Kaylor Stories

New cat.

"Taylor and Karlie go get a new cat, and basically they start bantering about what to name it. Taylor insists that it must be from Grey's since Mer died, but Karlie thinks it should be someone from another show. Eventually they decide on Kara because SUPERGIRL"

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Karlie's pov:

I'm woken up by my eyelids being pulled open and my body being poked "Karlieee" the voice whines

I open my eyes on my own to see Taylor hovering over me

"Oh my god you finally woke up. That took me two minutes" she says

I notice that she's dressed with make up covering her face "You going somewhere?" I ask before rubbing my eyes and sitting up

"You mean we? Did you really forget? I marked it on the calendar. I told you yesterday morning and last night" she explains

"Then you'll tell me again?.." I bite my lip hopefully

She now has her arms crossed over her stomach "We're getting another cat" she states with a raised brow

"Oh ya" it clicks in my mind "Another Scottish Fold. I remember now don't worry babe. I'll go get ready" I stand up to head to the bathroom but she places her hand on my chest

I smirk as I stand over her. I enjoy being taller than her

"I didn't get a morning kiss" she pouts

I happily connect my lips with hers for a few seconds before pulling away "I love you"

"I love you too" she smiles with her red lips that I honestly can't ever get enough of

Taylor's pov:

"I'll be right back. I'll try to be quick" she passes by me before I hear the bathroom door shut and lock. I glance to the empty bed that's very messy. Honestly, I didn't get much sleep last night. I kept thrashing around and I'm sure that's why Karlie couldn't wake up from her deep sleep. Due to my restlessness she was woken up multiple times. I'm just so excited. I can't help it. It's been three months since we had a cat. Well..since we had Meredith. I miss her a lot and I never thought I would. She was rude and sassy and stared at me too much. But then again, she was always there for me if I was crying. I'd be laying in bed with my head stuffed in my pillow and she'd crawl onto my back to try and distract me. It'd work most of time. Then she'd place herself on my head.

Now that I think about it maybe she was actually trying to suffocate me.

"Taylor!"

I immediately swing my body around to face the bathroom door "Ya?!" I call over the shower water

"I forgot some underwear can you get me a pair?!" She asks bluntly

I head towards the black dresser and dig in the top drawer "What kind do you want?!" I ask before pausing my movements as I try my best to listen for her voice

"I don't care!"

I sigh. There's so many choices. After living together for a year, we kind of forget whose underwear is whose so we just mix them all together. It doesn't really matter too much besides the fact that her panty choice is usually more risqué than mine. I'm the one that still has that underwear that your mom would buy for you at the store when you were a teenager. I'd rather have perfectly, unsexy underwear that is very soft than a sexy thong riding up my ass.

I finally choose a pair before grabbing the key from the top of the doorframe. I push it into the lock before turning it and letting the door open. This isn't the first time I've had to do this. She always locks the door but claims it's a habit because that's what she did with her sisters while growing up. Steam hits my face when I step in. I swear she just stands in there burning her skin with the hot water all the way up. I set the article of clothing onto the folded ones which lay on the counter. When I turn, my eyes catch her through the glass door. I only stare for a few seconds when she steps out