Karlie's P.O.V
"Karlie come quick!" is the scream I hear from Taylor while I'm preparing dinner for us in our apartment in Nashville. "What?" I call back as I run up the stairs and slide into our master bedroom. There I see Taylor jumping up and down in her lacy red underwear and matching bra. Dirty thoughts cross my mind until I see her shining blue eyes centimetres away from my own eyes. Leaping backwards in shock I'm quick to respond to her tears that are streaming down her face. "What's wrong Taylor?" I instantly ask, pulling her body towards mine and taking note of the way we fit perfectly together. She pulls back and instantly reveals a long white stick. My throat tightens the same way it has for the last six months that we have been trying to get pregnant. Of course money isn't an issue with us being at the top of our fields right now but it emotional drag has been getting us down. "Oh Taylor, okay we can try again another time..." she instantly whacks me. "Ouch, that hurt?" Taylor hands me the stick and I grab it, turning it the right way I see a red plus in the box. My eyes blink as Taylor watches me, I feel butterflies forming but I have to confirm what I'm seeing so I quickly walk towards our bathroom and look at the instructions on the box. It says it perfectly clear. A plus is pregnant a line is not pregnant and I'm staring at a definite red plus. Dropping the test in shock I walk back towards Taylor who is still in the same spot. "Really?" I question. She nods and rushes towards me. "Really!" I lean in and meet her ruby red lips as we kiss sharing every positive feeling we have with each other. The kiss symbolises months of heartbreak and empty promises that have finally come true. As we part lips I kneel down before Taylor and press kisses on her lower abdomen where our child is nestled safe in Taylor's womb. Rising I meet Taylor's stare and say. "We're pregnant baby!" she smiles and nods.
"That we are my beautiful wife."
The next few months fly by, Taylor goes out on a small 'Going Away' tour when she is three months pregnant and for once I take four months off to go with her. We are travelling all around the U.S and making stops at major support cities, three shows in New York, where we once lived after we came out as a couple, three in L.A where we got married, three in Nashville where we now live, accepted for who we are and at least one city in every state so people can hear her sing one last time before she takes an extended break and our baby is born. All the doctors have told us that she can be on the road until she is seven months pregnant and that is when they will no longer allow her to fly or be in unsafe circumstances. Luckily all her fans are excited beyond belief and she has turned the set list over to the fans listing songs that can be played acoustically so she can sit down. The set list will remain the same for the whole four months we are out and we are arranging a different opening act for every stop. They will all be famous singers and have agreed to help us out. Even Katy Perry offered to do one of our L.A shows. She's really come along since John Mayer cheated on her and she was suddenly in the same boat as Taylor had once been. It was touch and go for a while since Taylor found it hard to forgive but eventually we all moved forward and they are now good friends again.
Taylor's P.O.V
It's the last night of the 'Going Away' tour and I can't help but feel it all, we are finishing the last night here in Nashville, the place that accepted me and made me who I am. I start the night off with the first song anyone ever heard from me on the radio. Tim McGraw and following the fans favourite songs through the albums; Cold As You, Teardrop On My Guitar, Fifteen, Fearless, Hey Stephen, Jump Then Fall, Mine, Ours, Change, 22, Begin Again and finishing off with Wonderland because with my fans we really did find wonderland. Right now I'm in my dressing room getting ready to go. There's no one here except for me and my baby, and as I warm up my voice with some of my collaborative songs the baby begins to kick. Standing and allowing myself more air to breathe, I launch into Safe and Sound by the Civil Wars and myself before a hand snakes around me and lands on the bump. The hand is then joined by another arm and warm lips on the side of my neck. Gradually turning I see Karlie's bright smile and I know it's all worth it. Sure I will miss preforming but looking at the way my wife is looking at me right now I know that family will always come first and as I'm about to lean in to kiss Karlie an assistant walks past calling for two minute calls. I sigh as Karlie presses a kiss to my forehead and bends to kiss the baby before walking us towards the stage and giving me a last pep talk to be safe. I smile and walk onstage. "How did you all like the opening act tonight Nashville?" I question a screaming crowd; taking out my inner ear's to hear them yell back. "Good, good..." I state. "So the reason behind this tour is that you can see I'm pregnant..." more cheers erupt the packed Bridgestone Arena. "So this is goodbye for now, but not forever. I'll never forget what it was like when I used to open for every major country headliner in Nashville and this was my opening song." I pick up my old 'Taylor' guitar and begin to strum the opening notes and sing into the microphone in-front of me. "When you think Tim McGraw..." and before I fully appreciate what is happening it's all over. I'm sitting on the couch in the apartment and Karlie is talking to her manager getting the shoots organized for six months after the baby comes because Karlie wants to be another hands on mom too. I listen to her soft voice talk and without meaning to I fall asleep barely aware of the cats settling beside me and Karlie kissing my head delicately before we all wake the next morning.
