- Four -

I have spend my Wednesday trying to get my mind off her. Karlie of course. I had an early meeting this morning with, again Tree and some other people. And naturally, the meeting was about my lack of inspiration. And yet again, here I am thinking of, not even my career. But of one of my friends.

Yes I call Karlie a friend now, since we text every minute of the day. And what else should I call her? I recall Tree saying; "You should be less distracted and more focussed on your career."

"Im not stupid." I had snapped at her. At the same time I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket again. I wanted to get it out of there and just read her texts, but I knew it would be an 'irresponsible' action in that moment.

And here I am again, sitting on my couch and texting her with a big grin on my face. I feel like weve known each other for years now. Even though we only met in person for like three times and we only really know each other for a week. We talk about literally anything coming up in our little minds. Cats, music, ex boyfriends, friends, series and more cats. You know, the usual but then more and better.

"Wanna come over Karls? Im bored and Im free anyway." I didn't realize I wrote the text until I had pressed sent.

"Fuck." I mumble underneath my breath, causing Meredith to look at me with an annoyed expression on her face.

I had promised myself not to see Karlie until this Thursday. Which is tomorrow, not today. I needed time to think and I still do. What is it about this girl that makes me feel so.. weird.

I push the grumpy cat off me and get up from the couch. I start pacing around the room, waiting for Karlie to answer. "Fuck." I mumble again. Bad plan Taylor. Bad plan. Maybe she doesn't even want to see you. I walk over to my guitar standing in the corner of my living room, next to my piano. I pick it up, walk back to the couch and sit back down.

I start strumming a few chords and hum some random sounds before coming up with some lyrics.

"Were so young, were on the road to ruin.

We play dumb, we know exactly what were doing.

We cry tears, of mascara in the bathroom,

honey life is just a classroom."

Its a pretty upbeat rhythm I'm playing and I kinda like it. Its not country at all though, its so poppy. Well I wanted to go into pop anyway so I am actually allowed now to play poppy songs. I write the lines down and I continue with a random idea for a chorus.

"Cause baby I could build a castle, out of all the bricks they threw at me.

And every day is like a battle.."

I want to continue singing but Im distracted by a few loud knocks on my front door. I shoot a quick look over at the clock and see its 8pm. "Who the hell is that?" I mumble, annoyed of the person distracting me from my sudden creative, inspiration boost. I lay the guitar on the couch and walk over to the door. I open it without hesitation, thinking its probably one of my security guys.

"Karlie?" I say, my voice high and surprised.

"Hi!" She says, practically jumping me and flying into my arms.

I giggle at her extreme reaction and cant help but smile at the girl.

"What are you doing here?" I ask the younger girl, who looks at me confused when I ask her my question.

"Well.." She starts. "I read your text and was so happy that I directly ran out of my house and got into my car to see you." She smiles shyly at the ground. "I hope its okay that I'm here now?" She asks, looking up into my eyes again. Her face uncertain.

"Yes it is." I say. "Come in you silly girl." I see her big smile return on her face and the word happiness is practically written on her forehead. We both walk into my living room and I move the guitar back to its original corner.

"Oh I'm sorry. Were you writing?" Karlie asks, examining the note I laid down on the coffee table. I snatch the note away, in panic and say: "Yeah, but its fine. Its probably a shitty idea anyway."

"Im sorry if I bothered you in the process though." She says calmly.

"Its totally fine. Im glad you're here. I have been kinda lonely these last days." I say. God did I really just say that? That must have sounded pathetic.

"Aw Tay, well I'm here to rescue you!" Karlie says, putting one fist up in the air and lowering her voice to make it sound heroic. She then sits down on the couch and smiles widely. I like her smile.

Taylor. No. Shes. A. Girl.

I lay the note down on my piano, next to the other song I finished about a week ago. Wildest dreams. Then I walk over to the couch again, asking Karlie what she wants to drink.

"Just water please?" She asks neatly.

"No more wine?" I ask her jokingly. She turns red and turns her face away from me. Oh, right. The night.

I walk into the kitchen and pour us two glasses of water and then return to the living room. When I sit down I hear Karlie nervously clear her throat. "So uhhm." She starts.

"Taylor. I.. I really want to apologize for that night in the club." She says.

"Its okay Karlie I.." I start, but she interrupts me.

"Its not okay Tay. It was super rude of me to just ditch you from the second that Brian arrived. I mean we were having so much fun before he joined. I mean.. we did right?" She looks at me, noticeably terrified of what I will say.

"Yeah we were. I really enjoyed talking and dancing with you." I say calmly, feeling my anger boil up again, but remaining calm because I don't want to hurt her.

"Okay good because I thought so too." She says, playing with her own hands.

"Who is that Brian anyway?" I cant help it, I have to ask and I'm trying really hard not to sound angry. Karlie looks up at me again.

"He is one of the stylist from VS." She says. "We didn't see each other since the show back in October, just like me and you."

