Kaylor Family One-Shots

Birthday Parties in L.A

Karlie's P.O.V

My days are long and tiring and the only thing that gets me through a massive shoot like the one I just finished for Joe Fresh is the thought of seeing my one true shining light later tonight. It's been nearly two weeks since before the shoot I was in New York and she has been on tour. To most people we look like friends, not best friends due to us maintaining distance out in public but I stared in her music video for Bad Blood and she still mentions me amongst others in interviews but I feel like something is missing in my life and for once I know its my baby.

The trip in the car towards Taylor's L.A house or our house as she calls it is relatively short because she is always impatient after getting off the plane at L.A.X and needed somewhere closer than normal. The quaint little white weatherboard, four bedroom house is designed perfectly. It has a private driveway, large lawn area and the best part is the tennis court where Taylor currently has a trampoline sitting, despite the fact that the court lines need to be repainted soon before they are gone for good. I'm almost fully out of the airport when my phone chimes to indicate a text message, slyly I pull it out making sure the paparazzi don't catch the password which is 'kaylor13' which is our apparent 'ship' name and the year we first met and thirteen is Taylor's favourite number. Looking at the text from Gigi I muffle a laugh at the picture. She has slyly snapped a picture of Taylor fast asleep on the couch with Olivia and Meredith on top of her. I go to text back when Gigi quickly says, 'what a good helper she turned out to be!' Which makes me laugh because I know how exhausted she is right now but she still has to do Australia and then the 1989 tour is fully wrapped up. I have no idea why Gigi is even at Taylor's house but I don't question it. The picture could be old but I'm pretty sure it's recent based on her hair, it's her signature 'horny' hair. She is probably sexually frustrated and having had to use George for the last few weeks probably hasn't helped. Mentally I put it on my list to make love to my girlfriend when we have a spare minute. Deciding not to text Gigi back I hail a taxi for Taylor's area, but not her address. It's just something I've always done and dragging a small suitcase behind isn't that difficult, tackling her gate is a different story. The first pin code doesn't work so I end up calling out to Paul who is standing on the other side with a massive grin. "What?" I question as he laughs at me some more. "The codes are birthdates Karlie." In my head a lightbulb goes off as I remember Taylor telling me that the new code is 0313 which is our birthdays. I say nothing causing Paul to laugh again. "I'll make sure we patrol down here tonight. We will be around if you need us." I don't even register that he is talking about something other than sex as I nod and walk a little faster.

Getting to the door I'm about to open it when I hear a small noise of someone going 'shush'. Ignoring it I walk inside and say, "Taylor, it's me." Instead of being faced by my girlfriend, I'm faced by about thirty people staring at me but the only eyes I see are Taylor's. She roughly grabs me and as I think she is about to kiss me she drags me towards the kitchen. "Why are you here?" She questions sounding like I'm not wanted. "I uhm got back from New York and decided to come and stay with you rather than a hotel, I can leave though." I state and as I go to leave she stops me.
"No, don't leave. I'm sorry, it just shocked me." I nod not really understanding why a bunch of people are here but it doesn't matter. I turn and see Taylor glancing up and down my body, I roll my eyes and walk to her fruit bowl that only exists because of me, she lives off pop tarts. Spotting an orange I grab it and as I'm about to peel it a chorus of 'surprise' echoes from the foyer. "Shit!" Taylor states looking at me. I look at her curiously, she never cusses, hates it. "What's up buttercup?" I question as she walks back towards the group of people and now that I look I see Selena, Gigi, Haim and others that I know. I split off from Taylor and head to Selena. It's hard to believe that no one knows about us not even friends but I guess we are good actresses. They've never said anything. I'm about to speak to Gigi when two familiar arms latch around me, spinning I see Lily. "Happy belated Birthday Lily, I was in New York." She nods and says she understands and then it hits me that Taylor was throwing a surprise party for Lily. Mentally smacking myself I excuse myself to go upstairs. Taking my suitcase I set it in the guest room, in case of prying eyes. You never know these days and then I walk to the adjoined bathroom and wash my face, applying fresh make-up and changing to a black dress on the longer side. I'm so caught up I don't even hear the bedroom door opening.

Taylor's P.O.V

It's been awhile since I've seen Karlie. She is around mingling in that amazing black dress, I found her in it earlier and it took everything for me not to shove her against the wall and take her but I knew I had to hold off, not even a kiss because no one knew about us. Our families plus management were the only ones and that was my fault. Karlie told me she didn't care but I knew it was hard for her not to talk to Lily, Martha or Gigi. It was hard for me too with Selena who I've never kept a secret from before. By 1.00am most of the guests have gone, only Selena, Lily, Gigi, Haim and Karlie remain besides myself and I have been steadily tidying up a little but upon entering into the kitchen I see Karlie's long arms, soaped up with bubbly water from doing dishes and I snap. Putting everything down I grab Karlie roughly and push her upstairs ahead of me. Unbeknown to me everyone else noticed and decided to give us five and then follow. Big mistake.

The minute I had Karlie against the hallway wall my lips met hers, our tongues battled as we shuffled towards my room thinking we would be safe but boy was I wrong, just as Karlie was tearing off my bra the door opened and Gigi, Selena, Haim and Lily all walked in as Karlie and I froze. Selena squeals and covers her eyes, Lily smirks, Gigi laughs nervously and Haim look at each other and hi-five. This confuses me, 'why aren't they yelling? Screaming or telling us it's a mistake?' All of a sudden Lily speaks, "because you're not making a mistake Taylor. You two love each other, any idiot could see that. We just never thought it would happen." My face must be bright red and then Alana and Este say, "are women better than men?" Which makes everyone laugh but they stay serious.
"Of course," Karlie answers and then looks at me. "Her tongue is amazing." My eyes widen as I slap Karlie's shoulder but I'm careful not to move too much considering that I'm not wearing a top. "Karlie you can't say that!" I squeal as she laughs. Este lets out a large laugh which turns everything funny as Selena says, "well at least now someone owes me money!" Karlie looks at her.
"Really? Who?" She is actually interested in money when we are in a compromising position.
"Yeap, Martha owes me. I told her 'Kaylor' was real. She didn't believe me so I'm leaving, come on Gigi, I'll give you a ride." They quickly leave and within ten minutes it's just Karlie and I. I look down at her as she gazes at my exposed chest. "Wow, you've got nerve Kloss. That's for sure." She grins up at me. "I just love you that's all." I smile and lean down to kiss her lips too.
"I know, I love you too." The rest of our evening was spent cuddling naked under our warm covers of our bed with Law and Order SVU playing lightly on the TV as we talk about the Joe Fresh shoot and upcoming projects including me leaving for Australia on the 25th of November. We talk until the sun comes up and then our phones buzz with people texting us, mostly Haim wanting dirty details plus Karlie puts a long call over to Cara in the UK who tells us simply that Martha owes her money and when I talk to Martha she says. "You guys suck. If last night hadn't happened I would still have money." Eventually I get it out of her that she lost well over $400 but as Karlie yells out to her. "Don't bet against us, not even for a second."