Taylor’s POV:
Okay, so it’s been 20 minutes and I’m rethinking everything. Do I wanna tell my fans before my family? Or have them find out at the same time? Mom, dad, and Austin are all going to be at the show tonight. I wish I could call all 3 of them into my dressing room right now and tell them, but Ed is on stage performing and I want him to be here. Or should we bail on telling the fans tonight and after the show tell our families? I think that’s the better idea. But how do I let Ed know? I won’t see him until the B stage for our performance, when we were going to tell everyone. Crap. This is so stressful. Right now, I just need to focus on pleasing my fans tonight. These performances have to be flawless. This was going to be my first show since I collapsed, and I want to make sure that everyone knows I’m fine. Just a few moments later, the stage manager knocks on my door and tells me it’s time for me to go on. Alright, well, here goes nothing.
Ed’s POV:
I can’t believe that we were going to tell the fans about our relationship tonight. As much as I had been wanting to tell people, I was kind of nervous. How would they react? Would her fans get mad at me? Would mine do the same to her? Maybe tonight wasn’t the right time. I forgot we haven’t even told our own families yet. Crap. Is it too late to backout? How would I let Taylor know before I see her? She’s up there performing, looking stunning, as usual. But tonight, she was glowing. They always say that pregnant women are always glowing, and damn, were they right. She looks flawless. Fuck, Ed! Focus! You have 2 songs to decide what to do. I know, I’ll just hug her before the song, and whisper in her ear that we shouldn’t tell them quite yet. I mean, she has to be as nervous as I am, right? Damn, She’s now on her B stage, and finishing up I Almost Do. Alright, Ed. It’s time. I’m hoping for the best.
Taylor’s POV:
Okay I have a plan. I am going to pull him in for a hug before the song, and tell him I don’t want to tell tonight. Surely he’d be okay with that? Oh gosh, there he is. He looks so handsome tonight. His hair is messy, like always, but it’s adorable. He’s wearing jeans and a red hoodie tonight. I’ve never been able to resist him when he wears that. Damnit. These pregnancy hormones are horrendous. I’m in the middle of a show and all I want to do is jump his bones. Shit, focus! He’s walking towards you. Then we both meet each other in the middle for a hug. He holds the hug a little longer than normal, and next thing I know, he’s whispering something in my ear.
“Taylor, let’s not tell them tonight. Family needs to know first. Trust me.”
“Sounds great baby.”
Phew! Thank god he was on the same page as me. Alright, good. I can finish the show with a clear mind. First things first. Get through this song. Get through the rest of this concert.
