you, I've put absolutely everything I can into whatever this between us is, and gotten nowhere. Good luck with Adam, Taylor. I have to go." Without waiting for her to say a word I'm out the door. Seconds from my car she stops me, "please Karlie, don't leave me. Not like this. I love you." I turn to her and grab my hand back from hers. Shaking my head slightly I say in less than a whisper. "No you don't you only care about what people will say next, but guess what Taylor. I want them to think about you and then think about us. I know you love me, well you say you do. But you don't not really. You're more worried about a guy you saw at The Britts than you are about the woman that you've been sharing your bed with." A look of hurt flashes across Taylor's face but I don't stop. "Just go be with him, he obviously means more to you than I ever will."
"Karlie, please. You know that's not true. I love you." She states trying to stop me. I turn and face her and without thinking say, "just like you loved all those other guys!" I whisper shouted at her, making her face drop and her physically step back. Before I could say anything that would resemble an apology she says. "I guess you're right, I did love all those other guys and I was excited that Adam didn't know who I was, not really but I do love you Karlie. But you just made it clear you don't love me." I'm now standing gobsmacked. "Have a safe flight home." Taylor says before retreating inside. I turn towards the car and slide inside wondering how it went from zero to sixty in the space of five minutes. Driving towards L.A.X I'm left with the feeling of guilt and horror setting in. How could I have possibly said those things. The times that Taylor and I have shared in the past few weeks and months. The times we have eaten ice-cream at some weird hour because we can. I can't help but know that I made a mistake.

*Flashback Ends*

How can I ever expect her to understand, the minute she hung up last night I tried to call her five times, not wanting to leave a voicemail I really want to speak to her. It makes me feel bad that I treated her the way I did, and at 2.00am this morning. What the hell was I thinking. I was drunk, not insanely drunk but still drunk enough that I required my mother to come and pick me up. It's weird though, because for all of the time I was speaking to Taylor I established one thing. She was in Rhode Island. It is a strange skill I possess with Taylor and it was Lily who brought it up once. I can always tell where Taylor is based on the background noises, if it's busy, she's in New York. If there is sweet sensual music playing she is in L.A and in Nashville you can always hear her parents because they are always near her when she's home in Tennessee and now by process of elimination you can tell that when it's quiet she is in Rhode Island and despite it being 2.00am when we awkwardly talked I know that's where she is and so this morning when my mom came in I asked her to book me a flight to Rhode Island. She said nothing except smiled. She knows how much I regret mine and Taylor's last conversation where I practically told her she was in love straight away. I didn't mean it and she needs to know that, she also needs to know that I am single and that I am insanely in love with her. No matter what anyone else says. She is my love.

Within eight hours I am tired and snacking on some In n Out Burger that I made the driver stop for on our way to Rhode Island. Pulling up outside Taylor's Rhode Island house I get out and grab my suitcase, paying the taxi driver he leaves and I walk towards the house, it's about 8.30pm at night and her security stop me but as soon as Charlie sees me he lets me through whispering as I go, "thank god you're here." I nod not really knowing what to expect, the way he said it makes me think she is in some type of mood but it could be period time so you never know. All her guards are men, grown men who don't think about those sorts of things. Knocking on the door I have no idea what I'm getting myself into but as soon as small footsteps on the other side start my fear of the unknown goes away and I realise that this is the woman that I love, nothing can change that. Slowly the door opens and Taylor with her bedhead and cat pyjamas stares at me. "Karlie..." she breathes as I nod.
"Yeap, it's me." I state. "You surprised?" she nods and ushers me inside regardless. 'Southern hospitality.' I tell myself as she walks to the lounge and I follow, not knowing what to do. The TV is shut off and she turns to me. "What do you want Karlie?" She questions, arms crossed.
"You." I state as she turns to me and laughs.
"Funny, but really what do you want?" I smile but don't laugh because I'm not joking. I want her, every little piece of her. "You. Just you. I made a mistake in letting you go the first time, and I don't care if I have to take on what's his face, Scottish dude I will, because you belong with me. No one else." I state as I watch Taylor's face. All of a sudden a smile breaks out across her face and as I'm about to question her about it she looks at me. "It's not real." My smile that I had building fades as I think she's talking about us. "What?" I question.
"Adam, it's not real. We're beards. His partner Will is really supportive of it. I was setting this up for us, until that day..." She trails off as I nod.
"Oh, I thought..." Taylor nods,
"I know what you thought but trust me, I'm not his type and he's not mine." I move towards her, staring at her intently. "Oh really, what's you're type then Miss Swift?" I question moving even closer. "Well, I like female models who are approximately six feet and have green eyes that would make the grass envious. You're my type Karlie because I love you." I move closer to her, within a foot and then I grab her, staring into her blue eyes, those same eyes that captivated me under the fireworks at this very property. Those same eyes that will always slay me and make me do whatever she wants. I love those eyes, but I love the woman they belong to even more than life itself. "I'm sorry." I whisper as I move my lips down to hers, she nods and I waste no time in kissing her like it's the last time ever. Pulling back slightly I say in a rushed voice. "Be mine? No one else's just mine?" She nods and says, "Of course I will Karlie. Be mine too?"
"You bet your fine ass I will. Damn I love you, so much." Not letting her break any longer I take her pyjama top and strip it quickly, almost getting her bra undone when she stops me. I stare at her until she says, "upstairs now!" Smiling I follow her orders and within hours it's like we are back to where we were before I screwed up, hopefully it doesn't happen again. Just as we are about to doze off Taylor hits me, "ouch, what the hell?" I question rubbing my abs.
"It's always been you Karlie, no one else. Just you. I love you." Taylor whispers as I lean over and kiss her deeply. "I love you too, sorry it took me so long."
"It's okay." Before long the lights are out and we are both succumbing to the dark as dreams fill our heads about someday.