Y/N's pov
Today was stressful, the dance studio was crowded and I hate crowds. I quit smoking when Taylor and I started dating last month. Well I caved and bought a pack again. Taylor said she won't be home for a few hours, so I should be fine.
Taylor's pov
I was so happy, I got to leave the recording studio early! That means I get to surprise my beautiful girlfriend.
No one came to the door when I knocked, so I let myself in, and I saw a pack of cigarettes on the porch table! I thought she quit months ago. I quietly walked to thr backdoor and opened it, and snatched the half-empty pack. "H-hey give those back." "Baby, I thought you quit when we started dating." "I-I did b-but dance was stressful today and I needed some relief." My heart broke, my baby works so hard doing ballet that she overworks herself. "Honey, you know you can talk to me about anything, bad habits just make it worse." She started crying, shit. "Hush baby its ok." I hugged her, I just want her to be happy.
