A Lifetime With You

The Night We MET

May 2, 2016
Taylor's POV
Tonight is the Met Gala and Tom and I are attending. I'm wearing a silver and black Louis Vuitton dress with black heels. "Babe, the driver is here if you're ready" Tom said, coming into our bedroom. Lorrie, my makeup artist, was doing some last minute finishes. "Hey, I need to talk to you privately." He looks a little confused. "I love you, you know that right? Please don't take this the wrong way, but I think I should walk the carpet alone." He was very understanding about it, which was surprising to me. We walked out to the car and headed to the Met Museum.

We arrived and I gave Tom a quick kiss before we parted our depressed ways. I'm standing here getting my picture taken, almost blinded by the thousands of flashes coming at me. I turn my head slightly when a particular someone catches my eye. He's VERY good looking. Our eyes met for a split second, I smile at him and then I realize I'm being ridiculous so I look away. I love Tom, I can't do this to him.

The rest of the night I enjoyed the time with my boyfriend. We danced and sipped champagne. "I love you." He smiled and said "I love you too." He kissed me. "It's a good thing this lipstick is matte. Otherwise, you'd have it all over your lips." "I don't care. As long as I'm with you" he said. He really made me feel special. Calvin made me feel special too, until I realized what an asshole he was. Hearing all the stuff he's said about me since we broke up is really hurtful, but I try to not let it bother me since I'm in love with Tom now.

Tom's POV
We get back home to Taylor's NYC apartment for the night. We're both a little tipsy. Taylor was in the bathroom, washing off her makeup and I was lying on the bed, watching her. How did I, out of all people, get to be with her? I got up and went into the bathroom. "I'm about to take a shower." She looks at me as I start taking off my shirt. "I was gonna take one" she said. "Then I guess you better join me." She smiled at me and bit her lip. I go in for a long kiss and she pulled away. "I might just take my shower in the morning. You go ahead" she said, placing a kiss on my chest. Any other time she would be up for it. What's going on with her? I come out of the bathroom after my shower and she's smiling at her phone, not realizing I had come out. "What's going on?" She looked confused. "Is there someone else? Why are you smiling at your phone like that?" I snatch her phone from her. "What the hell Tom?! Give me my phone! No, there's no one else! Look at it! I was texting Gigi!!!" she says sternly. I throw her phone back on the bed. I put on some underwear and climbed under the covers, turning my body opposite of hers. She was so lovey-dovey earlier tonight and all of a sudden she's acting sketchy. Is this the end of us?