The next two months pass in a blur as we prepare the babies room, friends come and catch up one last time before we become parents and our families come and see us too. It's not until the day before my due date on 6 September I start to feel a twinge in my lower back. Ignoring it I continue with my day and later that evening Karlie rubs my back for me, massaging it until I coo with relief. She hugs me from behind caressing the bump that will be a mini us forever and giving me kisses. We both drift off to sleep until 6.30am on the 6 September 2018 a sharp pain bolts me up in bed as fast as a heavily pregnant woman can sit up, Karlie groans and moves beside me. "What's up baby?" I look at her and shake my head. "Nothing. Must have been a kick." She nods and I lie down again and I'm almost asleep when I feel another one, Karlie is snoring again so I glance at the clock beside our bed. 6.42am, I nod and take note and calm myself before it hits again at 6.47am. This is when I start to get worried. Turning I poke Karlie. "Karlie...Karlie...Karlie wake up you lazy bitch!" I state as another pain rolls through me and I cry out. "What?" Karlie questions sitting up next to me as I start to breathe like they taught us in the classes. "I'm.in.labour." I breathe out calmly as Karlie sits there staring at me. "W-what?" she questions. I slowly repeat myself as she leaps into action, pulling off her pyjamas and grabbing her jeans and t-shit that have been out waiting for the last four weeks. As another pain rips through she calls our doctor for the delivery and tells her we will be at the hospital in five minutes before I cry out again making Karlie move faster.
Karlie's P.O.V
The car ride to the hospital seems to take forever as traffic is insane, everyone is trying to get kids to school and then get to work so it's insane. Finally arriving at the hospital I help Taylor out and we walk in, pausing when she gets a pain and she doesn't even try to say it doesn't hurt because she knows it would be a lie. I fill in the paperwork while she gets sorted in a private room and our doctor, Dr. Mitre checks her and tells us that Taylor is already at 9cm. "How didn't you notice?" she asks Taylor who tells her that she only had a sore back yesterday and I vouch for it. Dr. Mitre is amazed that Taylor hasn't even had her water break but she explained it could happen in the toilet without her knowing. I look at Taylor in amazement and she looks just as shocked until she grabs for my hand as a pain rips through again. "I'll be back in fifteen to see." Dr. Mitre states as she walks form the room. I nod but focus on Taylor. She squeezes my hand more regularly as the contractions get closer together. "How are we?" Dr. Mitre calls from the end of the bed as we both notice her. Taylor is sweating bucket loads but hasn't complained nor screamed once and I'm so proud of her.
Twenty minutes later we are all in position as Taylor's legs are in the foot holders ready for her to push. "Ready?" The doctor questions us, glancing up from between Taylor's legs. I look at Taylor and she nods as I kiss her forehead and let her squeeze my hand. "Breathe...1...2...3. Good work Taylor, one more like that." This continues for almost ten minutes when all of a sudden Taylor's face turns really red and she squeezes like mad. "Ow...ow...ow..." I cry out but then Dr. Mitre says,
"Okay now breathe through the next contraction Taylor...the head is out." She states as a nurse works on clearing the airways. I turn and whisper with all the love in the world. "Breathe baby..." Taylor's blue eyes meet mine and we smile. "Okay...and baby is out." Dr. Mitre calls as my head whips around to see the nurse wiping the baby down. I smile and bend down to kiss Taylor who looks absolutely exhausted, I push her sweaty hair from her face and kiss her lips, she responds but barely until Dr. Mitre walks over with our baby. "Congratulations Taylor, you have a beautiful baby girl." Taylor's eye gaze up to mine as I smile and Dr. Mitre places her in Taylor's loving arms.
