Neighbours [Kaylor]

22. Are you drunk?

It had been month since  Karlie had managed to get Blake to drop the lawsuit against Taylor by threatening her with one of their own. Everything had been going smoothly, life for Taylor and Karlie was amazing; they had been living peacefully like a real couple, Taylor's career had take off massively and Karlie's own career was quickly skyrocketing.

Most nights they found themselves attending celebrity parties, awards shows and after party's together, sometimes separately when there was more than one happening the same night, like this night for example, Taylor was currently at Jennifer Lawrence's party, whilst on the other side of town, Karlie was at Chance The Rappers party. It was no surprise the taller girl made so many friends so quickly in the industry, especially with hip hop artists for some reason.

"Where Karlie?" Selena shouted over the loud bass into her best friends ear.

"Different party," she yelled back, equally as loud, swaying as she felt the effects of the alcohol.

Selena gave her a huge smile, "Seems like everything's going well with you two."

"It is," Taylor replied with a grin of her own, "This last month has been amazing. I genuinely think she's the one. And she's been doing so much better with her drinking problem, she's going to the meetings willingly and she hasn't touched a drop of alcohol."

"Well, we're all happy for both of you. However, if you'll excuse me, I see a fine looking man over there," Selena said, looking over Taylor's shoulder at a handsome man and then walking over to him. Taylor shook her head, smiling, as she watched her best friend flirt drunkenly.

Seeing as no one was coming up to her, Taylor took this as an opportunity to call Karlie and made her way out onto the street where all she could hear was the faint sound of partying behind her.

After a couple of rings, Taylor heard the line connect.

"Karlie?!" She asked.

"Give me a sec," Taylor heard, as the sound of blasting music got quester and quieter on her end of the phone until she could hear almost no music. "Wassup Swift."

"Just thought I'd call and see how you are and if you're bored without me," she asked smugly.

"Of course I'm bored without you, I fucking love youuuuu," Karlie slurred, dragging out the last bit, but Taylor thought nothing of it because she herself was too inebriated.

"I love you too, baby. I'm heading home jn about an hour, meek-meet me t-there?" Taylor asked.

"Sure thing, honey. Just thought I'd let you know that I'm wearing your favourite lingerie," Karlie replied seductively, winking, even though her girlfriend couldn't see it.

"Can't Wait," the singer replied, daydreaming about Karlie's athletic body and the way the lingerie barely covered anything. "Karlie?" She asked, waiting for a reply, but not getting one - glancing down at her phone screen, she realises that Karlie had already hung up.

For the next hour, Taylor sobered up slightly, said her goodbyes, and then got Hailee Steinfeld, who was sober and headin her way, to drop her off at home.

"Thanks so much for the lift!" Taylor exclaimed as she exited the passenger side.

"No problem!" Hailee yelled through the car window, waiting for Taylor to enter her house before driving off.

The blonde stumbled into her house, placing her keys on the kitchen table, before biting into an apple and retiring in the living room in Wait of Karlie who shouldn't be that long. She glance at the clock on the wall which told her it was ten minutes until one am.