- Ten -

Taylor's POV:

"Karlie?"

"Hmm?" The gorgeous model looks up at me.

"Do you have a pen for me?" I ask. I can hear some confusion in her voice as she answers:

"Yeah in that drawer." She points at a drawer in the kitchen, close to the fridge. Weird place for a pen.

"Okay, thanks." I say as I get up from the kitchen table where we have been sitting for about two hours, just eating and talking.

I walk over to the particular 'pen drawer' and when I open it I see that the whole thing is a mess of notes, screwdrivers, glue, stones, toothpicks, a hairbrush, multiple hair clips and what not. Karlie must have seen my surprised reaction as I hear her say:

"Yeah thats my messy drawer."

I let out a small giggle at that. "I see." I say. No pen though.

I start going trough the messy thing and reach all the way over to the back. "What are th.. Oh god." I throw a few square formed packages back into the drawer. "Oh god." I repeat. Karlie has started laughing hysterically now, even clapping her hands together.

"Why condoms? Why here?" I ask, starting to laugh too now.

"Well.. Why not." Karlie says through her laughs.

"God, Karlie I just want a pen. Not your fucking condoms." I say, smiling at the younger girl.

"No you wont need these condoms anyway huh?" She says playfully, smirking at me.

"Shut up!" I shout at her, throwing one of them towards her.

"Missed. Like always." She says, laughing at me. I give her a fake angry look and focus back on the pen.

"Aah, yes!" I say way too happy as I finally find it. I then feel the condom package I just threw at Karlie, hitting my head. "Lets put that back shall we?" I say as I pick it up from the ground, throw it back into Karlie's 'messy drawer' and close it forcefully.

"Why do you even need a pen?" Karlie asks when I sit down at the table again.

"I have a lyric in my head." I explain to her.

"Well don't you need something to write it onto then, dummy?" She says, her smiling lips looking so.. kissable. Focus Swift. You got this inspiration. You need it. Write it down.

"Oh yeah." I say. Smart. So smart.

"Wait." Karlie says while getting up and rushing into the living room, coming back with a small, cute looking notebook.

"Its empty." I say, going through all the pages.

"Yeah never used it." She states simply as I begin to write on the first page:

"This love is good, this love is bad.

This love is alive, back from the death."

"Wow." I hear Karlie whisper softly.

I softly start 'whisper singing' the lyrics out loud. Yes. Whisper singing.

I can feel Karlie's stare burning onto my face and so I lay the pen down and look back into her beautiful green eyes. "Almost done. Just give me a second." I say calmly as she smiles and nods at me.

"Clear blue water, high tide came and brought you in,

And I could go on and on, and on an on and I will."

I hum the lyrics and look back up to Karlie.

"Wow." She says again, a bit louder now.

"Ill finish it later." I say as I look at her beautiful, smiling face.

"Okay. You can also do it now. I wont mind." She says. Cute.

"No.. well I just had these few lines in my head for like about an hour now so I just needed to write them down." I explain. She nods enthusiastically and I can see her cheeks turning pink a bit.

"Why are you blushing?" I ask kindly.

"Cause you're.. well you know. The Taylor. I was.. well am a huge fan and now you're just writing a song in my kitchen. Its.. Its kinda weird." She says, blushing, smiling and looking down.

"You're so cute Karlie." I say with a giggle. Im Taylor Swift. World star Taylor Swift, dating a girl. I can already see the front page of every single magazine saying: 'Taylor Swift gay for supermodel Karlie Kloss?!' Or: 'Swift falls for hot model Kloss, true love?' or even better: 'TayTay goes GayGay?' This isn't gonna end well. Im going to hurt Karlie with all of this. God what was I thinking? I cant just..

"Taylor!" I hear a voice suddenly shout. Its Karlie who is looking at me expectingly, smiling but still I can see some worry in her eyes.

"Sorry I.. I zoned out again. Have that more oft.."

"I know you do." She says, smiling that million dollar smile at me. "What were you thinking about?" She asks.

"Uhm.." Do I tell her? "I.. uhmm.." Yes or no? "Nothing."

"Really? You looked terrified, I mean you don't have to tell me but.."

"Im just scared." I say, interrupting her.

"Of what?" She asks, smiling still but her smile growing smaller with the second.

"Us.. I.. I don't want to lose you because of the stupid media and I just want to be able to be with you. Everywhere. I want to.. to kiss you on sidewalks, in the middle of restaurants, at my work, or at yours. I just want you Karlie.." I had started crying again. Obviously.

"Hey hey. Shhh, its all going to be alright." She says softly, walking over to my side of the table and hugging me from the side. I get up from the chair and hug her tightly. I can feel her stroking my back softly and I relax in her embrace. "I love you so much."

"I love you too." I hear her whisper. Oh. I said that out loud. Oh well.

She releases us from the tight hug, strokes a few strains of hair behind my ears and then wipes some tears from my cheeks. "Taylor, we will figure it out okay? We will figure it out. We can just lay low for now and then eventually tell friends and family. But for now its just you and me." She says all the words so calm, so sincere.

"You and me." I say, looking into those big green eyes of her.