"Oh wow." I comment as she opens her eyes and all I see is blue and I fall in love all over again. "Babe, they're blue." Taylor comments as she cradles her close and I snap a quick picture for myself knowing Taylor wouldn't want it. "She's so small Karlie." I nod and sit next to her on the bed as we fawn over our new baby girl. Taylor hands her to me as I coo, "hi precious, we're so glad that you are here." She just watches us in fascination. "What are we going to call her Taylor?" Taylor looks at me and then she says...
Taylor's P.O.V
Four Months Later...
Elizabeth is now four months old and sleeps like an angel. Right now I'm watching Karlie rock her gently back to sleep in the white rocking chair in her bedroom since she loves the motion. I'm startled when Karlie appears in front of me. "Hi baby." She states. "Ready to go back to work?" I shake my head. "Nope, not ready at all. She's my baby how can I be ready?" I question Karlie. She understands but shakes her head. "I don't know, but she will be fine. We will have a right old party." I shake my head at Karlie. "That doesn't mean I'm not going to miss her Karls..." Karlie wraps me into her arms as I press my face into her chest. I will miss the one on one time we have been spending just Elizabeth and I for the last four months. I rock would rock her in the chair, breast feed her, watch her sleep and occasionally play piano or guitar for her. She seemed to like it. "You can call us whenever you want, text as often as you want and I will picture text you every hour." I nod and look up at Karlie as she speaks. "I know this will be hard for you but your fans await the talent that you have built up since you last saw them. A few interviews will be good for you and them." I sigh, knowing she is right but still not liking the fact that I have to leave my baby for whole days at a time. Karlie kisses my forehead and I relax. I still have this last day with my girls before I go back to interviews and Karlie becomes the stay at home parent. In all fairness to Karlie she hasn't gone any further than Nashville since Elizabeth was born, but because she is so popular all the photo shoots happened in Nashville and we have a ton of pictures from photographers who took extra shots of Karlie and Elizabeth together on set. They respect us enough to give us the originals as they remember the day and they will be used over the next few days during interviews. I am excited because Ellen is actually coming to meet her at the end of the month which will be interesting because Ellen loves kids but has none of her own. I'm nervous to go back but know it's necessary.
Karlie's P.O.V
Four Months Later...
"Elizabeth where's mommy?" I question as I bounce the easily excited eight month old on my hip. I've spent the last four months at home with her and in that time she has begun to eat semi soft foods like cooked carrots and potato that is mashed up into baby form and is even moving onto formula so Taylor can stop breast feeding but it has helped her get back to her old figure that is slightly curvier now since Elizabeth, which I love. Taylor pops her head up from behind her hands and Elizabeth giggles which makes both Taylor and I smile. "God, that's so cute." Taylor states standing up and dusting off her hands and I nod agreeing with her. "I reckon." Taylor walks over to me after making sure Elizabeth is safe. "You nervous about going back..." I look down at her and nod my head. "Yeah, I'm going to miss our time. Just me and Elizabeth." Taylor nods and I instantly know how she felt. "It was the same for me, it takes a while to adjust too." I nod hoping it won't be too rough.
"I know, but I have to go to London. This is a major trip and I just..." I falter but Taylor hugs me and rubs my back and I know that she understands.
