best thing that's ever been mine - a Kaylor story

Chapter 38

When Karlie goes back to the hospital a week later to get her stitches out, Taylor comes with her. They sit in the worn waiting room chairs, waiting for the doctor to finish up with another patient. Taylor is focused on Karlie's hand as she expertly brushes a sharpie over Karlie's bandage. After a few minutes she sits back and lets her fingers trace softly over the cat drawing she's just drawn.

"This turned out really nice," she says happily and looks up at Karlie, who chuckles.

"It did. Just a shame it's about to be thrown away."

"That's okay, I'll just draw something else on the next one."

Taylor's eyes go back to the drawing as she traces the outline of it with her finger. The lightness of Taylor's touch makes Karlie's hand tickle a little and she resists the urge of shaking Taylor's hand away.

"You know you didn't have to come with me for this," Karlie says softly.

"I know," Taylor replies without looking up at her. "I just wanted to spend the day with you. It's not like I had any other plans."

Her eyes come up to meet Karlie's now along with a loving smile.

Karlie can feel her own eyes dancing across Taylor's face and she can't not return the smile, especially not when the smile is as beautiful as Taylor's is.

"Is that Taylor Swift?" someone whispers in the background, and Karlie turns her head in the direction of the whisper. It's impossible to know which person muttered it but several heads are turned towards them, their curiosity bouncing off them in waves as they glance from Taylor to Karlie to the two security guards sitting on either side of them.

"We must look so intimidating right now," Karlie laughs.

"Not that intimidating," Taylor says and nods towards a girl who looks about 7 walking over towards them, a cast on her arm.

"Hi sweetie," Taylor says when she stands in front of them. "What's your name?"

"Ella," the girl says with a toothy grin.

"That's a pretty name. I have a friend named Ella, actually."

"I have one too, she lives next door." Holding out her arm, she grins again, revealing a missing front tooth. "Can you sign my arm?"

"Are you getting the cast taken off today?"

"No," the girl laughs.

"Okay, then I can sign it. Wouldn't have been any fun if you couldn't show your friends at school tomorrow, now would it?" She digs through her purse for a second and finds the sharpie she just used to draw on Karlie's bandage.

A few minutes later the girl is beaming with joy as she runs back to her mother sitting at the other end of the room, her cast featuring a similar drawing as the one on Karlie's hand.

"I think you made her day," Karlie remarks and places a peck on Taylor's cheek.

Seconds later they're interrupted by a nurse walking up to them. "Miss Kloss? The doctor is ready for you. Please come with me."

"Oh, great, thanks," Karlie says and gets up to follow her. Taylor follows directly behind them, leaving Bruce and Jamie behind in the waiting room.

A short and stocky man greets them as they walk through the door. "Miss Kloss," he says, "I'm Dr. Borac." He reaches out a hand and Karlie shakes it firmly as the doctor looks from her to Taylor. "Ah, I see you brought your girlfriend," he says with a smile and shakes Taylor's hand as well. "If we knew you'd come along as well, we would have found you a private room to wait in."