"KARLIE COME QUICK!"
                              Karlie came running up the stairs and ran into the bedroom. "Baby, what's the matter?"
                              Taylor was crying on the bed as she held her stomach. "It hurts Kar."
                              Karlie climbed behind her wife and leaned her back as she began to rub her stomach. "Just breathe baby. Come on Tay, deep breaths. I'm right here with you. You're gonna be just fine baby, just continue to breathe. Just close your eyes and listen to my voice. Only a couple more weeks and then we'll be holding our baby in our arms. You are an amazing wife and you're about to be an incredible mother."
                              Taylor began to calm down. Her breathing started to regulate and the baby stopped kicking so much.
                              "I'm gonna get up and get a wet towel and a change of clothes." Karlie said.
                              "NO. Please don't leave me." Taylor replied as she grabbed her wife's arm.
                              "I'll be right back babe. You're all sweaty and I don't want you to get sick. Ok?" Karlie said as she kissed her wife's shoulder.
                              "Ok."
                              Karlie grabbed a towel, some soap, lotion and a change of clothes and returned to her wife. She gave Taylor a sponge bath right on the bed and changed her into a fresh pair of pajamas. She then got changed and positioned herself behind her wife again, knowing this was Taylor's most comfortable position. She applied lotion to her wife's stomach as the singer leaned her head back on Karlie's shoulder.
                              "Are you ok Tay?"
                              "Yeah, I am. Thank you for being here."
                              "Where else would I be baby? I'm not going anywhere Taylor. You're stuck with me for life. Close your eyes babe and go to sleep. Mikayla, let your mommy rest tonight."
                              Taylor smiled as she kissed her wife's cheek.
                              It was another sleepless night for Karlie because of the uncomfortable position she was in, but Taylor slept peacefully and that's all the model cared about.
                              The next morning Taylor woke up hungry and Karlie woke up stiff and cold.
                              "Good morning Kar."
                              Karlie wrapped her arms around her wife and squeezed her gently. "Good morning princess. How do you feel?"
                              "My back hurts." Taylor replied. 
                              "Well, let's go have some breakfast and then I'll give you a back massage."
                              Karlie waited for her wife to come out of the bathroom before following her down the stairs. The model loved her wife's penguin waddle, even though Taylor hated it. 
                              Karlie pulled out fruit she cut up the previous night and placed it on the table in front of her wife.
                              "What's this?" Taylor said in a not so pleasant tone.
                              "I thought maybe you wanted some fruit, while I made you oatmeal." Karlie replied.
                              "It's because I gained so much weight, isn't it. You're embarrassed by my appearance aren't you?"
                              "Taylor, no. You're perfect. I just thought you wanted to snack on something."
                              "Well, I don't want fruit and I sure as hell don't want oatmeal. I want pancakes with bacon."
                                      
                                   
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You Belong To Me- Part 2 (KAYLOR)
FanfictionDue to Wattpad's 200 chapter limit... This is PART TWO of the original story You Belong To Me. Disclaimer: This fic is an emotional rollercoaster. I am not responsible for hysterical crying, stomach cramps due to laughing too hard, binge eating from...
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  