Two days later and London is a bore, the weather is terrible so the shoot has been delayed another day making me have one extra day away from my family and with nothing to do in the hotel all day I find myself looking at all the pictures we have taken of Elizabeth since she was born, her first day out in Nashville, meeting her grandparents and aunts and uncle and even meeting our friends. She is a proper show off now and will smile for the camera which make me smile and as I'm coming to the end my phone buzzes and Taylor's hourly picture pops up. It's one of Austin holding Elizabeth in a football position and they are both sound asleep. The caption reads. "Instagram moment. I love you." Unable to help myself I dial Taylor's number and we talk until it's three in the morning here in London and I have to be up at 6.00am for make-up and shooting at 8.00am. "Sleep time Karlie..." Taylor calls through the phone as I begrudgingly hang up and lie down and I am amazed when sleep comes quickly but so does the alarm on my phone. Wandering into make-up they look at me in shock. "You alright Karlie?" Trish asks. I nod and pull out my phone to look at pictures once more. "She's so cute Karlie." Another girl comments as I blush.
"Is that why you look like crap Karlie?" Trish asks as I nod. "Missing them?" I nod again and she lays her hand on my shoulder. "You'll be home soon." I nod wishing it was sooner rather than later but I can't complain as the shoot is finished in one day and I rush to the airport to make my flight only to be told it's been cancelled for three days due to weather. I call my publicist in a rush as she tries to console me but it doesn't work. I miss my family. "I'm sorry Karlie I can't do anything about it." I angrily hang up the phone and call Taylor to tell her. "...I'm just sorry I won't be back in time." I state apologetically. "It's fine Karlie, it's just the universe. Can't be helped." For some reason her calm voice makes me more angry and I quickly finish up with her so I don't lose it all at once.
Calling for a hotel at 10.30pm at night is difficult but luckily the one I was in were more than glad to take me for another few days or at least until I got a flight back to Nashville. It was on my second day that I had called Taylor and then the phone rang, it was my publicist. "Karlie, we need to talk." I gulped, that didn't sound good. "What is it?" I questioned. "Contract negotiations have come up again. They want to know whether you are resigning or not, now usually they don't ask they just extend but there has been talk amongst photographers and models that since Elizabeth was born your heart isn't in modelling anymore so they wanted to give you the option." My mind begins to race, had I offended someone who I'd worked with and I was panicking over leaving a bad impression. "I uhm, I mean I don't know...how long is the new contact?" I questioned, the last few had been three years. "This new one is for seven years." I gasp in surprise. "Yeah it shocked me too, but people love you so then I made sense." I nod not really agreeing but not wanting to say anything. "Do you need time Karlie?" she questions and I instantly say,
"No, you can tell IMG that I don't want to renew. I will finish when it ends." She hums as if she agrees but secretly knows she is losing her job. "Okay, well your finished now then, this shoot was your last."
"Really?" I question, I hadn't expected it to be done so quick.
"Yeah, this shoot was the last one that was contracted to you so you're free Karlie." A huge smile falls across my face as we hang up and I fight the urge to call Taylor instead I settle for making signs for when I arrive home.
Three days later the weather is finally good enough to allow us to fly again and after a thirteen hour flight I grab my cards and make my way off to baggage claim then customs and finally there is light at the end as people move towards their loved ones, I on the other hand look for my wife. Spotting her next to our driver Paul she holds up a sign. "Welcome home Karlie." I hold mine up.
"I missed you." She then holds up another saying.
"Me too." Before I hold up the final one saying.
"By the way, I lost my job." She gasps and doesn't wait for me to arrive before ducking the barrier and hugging me close, obviously thinking that I am hurt or cut up about it. I'm not.
"It's alright baby." I coo into her ear but she shakes her head.
"Is this my fault?" she questions as her baby blue eyes meet mine.
"Are you serious, no. My contract ran out and I didn't renew. Simple as that." Taylor grins and hugs me before whispering into my ear. "I left Big Machine Records today." Pulling back in amazement I then change and pull her close to me. "I love you Taylor Alison Swift-Kloss..." I whisper into her ear before kissing her soundly and pulling her closer. 'I love this woman' I decide and then she says the one thing that makes me fall for her more. "Let's have another baby."