She nods calmly and kisses my forehead. "You and me." She says while resting her arms on my lower back. We stand there like that for a while, breathing in each other's scent and just enjoying each other's company.

"I am so lucky to have you, Karlie Kloss." I say after a while, stepping back a little.

"And I'm so lucky to have you Taylor." She says with a smile, but before I can smile back at her, her phone is ringing.

"Ill be right back, probably work." She says as she rushes back into the living room to grab the phone.

"Hello this is Karlie Kloss." I can hear her say, I smile at that. She is so cute. I walk over to the living room and plop down on the couch.

"Yes.. Yes.. Shes here.. Yeah.. Who was I speaking to again?"

I look up at her and point at myself. "Me?" I whisper surprised.

She nods and hands the device over to me. "Some woman named Tree." She whispers.

Fuck.

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Im sitting with my head in my hands on the couch. Crying. Again. Why do I always have to be so dramatic?

"Okay so what just happened?" Karlie asks. I can feel her hand stroking my back again. God, she must think im such a loser.

"Taylor? What did she say?" She asks again, impatiently.

"Tree.. is.. is.. my publicist." I manage to say in between sobs.

"She.. she saw.. me entering here." I continue. "Even though I was.. supposed to be 'sick' in bed." I lean back and try to relax into the couch. Karlie holds my hands now and looks at me expectingly.

"So?" She asks.

"So. That means.. paparazzi followed me. She.. Tree.. she.. Karlie there.. they.." I stop talking because I don't think she understands a word I say.

"Please tell me." She says kindly, her face worried.

"They took photos of us. Kissing." I say, defeated when I speak the words out loud.

Silence.

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Karlie's POV:

Shit.

"No." I say when hearing her say these words.

"No." I repeat. "No no no no no no. Impossible."

Taylor grabs my phone, immediately goes to google and types in: 'Taylor Swift and Karlie Kloss'. What I see then is horrible and I gasp out loud and hear her let out a loud sob.

"No." I say once again.

On the photos you can see me opening the door for her. My front door. She comes in after a few words. But we never close the door. Our conversation then continues in the hallway. There are like 100 photos of us just talking and then it comes.. I kiss her. Right there, in the middle of the doorway. And the photos aren't even blurry. No, they're perfect. Shit.

"No." I say again. "Fuck, Taylor. No." I can feel the panic rising up and tears are coming out of my eyes too now. "No."

She throws my phone back on the photo and gets up from the couch angrily. "We are so fucking stupid." She says loudly and then starts pacing around the room. "This is it Karlie. This is the end." She says while sobbing and sitting back down on the couch, burying her head in her hands again. 

I just sit there, not moving. What do we do now. What do we do?

"Fuck!" I shout out loud, slamming my fist on the table. Then suddenly, I hear the bell ring. "What the fuck!" I say annoyed, as I walk over to the front door.

"Its Tree." I can hear Taylor say neutrally. Maybe she can help. Okay Karlie relax its okay. Everything will be fine.

I open the door and see a red haired woman stand in front of me and she looks rather.. angry.

"Ah. So you're the one who caused us all this shit." She says as she passes me and walks into my house. Thats right, my house. Excuse you!

"Hello to you too." I say, my voice still angry and annoyed.

"Im not here for fun talks miss Kloss. We have some problems to solve don't we? So lets get started, wheres Taylor?" Tree says strictly.

"Living room." I mumble as I pass her, walk into the living room again and sit down next to a still hysterically crying Taylor.

"Okay so.." Tree sits down on a chair opposite of us. "Taylor, let me just say that this going to be one of the most difficult things we've ever done." She says. Taylor looks up to the red head and sits straight up now. "Were fucked huh?" She mumbles, defeated.

"Practically." Tree says, giving Taylor a sad smile which only causes Taylor to cry more. I decide to stroke her back again as I don't really know what else to do.

"So Karlie, I did some research on you and couldn't really find any gay relationships. Now tell me though, are you in love with Taylor here or is she just some kind of playmate for you."

Bitch what?!

"Excuse you! Thats rude as fuck!" I say loudly as I can feel Taylor tense up.

"Tree.." Taylor starts but shes interrupted by the older woman. "Taylor, weve been through this before. You fall in love, well sort of and then theres the rumours and then you break up. Its just a circle that keeps going around. Now I'm here, to maintain your image as miss feminist, miss not dating and certainly miss im not gay. So whats going on here?"

I cant contain myself any longer and get up from the couch angrily. Thats my Taylor she's talking about.

"Ehmmm, miss Tree or whatever the fuck your name is. Do your fucking job and stop insulting Taylor or get the fuck out of my house." I say loudly. She seems unimpressed however and just turns to Taylor again, who is looking at me, a sad but surprised look on her face. I decide to sit back down.

"Tree. Im not gay. I don't know what I am. I love Karlie though. Im in love with Karlie." Taylor says, her expression empty. I put my hand on her back and start stroking it again, hoping to calm her a bit. And calm me.