"Well. Glad you could catch up then." I say sarcastically. She immediately looks down at her hands again and remains silent.

"So what did you two lovebirds do when I left?" I ask her, my voice annoyed. She looks back up again directly.

"Lovebirds?" She asks, her voice high pitched and shocked.

"Yeah, you heard me. You guys were practically making out on the dance floor." I say, my voice bitter.

"Taylor, he has a boyfriend." Karlie says, a small smile appearing on her face. I look away from her face and down to my hands this time.

"Oh." I mumble after a while. "I didn't know that, he was.."

"Gay." She says, sounding a bit more confident again. Im not looking at her right now because my cheeks are probably redder then a tomato, but I can hear that she is smiling and it annoys me.

"Is that why you were so angry?" She asks. "Were you jealous?" I look back up again and into her eyes, which seem to be a bit happier then just a few minutes ago. Yet, I'm still annoyed. Was I? Was I jealous?

"Karlie thats ridiculous." I snap at her. "Why would I be jealous of you and some guy?" I ask her, looking away again. Its too awkward to look at her right now.

"I don't know." I hear her mumble. Still smiling, I can hear that too.

"Why the fuck are you smiling?" I ask her angrily.

"Because I think its kind of funny. This whole situation I mean. And I'm flattered that you're jealous." She says.

"Im not jealous." I say angrily, getting up from the couch and walking into the kitchen. I hear her getting up too and following me.

"Maybe it wasn't a good idea for you to come here tonight." I say to her as I wildly turn around.

"I can go if you want me to?" Karlie asks, her smile faded away from her face now.

I remain silent for a few minutes and then she turns around towards the door. She starts walking towards it when I grab her hand.

"No. Stay." I firmly say. Im angry at her but I cant let her leave. She lets out a deep breath when she feels my hand grabbing hers. I let go of her and she sits down at the kitchen table and I take a seat on my kitchen counter.

"Im really sorry I ditched you that night Taylor. I really am. Im sorry I just laughed about the whole Brian thing, it was just funny for me because I know him so well, you know?" She says, her smile not present.

"Well it wasn't funny for me." I reply coldly.

"Okay." She says. And we both stay silent for a while, before she breaks it again.

"Its okay if you're jealous." She says, looking at me, studying my face.

"I.. Im not. Okay?" I say. My voice still bitter and angry.

"Okay.." She says, looking down once more. We both stay silent again and I refuse to look her in the eyes.

"Are we okay?" She asks after a long period of silence.

"I guess so." I mumble, still not looking at her. She gets up from the chair, walks towards me and hugs me tightly. Its kind of an awkward hug since my arms are just hanging beside my body, which makes it hard to hug her back. Its a nice hug though. Its always nice to hug Karlie and to smell her vanilla mixed with lavender scent again. Im such a weirdo.

"What are you so stressed about Tay?" She asks me, her head resting on my shoulder now as she doesn't let go of me.

I let out a deep breath and say: "I honestly really don't know Karls."

She steps back and lets go of me but grabs my hands. She looks down at our intertwined fingers and starts circling with her thumbs on the top of my hands. "Lets watch some tv and just have a relaxed night okay?" She says, her face seems calm and peacefully, yet I notice a slight sense of nervousness on it. I nod, jump off the kitchen counter and follow Karlie to the living room, our hands still holding each other.

We plop down on the couch and she makes me lay down comfortable on her shoulder. "This is nice." I say. Unknowingly voicing my thoughts. She giggles and turns on the tv. "Law and order or Greys?" She asks. She might not know me for that long but she knows a lot about me. "Law and order, for a change." I say, a smile back on my face. And for the first time this week, I feel myself completely relax.

I feel Karlie's hand softly stroke my upper arm.

"Taylor?" She asks after a while. "Are we weird?"

I think about the question for a bit before answering; "I think everyone is a little weird. I guess that makes us.. Normal." I look up at her from my position on her shoulder, she is smiling. But her smile quickly fades away as she seems to be thinking again.

"What are you thinking about?" I ask her. She stays silent for a bit and then asks: "Is this normal?"

Im lost in my thoughts for a while before answering. What does she mean? Is she not comfortable with me laying like this? Are our conversations weird. Does my breath smell bad? Should I go away?

I slowly try to sit up straight by getting up from her shoulder. "No." She says. "Please stay.. like that."

I lay back down on her shoulder and wrap one arm around her waist and try focussing on the tv for a bit.

"Are you okay with.. with.. this.. right now?" I ask her after a while. Her hand is stroking my arm again and I'm breathing in her amazing vanilla, lavender mixed smell.

"Yes." She answers calmly and simply.

"Then I am too." I say as I close my eyes and drift away into a peaceful sleep.

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A/N

Its like 3am and I am tireddddd but hey I finished two chapters which I really really enjoyed writing. Chapter five will be up in a bit too. Thanks for reading and feedback is always apreciated!

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