Taylor and Brian

"Hey." I sit down next to Taylor. She's been crying. I can tell.

"Hi." She squeeks out in her amazing voice. Her song White Horse comes to mind for some reason.

"What happened?" She turns to face me and her face is puffy.

"Brian!" She higs me and starts to cry again.

"Taylor. What happened?" I say a little more forcefully.

"It was awful." She whispers. "I was signing autographs in the park and this man comes up to me and I got a little nervous. I thought he might ask for an autograph, but he looked me dead in the eyes and said, 'Die you fucking slut. Choke on your own autotuned voice and fucking die.' It was horrible." No one talks to my girl like that.

"Taylor Alison Swift. Look at me." She did. "Don't let ANYONE tell you you're horrible. You do NOT deserve to die. If anything, you deserve to live the longest happiest life, get married, have kids, and be the best you can possible be. You are special T. I know it's true. Your fans know it's true. Your family knows it's true. Now you need to know it."

Taylor nods. "Brian? Can I stay with you tonight? I don't want to be alone."

"Sure babe." We stand up and I hold her as we walk to my car. When we get into the car, I plug in my iPod and play our playlist. The first song on is Our Song written and sung by Taylor, herself.

Taylor laughs and my breath catches. Only she has the power to do that. "You were driving shotgun with your hair undone in the front seat of my car!" I sing offkey. "Come on babe. I can't even listen to myself sing. Please, take over?" She laughs again and begins to sing with her amazing voice.

Three songs later and we arrive at my apartment. "What should we do tonight?" I ask once we get upstairs.

"Movie night? Popcorn, candy, pop, and a whole night of movies?" she asks.

"Whatever you want is what we'll do." I kiss her nose. She giggles.

"Brian, we should watch the Notebook first. Please?" She gives me puppy dog eyes that I can't say no to and she squeals.

"I'll start popcorn!" I say and head to the kitchen. I hear her opening the movie case and starting the movie. I put the popcorn in the microwave thinking of all the amazing moments we've shared and Taylor comes up behind me and kisses my back.

"Thank you." She whispers.

"Anyday." I tilt her chin up to my face and kiss her passionately. "I love you." I whsper for the first time. Her breath catches in her throat ans she looks up to me.

"You mean it?"

"I do. Taylor, I love you with all my heart. You're my girlfriend of one year. I took too long, I know. It's better late than never. I've just been too scared of your reaction. I love you."

"I love you, too." She brings my head back down and I have a feeling we won't be watching movies much tonight. I grab her waist and run my tongue across her bottom lip asking for entrance. She lets me access her mouth and my tongue goes to explore this new territory. We've never frenched before. This is going really fast. We've both frenched and had sex with other people before we met, but this is the first time for us.

"Are you, sure?" I ask pulling away briefly. She nods and our mouths connect once more with an increased level of passion, fire, and hunger. I pick her up and go to the bedroom. I lay her on my bed and start to unbutton her shirt. Slowly at first, but she bites lightly at my bottom lip and I start going faster. I throw her shirt somewhere in my room and she start bringing my own shirt over my head.

She slides her hand down my abs and giggles. I can't resist and unclasp her bra in one quick movement. I trail kisses down her neck until I reach her protruding chest. She moans as my lips make contact with her full breasts. I roam her body with my hands and stop on her waist. I take one of her breasts into my mouth and start to suck. She moans. I move my left hand to cup the breast currently not being occupied by my mouth.

I treat her other breast the same way I treated the first and look into her eyes. I pull off my heans as she slides down her skirt. I'm in nothing but boxers and she's in nothing but panties. "Taylor, you are so beautiful."

"I love you, Brian. Please, let's go all the way tonight." I nod and she pulls me on top of her. My boner was in full bulge and she giggled at the feeling on her leg. I move slightly to the right and it's between her legs. She gasps and I feel her smile through my kisses. She pulls off my boxers and I pull off her panties. I put on a condom quickly.

I feel her spread her legs and I put the tip of my dick at her entrance. She's wet. Oh is she wet. I move an inch and her lips swallow my head. I move in slowly and Taylor moans at the feeling. Neither of us has had sex in a long time. We start slow and I pick up thrusting speed. We are finally having sex with each other. Our lips never leave each other the whole time. We continuously moan into one anothers mouths, though. We both cum and we lay on the bed.

"Wow." Taylor breathes.

"Wow." I agree. We face each other.

"I love you Brian Mason Jackson."

"I love you, too Taylor Alison Swift." We look into each others eyes and have 'fun' for the rest of the night if you know what I mean.

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I know it's short and I apologize. I've had insane writers block the past few days and I wanted to try out the guy perpective. Tell me how I did! :D

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