Now, Taylor decides that lazy Sunday afternoons with Karlie were going to be the death of her. Not that the model's company wasn't welcomed but rather because Taylor always found herself admiring Karlie's beauty in a way that definitely wasn't good for her health.
God, she's beautiful, Taylor thinks with a dreamy sigh. She allows her eyes to examine each and every single part of Karlie's face. From the shape of her eyes to the curve of her cheek. Her gaze lingers on Karlie's lips, and she can't help but wonder what it would feel like to have them pressed against her own. Those pink lips looked so soft and inviting... They moved gracefully, forming words that combined beautifully with Karlie's sweet voice... Words that were currently being directed at Taylor.
"What should I do, Tay?" Karlie says with a slight groan, letting her head drop to the back of the couch.
"Huh?" Taylor says dumbly, snapping back into reality. She felt a twinge of guilt for not listening to her friend's lengthy speech.
Karlie rolls her eyes. "I spend all my energy and time talking to you but you don't even listen." She says, trying to sound annoyed but she clearly isn't as her lips form a smile.
God, those lips. Taylor refrains herself from leaning towards them. She can't do that. "Sorry, I was a little distracted." By you.
"It's okay," Karlie looks at the girl beside her fondly. "I'm really curious about what goes on in that big brain of yours." She playfully presses her index finger against the singer's forehead.
You. You are always on my mind. "I'm sorry," Taylor says again. "Could you repeat what you said?" She still feels guilty for not paying attention to Karlie earlier.
The taller girl sighs lightly. "I was just saying that... Josh and I haven't been improving at all. We've both been too busy with work to spend time together. We come back to the same house every night but we barely talk. We sleep in the same bed together but we don't even remember the last time we went on a date. Heck, we don't even kiss anymore."
Oh yeah, Josh, your boyfriend. Add that to the list of reasons why we can't date.
Taylor knows that she is hopelessly in love with Karlie. But she also knows that she can't have her. Her life was too hectic and Karlie definitely didn't deserve any of the craziness. She deserved so much better. So, she wants to be there for Karlie when she needs her. She wants to be there for Karlie when she has problems. She wants to be there for Karlie in any way she can. She wants her to be happy.
And she'll do anything for Karlie to be happy.
"You should talk to him about it," Taylor suggests. "Josh is probably too oblivious to notice. He's a good guy."
Karlie rests her head against Taylor's shoulder. "I know he is, but sometimes I feel like that there's nothing between us anymore." She sighs and nudges her head into the crook of Taylor's neck. She instinctively wraps an arm around her. "Sometimes I wish he'd be more like you."
Karlie's words causes Taylor's heart to swell with hope. No, the singer scolds herself mentally. She tries to suppress the feeling as she says, "Be grateful Josh isn't like me. You don't need paparazzi mobbing you when you go out for lunch." She says lightly. Because the next thing you know, the public will obliterate the both of you and you guys will be fighting and then you'll be left alone, heartbroken.
Karlie rolls her green eyes and playfully smacks Taylor's arm. "You know that isn't what I'm referring to. I meant that I wish Josh would be around more often and caring like you."
Pride surges into Taylor as she fights off a grin. She was supposed to be there for Karlie, to offer her advice at times of need; to ensure that she would always be happy. If only we could be together. "Josh doesn't mean to be uncaring. He's a busy guy. Just talk to him and he'll do something about it. He's a good guy."
