Kaylor One Shots

Failure to Communicate

A/N: Based on a post from otpprompts. One of these days I'll edit shit before posting it. Probably around the same point the Proposal AU I promised Erin months ago gets written and written well. 

I'm leaving you. I've found someone else.

Karlie typed out, grinning to herself as she followed them with a picture she'd taken from yesterday's shots of her with a kitten. She knew Taylor would probably call her a dork and roll her eyes, but she could picture the small smile Taylor wouldn't be able to hide at the joke. She knew her girl could use a smile, nervous over the meetings with her record company coming up over the new album. Worried the record company would fight her on her choices like that had with 1989 and question her vision again. She thought Taylor had nothing to worry about but had accepted by this point in their relationship that Taylor would find a way to worry over there being nothing to worry about if left to herself. She'd even worried about Karlie staying for a while, but she had managed to put those fears to rest over the last three years. Her grin widened as she thought about the ring hidden at home that she hoped to use to make sure Taylor knew she wasn't going anywhere.

By the time she arrives at the shoot location, it's go go go as they try to beat the rain the weather man had called for that morning. It doesn't even cross her mind that Taylor hasn't text back beyond a simple I hope she makes you happy until she gets a brief break for food but she doesn't worry about it too much, beyond smiling briefly at Taylor's joke. They have days where they're just too busy to talk. She thinks to herself Taylor's meeting probably ran long or she got a new song idea and is lost in that before the chaos of the shoot is upon her again and her mind gets lost in that.

She doesn't think about it again until she steps out of the elevator and sees Cara leaning against her door, looking tired and frustrated. "Hey, Cara, is every-"

"What the fuck did you do?" Cara jumps to her feet and Karlie's not sure her friend has ever glared at her like that in all the time they've known each other. "Why the fuck would you tell her over text?"

"Tell her what?"

"Tell her what? Are you kidding me?" Karlie takes a half step back at the look Cara shot her. "Who is she?"

"Who is who?"

"Don't play stupid, Kloss." Cara spits out. "Who's the woman you dumped the woman you told me you wanted to marry over through a text?"

"I didn't dump Taylor." Karlie says, confused.

"I'm leaving you. I've found someone else. End quote."

Karlie digs out her phone and shows Cara the message followed by the picture of her with the kitten.

"Karlie Kloss, you fucking idiot!"

Karlie can't help but be alarmed when Cara now sounds even angrier now, "This was all because a picture didn't send."

The picture didn't send? Karlie takes her phone back and stares at it for a moment. The picture didn't send. And then it hits her. The picture didn'tsend.

"I'm leaving you. I've found someone else"

"I hope she makes you happy"

Oh shit. SHIT! FUCK! BITCH! MOTHERF- Karlie doesn't even feel herself drop the phone or realize it's only Cara's quick reaction that saves her screen.

She thinks - Karlie swears she can feel her own heart breaking at that, knowing what Taylor believed, knowing how this would bring up every insecurity. "I've got to get to New York."