The Tattoo Kiss (Jaylor Fanfiction)

Dress

March 17th; 2012
One Month Later
Taylor Swift's Point of View
I rest my head on Joe's chest as he twiddles my fingers around. I've been letting him help us more recently. The job hunt as been unsuccessful and I've been more dependent. It's not like I beg for the money or only have sex with him for it. He offers it and I just happen to not say no. I don't know why he helps me, he could have left so long ago and stayed somewhere else but instead he's here...I feel like something is keeping him here but I can't exactly tell what it is.

"You're so cute." Joe says.

"I know." I ridicule.

"You have cute hands."

"I don't know how to respond to that."

He laughs slightly and holds my hand to his chest. "Am I ever gonna meet your daughter? I mean, we see each other all the time...maybe she should know who I am."

"She doesn't really know what friends with benefits actually means. I don't think it's a good time to introduce her to that."

"You don't need to tell her that we have sex. I mean, I know you and you're great. I want to know your daughter. Just tell her I'm a friend and leave out the benefits part of it."

"I'll think about it."

"I feel like people saying 'I'll think about it' is just another way of saying no."

"I'm not going to disagree with that statement. I just don't think it's a good time or I'm ready...or her."

"Okay, fine. I'll just wait."

"Why are you still here? Why do you wait for me and help me?"

"Because I love you." This causes me to pause for a moment and try to think but nothing really comes out.

"Thank you?" I seriously said 'thank you' out of all things.

"I meant like uh platonically. As like-a friend." He spits out.

"If you say so." I chuckle as I look up at him. I think he actually does love me romantically but I'll put it aside. Pretend I didn't hear that and move on.

"I don't love you!"

"Okay, I believe you." I don't believe him but denial is way more fun.

"Do you love me?" He asks.

"Ew, no." I have never friend zoned a person harder in my life.

"It's almost three. I should get going now." He begins to get out of bed.

"No, you don't need to go. Stay with meeee." I beg and pull his hand and he collapses back on the bed.

"What about Liv? You can't leave her alone and you don't want me around her."

"I have an idea. It might sound stupid and maybe selfish."

"Oh god. Whenever you have ideas, they usually aren't the best."

"We leave her at the house with a babysitter and go to a hotel."