A/N: sorry for not updating I've been really busy. :p.
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Y/F/IC- your fav ice cream
Y/F/M- your fav movie
:) <3
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Your POV-
You laid with Taylor in your bed. You've been sick for a few days with a mystery illness.
"Hay, babe, I'll be right back," Taylor informed you while rubbing your back and getting up.
"Okay," you answered, your voice raspy from being sick.
You grabbed your phone off of your iHome and opened twitter
You tweeted~
"@Y/T/N: *cough, cough* I'm sick"
You got a bunch of 'GET WELL SOON' and 'FEEL BETTER' replies. You smiled at the fans being so supportive of you an Taylor.
Your phone beeped and you had gotten a notification of Taylor tweeting something.
"@taylorcaniff: @Y/T/N, don't worry babe I'll be back just ran to the store 💕"
He got replies like-
"Can this be me😷😖" or just edits that where alway adorable (a/n: CREDIT TO Y'ALL THAT CAN MAKE EDITS BC I SUCK)
You laid there about fie minutes before your phone went off.
You groaned, although you shouldn't of because that made your throat hurt worse. You grabbed you phone from next to you and opened it, going on twitter.
"@taylorcaniff: you ice cream and movies should I get @Y/T/N?"
He got the normal replies,
"Chocolate" or "marble" ect.
You smiled and tweeted.
"@Y/T/N: @taylorcaniff, I'm feeling.. Y/F/IC. And grab mean girls, white chicks, & Y/F/M."
15 minutes later you heard the door open, close, lock, and then feet running up stairs, also crinkling of bags.
"I got, painkillers, movies, popcorn, Nutella, ice cream," Taylor ran in and stared throwing things in the bed while naming them off.
You grabbed your phone and opened twitter took a picture if all the goodies Taylor got you and you the caption,
"@y/t/n: why I have the best boyfriend ever 😍💕✨"
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A/N:
Sorry it's short and sucks, I'm rushing to he some content up for y'all.
Love you guys.
"Live simply, so others can simply live,"
~Matthew Espinosa 💕
///Makayla\\
