It is dark when Karlie exits the old factory building after her third day of shooting. She's tired, but feeling a little better than the night before. Knowing that Taylor is probably waiting for her at home puts a smile on her face as she walks out through the doors and sets off down the street to find a cab.
As she rounds the corner, she sees a shadow in the corner of her eye.
"Miss Kloss," a dark voice says, causing her head to turn abruptly, gazing suspiciously around to figure out who it is.
Realizing who it is her gaze softens. "Oh, hey Bruce," she says with a smile, recognizing him as one of Taylor's frequently used body guards.
"Miss Kloss, would you come with me, please?" Bruce asks and signals for her to walk beside him.
"Of course," Karlie says, and lets Bruce lead her around another corner towards a black SUV.
Even though the SUV's windows are tinted and Karlie can't see who is inside, she can't help but smile, knowing that Taylor is looking at her right now. She hurries towards the car, quickly dragging her fingers through her hair to make sure the wind didn't mess it up, even though she knows the amount of hair product in it should make it stay perfectly still until she washes it again.
The door opens just as she reaches for the handle and Taylor's smiling face looks out at her, her hand reaching towards Karlie. Karlie stops for a second to look around her, making sure no one other than Taylor and her security guards can see them, before she takes Taylor's hand and crawls into the seat next to her, Bruce shutting the car door firmly behind her.
Her hands go immediately to Taylor's face, pulling the blonde in for a kiss. She feels tears pressing on her eyelids while they kiss, and it doesn't take long before the tears are freely flowing down Karlie's face, leaving wet streaks in her makeup.
"Aww, baby," Taylor murmurs as she breaks away from their kiss and dries Karlie's tears away with her thumbs before she leans in to kiss her nose.
"I'm fine," Karlie says quietly, "I just missed you a lot."
"I know you did," Taylor replies, pulling the taller girl in for a hug. "But I'm here now. Let's go home and drink hot chocolate, okay? Hot chocolate always cheers me up." She looks at Karlie with a hopeful smile.
Karlie nods and smiles back. "Okay," she whispers and hugs Taylor again, refusing to let go of her.
"Is there anything you need from your apartment? We can go there and get stuff before we go home," Taylor says, but Karlie just shakes her head.
"No, I have everything I need."
"Alright," Taylor says before she turns towards the two security guards sitting in the front seats of the car. "Take us home, guys."
***
An hour later, the two girls are lounging in front of the TV, watching old episodes of Friends. Taylor is sitting in the right corner of the couch, and Karlie is sprawled out on the entire couch, her head resting in Taylor's lap. Taylor still has her large mug of hot chocolate in one hand, and Karlie's is on the table, already empty.
"I'm scared I'll spill hot chocolate on you and scald your pretty face," Taylor whines with a pout.
"I'm sure you'll be fine," Karlie says with a smile.
Taylor strokes Karlie's hair as she carefully sips her cocoa. "Are you feeling better? More sunshiney?" she asks optimistically.
Karlie turns her head and looks up at Taylor. "I am," she says, "you always make me feel better. I'm so happy we're in such a good place."
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best thing that's ever been mine - a Kaylor story
Fanfiction- I'm so tired of hiding, Karlie. I've been standing in front of so many people these past few months, telling them that they are worth more than the opinions of others, that they are brave and can get through anything, and I just... I don't want to...
