"Yes yes that's okay with me." I say.

"Very well, I'm guessing you know the drill, but if not someone will be in contact with you in the next couple of days."

"Thank you."

"Thank you." The lady says.

"What was it?" Selena asks and I lift my hands up.

"It's, it's an invitation to perform at the grammy's. We're going to perform at the Grammy's again!"

"I'm slumped. Never let me out again. I'm gonna head to bed and cry. Hi Sel bye Sel." Nat says as she walks in.

"What happened?" I ask.

Nat stops walking as she hangs her head down.

"Alex was there, spoiler alert I didn't want to see her." Nat says as she walks towards us. "Oh I also had dinner with Gal."

"I'm sorry babes, maybe it was for the best?" I say and she shrugs.

Nat sits on my lap as she wraps her legs around my torso and her arms around my neck.

"I have to say it." Selena says.

"Say what?" I ask.

"It just seems weird? Odd? Come on Taylor think about it. They were both doing fine nothing wrong was going on and suddenly she's with a man? Like out of the blue? Yeah something's not right."

"You have a point. Didn't you two go out for dinner like a couple months ago?" I ask Nat who's head is buried into the crook of my neck.

"Yes, but we haven't seen each other since. We usually just texted each other, but then she just stopped talking to me a few weeks ago." She mumbles.

"Something is definitely off."

"Dibs on sleeping with you and Selena because I don't want to sleep by myself tonight."

"Just this once okay?" I say and she nods.

"Have you guys seen your social media?" Sel asks.

"No, why?" Nat and I ask.

"Look for yourselves." She says handing us her phone.

'Taylor Swift seen once again with her guitarist. Confirmed dating.'

"What the hell?"

"You have got to be shitting me." Nat mumbles.

"Nice pictures." Selena says and I roll my eyes.

"So taken out of context." I say.

"Yeah I was holding her hand to help her out of the restaurant that and I was not gonna let any paparazzi near her. Also not my fault they didn't see the before of me bored out of my mind and the after of me sleeping in the car." Nat says.

"Should've seen her it was quite funny seeing her bored while I talked to the others."

"Um guys there's also something else that apparently we didn't see." Sel says as she gives us her phone again.

My eyes widen as I see the headline and the photo under it.

Well fuck.

"I-I no that's so out of context to. I swear, we were just out for a diner. This was a month almost two months ago. I swear." Nat says.

"I think it's time for you two to literally come out and say you're sisters, I mean technically sisters right? Yeah. I think it's time." Selena says.

"What do you think?" I ask Nat.

"She's right."

"I'll set up an interview." I say as I stand up and grab my phone.

"Let's just give out a statement or let's just wait it out."

Tobin's POV

"This did not just have to come up right now. This is bad!"

"Alex take a deep breath. Plus come on you have nothing to worry about now right? You're with Servando." I say.

"Tobin." Alex says sternly and I shrug.

"I told you that you should've said no."

"And I told you that my mother would do something stupid and now look." She shouts showing me her phone.

'Alex Morgan seen with Taylor Swift's suspected girlfriend'

'Alex Morgan gay?'

"This is not okay."

"Answer me this, are you uncomfortable about the other headline?" I ask and she scoffs.

"No."

"Alex Morgan gay?" I read the headline.

"Tobin."

"Alex."

"Be honest." I say and she sighs.

"It scares the shit out of me. This is not how I wanted everything to go." She says and I sigh softly.

"I'm sorry."

"And not only is that a curveball, I also lost Natalie in the process."

"It's not your fault Al."

"But it is Tobin! I let my mom take over my life. MY life. I should've just told her."

"It's not too late." I say.

"You're telling me THIS isn't too late." She says showing me her hand.

I rub my neck as I shrug.

"No?"

"YES TOBIN YES." She shouts and I raise my hands in defense.

"Maybe just a little." I say.

"I don't even want to be with him, she's not her."

"No shit." I say and she hits me with a pillow.

"Fuck me." She grumbles as she falls face first onto the bed.

And this is the end. Or maybe the beginning. We'll see I guess.

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