Sweet Talker || Taylor Hawkins Fanfiction ||

Chapter 13 - December

It was the beginning of December. 10 days for Tessa to turn 28. Almost two months since Tessa saw Taylor for the first time. around 4 weeks since Taylor kissed Tessa. some official dates, a couple others unofficial, since Taylor would go to the bar to see Tessa with the excuse of wanting to escape his depressing room. And every time she'd see him walk inside the bar, to park his car on her front door, to drop his kids off for a playdate at Dave's, Tessa would fill her entire body warm up, the cheeks getting hot, a tightness of the chest, an inevitable will to smile and most of all, the undeniable attraction that she felt whenever he glanced at her.

Tessa only told Lizzie about Taylor, because Jordyn made clear what she thought of Taylor, everyone could see how she was controlling over her friend, almost like a possessive mother and it was starting to suffocate her. Taylor and Tessa agreed on keeping it a secret, to avoid problems with the Grohls and the media (also with Alison). It was hard keeping it to herself, having to contain the desire that drives her body closer to his, to not be able to kiss him whenever she wanted, to hold his hand down the street, to take photos only for herself. But it was also very hot and exciting, it was all about the small things, the hidden touches, the quick kisses before anyone could see, the provoking each other hoping no one would notice, the sneaking out, the thrill of it all. Even though they had kissed in front of everybody at the party and the decision they made to be exclusive to each other, Taylor and Tessa had agreed to only let close friends know and to not be so affectionate in public.

It was true that she was a bit scared of where they were going though, would they hide forever? Would they ever name it? Was he afraid too? Was he as in love as her? Would she ever be capable of saying what she truly felt? It was all a big mess, but a mess she loved being in.

It was an escape from the real world, the bills, the exhaustion, the worries and problems. When they were together Tessa forgot about her dead mother, the huge bills, how tired she was from working two jobs, from the confusion she felt on her head whenever she thought about the future, how she missed her brothers, especially Tate, how she missed New York and Taylor would also have his escape, from being a parent, from Alison, the divorce, the band, the "rules" society put upon a dad, a rockstar, an older guy, from his age.

And when they kissed, the whole world went away and there were just the two of them, so into each other nothing else mattered.

Tessa was sitting on the street, waiting for him to arrive. It was Friday night and she finally got off work. Tessa could feel her entire body sworn, her back was killing her and her feet had doubled the size. She had cried that night, life wasn't perfect, she still had her problems to deal with and it was lonely during the week, even with Dave's kids filling up most of the void inside of her. She didn't like telling anyone about her problems, not even with Lizzie, but for some reason, sometimes, when it was too much to bare, Tessa would confide in Taylor and tell all of it and he'd help take the burden off her back.

Taylor finally arrived, honking twice and Tessa entered the car, she put her sleepover bag on her feet and gave Taylor a soft kiss before resting her head on the window, closing her eyes trying not to think on the pain she was in.

"Hard day?" He asked, taking her hand and gently caressing it.

"You have noooooo idea" she said, turning her head to face him "how was your day? How's your kids? And the house searching?".

Taylor begun searching for a house one week before, he was very picky and slow, tessa would help him out searching online but couldn't visit all of them, because he'd usually go on week days. She thought during the research if she'd ever had a house like that for herself, ended up getting upset because she knew the answer, she'd die before paying her debt.