Room 13 (Kaylor)

Chapter Six.

A/N: Hey guys hope you're well! This chapter is just one big horny rollercoaster so strap on- I mean in.
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"Ella, relax...you're going to be great."

Taylor chuckles as Ella continues pacing back and forth in the green room at the back of the bar they're in, singing harmonies and wringing her hands nervously like she has been for the last hour as she glances at Taylor before she exhales shakily.

"I know, i'm not nervous about the singing...much. it's just that the head of the record label I recorded with the other week is going to be out there, Taylor. I have to impress him-."

"And you will. You're amazing, Ella, and you know you are. Just...exhale all that nervous energy out, keep your voice nice and fresh, and you'll do amazing." Taylor says encouragingly, offering her a small smile and holding her hand out for Ella to take, which her friend does with a chuckle of her own, eyebrow raised and staring at Taylor in amusement.

"Wow...those sessions with Karlie really did wonders for you, huh?" She teases. Taylor's heart skips a beat at the mention of her therapist, and she finds herself checking her phone like she has been obsessively for the last hour to see if Karlie's messaged her yet telling her she's here.

Still no new notifications...

"I still can't believe you invited her." Ella says with a soft laugh, prompting Taylor to look up at her with a shrug.

"I figured it might be helpful to have a therapist around to offer advice of support, then the better and more relaxed you'd feel." Taylor says somewhat truthfully.

"Awww always looking out for me, huh, Miss Swift?" Ella teases, prompting Taylor to smile softly and squeeze her hand affectionately.

"Always."

Truth be told, she hadn't exactly been thinking about Ella when she invited Karlie to this bar tonight to see her sing, but she had definitely thought about the benefits of having Karlie here to watch her sing in an effort to calm herself down after she almost had a panic attack coming to terms with what she'd just done.

Burst into Karlie's office unannounced, paint all over her body and clothes, talking manically about the artwork on Karlie's walls meaning something when the truth is, Karlie probably just got bored one day and grabbed a bunch of paints and threw them at some canvases, just like she said she did.

She's still embarrassed by the whole ordeal, which is why she keeps checking her phone to see if Karlie has texted her yet saying she's here...she wants to apologize for her behavior, it was completely out of line, but Karlie didn't seem to mind it. They'd spent a good fifteen minutes chatting before Karlie's next client had come in and Taylor had been forced to leave, just talking about anything and everything...it was just so easy with Karlie, everything was...Taylor's never felt safer than she does in that office, or more, in Karlie's presence...the girl just had something about her that always had the ability to make Taylor feel like she was going to be okay, no matter what-

"Alright, are you sure my set-list is good? maybe this song doesn't go so well with the others..."

Taylor completely tunes Ella out at the feeling of her phone buzzing in her hand, and she looks down to see a text message from none other than Karlie.

Karlie Kloss [19:25]
Hey Tay, i'm here. Are you?

Taylor's heart begins racing erratically, and she jumps up from her position and glances at herself in the mirror, the lightbulbs surrounding it shining brightly and accentuating her makeup. She checks herself over, making sure her makeup is good, flawless and not streaked and her hair is as curled to perfection as always, no smudges on her lipstick-