Love Blind (Kaylor) | Completed

Chapter 1: Clumsiness

  

"One more signature and then we're good to go."

Taylor opened her eyes and looked down at the clip board. The nurse pointed her finger at the line that required ink and Taylor scrawled her name down.

"Thanks, Swift. See you later, probably." She nodded once at her with a small smile and left.

Taylor rested her head against the wall again, blonde hair falling into her face. She blew air out of her mouth in a weak attempt to move it away, but was unsuccessful. It had been a very, very long day. Why were there so many accidents in New York? The traffic hardly moved anyway. How the hell do so many people get hurt when the cars are all moving at a snail's pace? Steadying herself on her feet, Taylor shuffled along the hallway back to the exit where Gigi was surely waiting impatiently.

Head down, eyes fluttering closed, Taylor walked straight into another person. That made her head fly up, only to knock into their jaw.

"Ow, shit!" Taylor grabbed her head and looked at the woman on the floor. "I'm so sorry, I should have had my head up." Taylor held her hand down to the brunette, but there was no response from her. She waved her hand around for a moment until-

Oh. Oh. She just knocked over a blind woman. A blind woman who was quietly searching for her white cane, only a few inches out of her reach.

Taylor quickly picked it up and placed it between her thumb and index finger. The woman tightly grasped the cane and cursed about something under her breath.

"Again, I'm sorry, I really should have been watching where I was going," Taylor said.

"Yes. You really should have," the woman snapped.

Taylor's eyebrows furrowed. She figured she would get a little bit of anger considering she literally knocked the brunette over, but maybe a bit of understanding. Taylor was wrong.

"You can stop staring at me. I am not a charity case needing your help." The woman stood up straight and brushed the front of her shirt back into place. She was taller than Taylor by a few inches, lean, and held herself with an air of confidence. The woman was beautiful.

Taylor stood in front of her, wanting to make up for pushing her down. "Could I maybe buy you a coffee?" she asked.

The woman scoffed at Taylor, "Did you not hear what I just said? I'm not a charity case. I certainly do not want your pity coffee."

"Well, it wasn't pity coffee. It's a 'you're cute and headstrong, and I like that' coffee," Taylor offered with a small smile.

The woman softened slightly, but kept the stoic look on her face. A name was called from behind Taylor, and the woman perked up. "Maybe another time, if you will excuse me."

Taylor moved to the side and the woman made her way down the narrow hallway. She turned a corner and Taylor moved back towards the exit. Gigi was making her way inside as she reached the double doors.

"Jesus, what has been taking you so long? We have a non-urgent call to get to and here you are, lolly-gagging in a hallway. Taylor, you know this hospital like the back of your hand, what is with you?" Gigi waved her hands around dramatically and Taylor rolled her eyes.

Taylor left the building with Gigi on her heels. "You really need to chill, G. I walked into a woman and I was apologizing. I asked her to get coffee sometime." She opened the driver's side door of the ambulance and hopped into the seat.

Gigi climbed in the other side and buckled her seat belt. "Ooh, so you were trying to make a lady-friend! Was she cute? What's her name? Did you get her number?"