GETAWAY CAR

27. Welcome To New York

April 30th 2017

Karlie's POV

"Hey there," I grin as Taylor starts to shift in my lap. We left for New York so early this morning and she wasn't impressed. "What time is it?" She mumbles as I pass her her glasses from beside me. "It's almost 10.30 New York time, we'll be landing soon." She scoots up further on the little sofa to cuddle into my side and I keep my arms wrapped around her. "Are you prepared for this? There's going to be a lot of paparazzi, apparently they were already tipped off about our arrival." I feel her tense beside me, I know she's not too sure about being in New York but we've already agreed that if she feels really uncomfortable then she can take Maisie and fly to Nashville and I'll just fly in on the weekends or when I'm not filming or in meetings. "I'll be right by your side the whole time, I promise." I squeeze her as she sighs, "I'm okay, just a little nervous." She smiles before laying her head back down.

"I wouldn't get too comfy, we're about to land." I get up as she groans and I reach my hand out to help her off of the couch so we can buckle into the seats for the landing. "Can you seriously not get up?" I laugh as Taylor struggles to get up with just one of my hands to help. "I'm 18 weeks pregnant with twins Kar, I'm allowed to struggle, now gimme your other hand." I do as I'm told and hold my other hand out for her to take and with both hands I pull her up onto her feet.

From there we take our seats back opposite Maisie who's sleeping in her car seat.

We've spent the last two weeks packing up our house in London and shipping our stuff back to Nashville with the help of Ed, Cherry and Cara who were happy to help us. We did it this way because by the time we get back from New York, Taylor will be 22 weeks pregnant and neither of us really want to travel much for the second half of her pregnancy, especially since twins usually tend to come early, and we're currently planning to spend the weeks after we get back settling into our new home in Nashville.

We're having decorators in whilst we're gone and Taylor's mom and dad are organising the necessities so we can move straight in when we get back, things like security systems and changing locks.

"Oh god, I hate this part." Taylor clutches her stomach as she takes a deep breath as we start to descend to the ground. I hold her hand and squeeze it tight, the landings and takeoffs always make her nauseous. "Here, drink this- it'll make you feel a bit better." I hand her a bottle of water and she takes small sips as we touch down on the ground.

Taylor takes her seatbelt off first and I do the same as security start unloading our bags onto a trolley so we can move through the airport easier. Taylor can no longer wear the baby carrier so I take Maisie out of her car seat and strap her against my chest, something we do when we're travelling just because of the paparazzi and for the sake of hiding Maisie's face. I take her car seat out as well, carrying that and the diaper bag as Taylor carries the cats. We get off of the plane and Taylor sits the cats on top of the luggage cart which Ian kindly agreed to push for us as Marcel carries Maisie's car seat.

Taylor takes the diaper bag and hangs it over her shoulder as the crowd of security surrounding us starts leading us towards the exit. JFK is packed full of people which isn't surprising and almost the second someone spots us, we're surrounded by paparazzi and fans who are trying to get pictures and Taylor grips my free hand as tightly as possible and I squeeze it three times, trying to give her some kind of comfort.

Her other hand stays on her bump, instinctively trying to protect the babies as we stay close together and I eventually wrap my arm around her waist as my other hand stays protectively on Maisie's back. We ignore the shouting and try to get to the car as quickly as possible and the whole time I can feel Taylor tense in my arms and I try and comfort her but it doesn't work.