"Ive heard the 'I love him' or well.. her, part a couple of times though." Tree says. "But okay, heres the thing. You're about to launch your new album which is unfinished but well.. And you need positive attention right now. Not the 'kissing a hot supermodel in the hallway' kind of attention."

I try to keep myself calm but I can feel my jaws clench together aggressively. "I don't want to go through all this drama again." I hear Taylor mumble softly. Which drama? Me?

"Thats why I've deleted the pictures from the internet. Well I tried, of course some people have already seen them and saved them and stuff so that part is unfixable. But." The red head points one finger up in the air. "I have this idea of coupling you up with this dj." Oh my god.

"Nope." I hear Taylor say loudly. "No way. Not doing that Tree."

"Taylor its for your own good. He is handsome, popular and most important of all; male." Tree says.

"No Tree. I have Karlie. I love Karlie." Taylor says, her eyebrows furrowed.

"So you want to tell me that you are going to come out then?" Tree says, a mean smile on her face. God, I want to punch this woman so badly.

"No.. yeah.. well.. maybe.. I don't know." Taylor mumbles, her confidence gone.

"Well then. How would you do that? What is your plan?" Tree asks, still smiling.

"There is no plan. No one was supposed to know yet." Taylor says.

"His name is Calvin. Calvin Harris. He's your best chance Taylor." Tree says, expression serious again.

"Chance of what? Living a fake life?" Taylor says, throwing her arms up in the air aggressively.

"A chance of not being hated by everyone in the world." Tree states simply.

"Ehm.." I say. "Im sure Taylor's fans will be okay with her having a girlfriend. They're her fans." Taylor nods and looks towards Tree again.

"Okay if thats what you girls want?" Tree says. What a bitch.

"How though?" Taylor asks, as if suddenly in panic.

"Just post it online. Instagram, Twitter, Tumblr, whatever." Tree says, getting up from the chair now.

"Really?" Taylor asks, clearly surprised by her publicist's reaction.

"Just call me if you change your mind." The red head says as if knowing that we will.

"Uhmm.. oh.. okay." Taylor mumbles as she gets up to to let Tree out of the house since she seems to be wanting to leave.

"Be wise Taylor. We just cleaned up your image and you might be making a big mistake." I hear Tree say before I hear the front door fall into its lock.

Taylor returns into the living room with a weird look on her face. "She is the meanest person ever." I say to her as I stand up. "She can be yeah." Taylor says neutrally as we embrace each other in a long and tight hug. Both finally breathing again.

"Taylor?" I ask after a while.

"Hmm?"

"What did you mean with 'not again'?" I ask her, looking into her watery blue eyes.

"Well look, Tree.. she always wants me to date the 'good guys'. Thats actually how I met a few of my exes. Well two, John and Harry." She says, looking down to the ground.

"Thats.. wow Taylor thats.." I cant find my words but she interupts me.

"Horrible. I know. Believe me I.. I really did have a connection with these guys though, I thought I was in love." She says, her eyes starting to water again.

"Hey its okay." I whisper softly as I put a strain of hair behind her ear. She is so beautiful.

"The superstar world is quite strange huh?" She says, a sad smile covering her gorgeous face.

"Quite." I say, smiling at her.

"I didn't expect that Tay. But I mean its okay. Were here, were together. Were okay." I say, hoping to bring her some comfort.

"Karlie?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

We smile and I kiss her lips softly. Its a short kiss but just enough to relax us both.

"Lets run away." She says out of nowhere.

"Huh? What?" I ask, confused of what she wants.

"Lets run away." She repeats, smiling slightly. Is she being serious?

"Taylor we cant just.." I start.

"We can. Im just gonna call Tree and say I need to go on a trip to find my inspiration and were free to go." She says, her smile growing bigger.

"Taylor.. I.. I don't know.." I start again.

"Do you have any photoshoots or other things the next week?" She asks, fully smiling now.

"No I'm free but.."

"Karlie please, lets go? Please? I don't want to deal with all this shit right now. I cant.." Her smile fades away and her face turns sad again.

"I guess it could be fun.." I say, not wanting her to be sad anymore. She deserves some time off.

"Really? Are you serious?" She asks, the smile appearing on her face again. I nod and she practically throws herself on me, attacking me with kisses all over my face. I start laughing and try pushing her away. We end up bumping into the couch and falling backwards onto it.

"Smooth, Swift." I say, smiling to her laying on top of me now.

"Thats my second name." She says, giggling slightly.

"No its not." I say as I start tickling her sides once more.

"Aaaahh Karls stop!!" She shouts and laughs as she rolls off the couch and onto the ground with a loud thud.

"Wow are you okay?" I ask, seriously worried about the loud sound I heard when she fell onto the ground.

No answer.

"Tay?"

I look over at the ground and see her laying there.

"Taylor, this isn't funny. I was really worried." I say while sitting down on the ground next to her.

"Tay?"

Thats when I see it. A small pool of blood forming underneath her head.

"Oh my god Taylor!" I scream as I try to get her to sit, her eyes still closed. Its not working since her body is not working with me at all, I start panicking a lot now,  grab my phone off the table and dial 911.

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A/N

Wooooooww dramaaaa, tell me what you think guys?

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