Kaylor Family One-Shots

Upset Household

Karlie's P.O.V

"Mama are you okay?" Larson questions coming and standing in my way. I look down at him and sway slightly. "Of course," I mutter watching him as he glances at the TV flicking between the TV and me. "Go watch your show." I state looking at him as he nods and runs back, jumping onto the couch. His head pokes up as I raise my eyebrows at him. "Sorry mama..." he states before turning back around. I sigh and rub my temple slightly. He's always a handful whenever Taylor is away and with her being on tour right now he's even more wild than normal. I sit down at the computer intending to send Taylor an email with his school progress, we had parent teacher interview a few nights ago after softball practice and his teacher said that he was doing well but that he could be doing better if he would stop messing around with his friends all the time.

Hi baby, hope your tour is going well and that the crowd is loving you being in South America. I know that I promised to email you after the parent teacher interview the other night but I didn't have time and between carting Larson to softball and dropping him at friends places I haven't had the time. But anyway, he's doing well and his teacher Ms Weston seems to think that our son is a laugh riot and I think that's great but she also said that he would get on a lot better at school if he stopped acting the fool all the time with his friends. I had to agree with her because I've seen the way that he acts with his friends. He's being good, I know he misses you so maybe we can organize a skype talk for later in the week when you've got time but just text me and let me know. You're probably in bed right now so I'll talk to you when I talk to you next. Hopefully you're having a ton of fun and taking heaps of pictures. We love you. Love Karlie and Larson xx

I sign off the email and cough and rub my temple again. "Larson it's time for bed bud..." I state coughing again as I hear the TV shut off. Larson emerges within ten seconds with a worried look on his face. "Should I call mom?"
"What? Why?" I question looking at him with my hands on my hips.
"You're sick mama," he states looking at me as if he's scanning me to see what the issue is.
"I'll be fine Larson, let's get ready for bed." He nods but eyes me again and walks past me.
"Okay, can we talk to mom soon?" I nod at him and he smiles brightly before kissing my cheek and heading to bed. I follow him up and help him get changed into his Avengers pyjamas and I button the shirt to make it easier for him. "Alright into bed bud." He nods and clambers up as I tuck him into bed. "Goodnight. Sleep tight, dream big." I say following the words that Taylor always uses when she tucks Larson in every night. The moment I leave Larson's room I know that I need to at least take a shower because I feel like absolute crap.

Standing under the cascading water as it falls over me I sigh in content, the warm water feels good on my aching back and stiff joints. I know I should call security and ask them to pick up supplies, but me being independent I think that I know best so I don't worry about it. Dressing quickly into my pyjamas I crawl into bed, leaving the door cracked open in case Larson needs something overnight. He rarely does but on the off chance I need it open with it being just me at home. As soon as my head hits the pillow I feel the pressure building up in my head, closing my eyes I feel it getting to me as I try to sleep but I feel my throat fill with mucus and I know that the chances of me getting to sleep tonight will be slim. I elevate myself and try to stay sitting up and I feel my head clearing a little and the pressure getting less but I still have no idea how I'm supposed to sleep. At some part of the night I feel myself drop off and I feel myself being woken up by prodding and an urgent voice. "Mama, mama!" I hear as I continuously get poked. I open my eyes and see big brown eyes looking at me. "Larson?" I question attempting to sit up as Larson moves off to the side of the bed. "What's wrong?" He looks at me and points at my sweat soaked t-shirt. "Mama, it's soaked. You're sick." I look down and see that he's right and as I go to move out of bed my head breaks out into insane pressure. "Mama!" Larson yells lunging for me as I fall forwards,  "I'm okay." I state but Larson is already out the door and into the bathroom for a glass of water. He brings it back quickly and then hands it to me before leaving again. The next noise I hear is the front door opening and closing and I climb out of bed and walk down the stairs towards the front door as Larson comes back in accompanied by Matt, one of our senior security guards. "Not feeling well Karlie?" He questions I look at him and raise my eyebrows making him laugh. "I guess I won't be telling Taylor?" I shake my head and Larson grins.  "Mark and Sam are getting medicine." He tells me as he rushes off to get me a bottle of water from the fridge this time. I look at Matt and he nods and points to the stairs motioning that I should be in bed. I look at Larson and he says, "go to bed mama..." I groan as he motions for me to leave and go to bed. Ten minutes later he brings in all the medicine in a paper bag and hands it to me. "Thank you baby." I say smiling as he leaves the room. I hear Matt yell out that he's leaving and he'll lock the door.

A few days later I start to feel better just in time to talk to Taylor. I go first as Larson is eating dinner still and even after I say to Larson not to say anything to Taylor about me being sick he nods but as soon as Larson tells Taylor she blows up huge and demands to talk to me again. It takes about an hour until I manage to calm Taylor down enough so she doesn't freak out anymore. Larson gets an earful for going back on our agreement but quickly pleads out so I don't get too mad at him. I smile as he watches TV and I like the fact that in a few weeks time Taylor will be back from South America and on home soil ready to care for everyone like a mother again. That seems to be her lot in life, she needs to nurture people and we always allow her to do so just to make her happy. But I'll never forget how Larson cared for me when I was sick and how much I appreciated his help.

Requested by kaylor28