![]() The walls are white, the floor a light gray, it looks rather sterile, but not unpleasant. She steps inside a brightly lit room, making up for what it’s lacking in windows with fluorescent lights. Behind this door is Taylor, her Taylor and for the next half an hour or so Karlie will have her all to herself, finally. Karlie swallows, nervous suddenly for some inexplicable reason and then she realizes it isn’t nerves it’s excitement. Karlie isn’t fooled though, James and the team may be out of sight, but they’re never too far, it’s like he said, Taylor’s safe with them and with her, always. James gives Karlie a last, far more relaxed smile and lets her know him and the others will be right down the hall before waltzing off. At the white door marked with Taylor’s name. Karlie’s thoughts wander from the lips to hands and fingers she remembers all over her the last time they saw each other in New York, weeks ago and then here they are, suddenly. Truth be told though, Karlie hasn’t been paying attention to what’s been said, her thoughts are…elsewhere.Įverything about Taylor is so kissable, from her gorgeous locks of wild hair, light and sunny like summer, to her classically red lips, warm, soft and full. The rest of the way she maintains a light, comfortable conversation with James and by the end of it he’s even laughing, a lot less nervous. The sort of effortless way in which Taylor talks to a crowd of thousands as if it’s a one-on-one conversation, the second nature with which she strums a guitar or plays a piano as if they were extensions of her body, as naturally a part of her as her voice, the voice that is capable of hitting the highest of notes and also of sending shivers down Karlie’s spines with the lowest of whispers, meant for her ears only… Tonight however, no such reminder is necessary, not after having stood front and center and witnessed the power Taylor holds over a stadium of people, of course she’s seen it many times before by now, but each time it…Well, it doesn’t surprise her, because she knows just how good Taylor is at her job, but even after all this time it always blows her mind to be present for the magic. People tend to get nervous around her, not to mention around Taylor and sometimes Karlie has to remind herself why, remind herself just who Taylor is to other people, people who don’t know her, people to whom she’s just The Taylor Swift. “These places can be really confusing,” Karlie agrees helpfully, clearly this guy is a nervous talker, kind of a weird trait to have in his line of work, but she finds herself wanting to put him at ease. Swi-um… Taylor’s room without getting too lost, not that it would be a problem if she needed me, I’d get to her quick, Mi- Taylor is completely safe with me and so are you!” Karlie smiles to herself, this guy really is new, so new that he still catches himself in an old habit of formality, one Karlie knows for a fact Taylor tells all her security to dispose of their first day on the job. “Will do!” Karlie promises and with that she turns to leave, giddy at the prospect of finally getting to see her girl after weeks apart.Īs they walk down the hall the new guy smiles over his shoulder, “it’s nice to finally meet you, Karlie I’m James.” Before she can say anything in the vein of small talk James speaks again, “This stadium is huge, but I think I’ve finally figured out how to get to Miss. Karlie hugs all of her sisters in quick succession, before wrapping her arms around Abigail too, “It was so nice to see you again, Abi!” She grins down at the redhead who smiles back radiantly, “You too, give Taylor a hug from me and tell her I’ll see her later!” ![]() “We’ll see you later,” Kariann agrees and Kimby smiles, “say hi to Taylor,” she says, nudging Karlie towards the man still standing by the door, waiting patiently. Kristine just smiles and mouths “ go!” at her over the noise filling the stadium even now, long after Taylor left the stage. “Thank you, it’s Karlie, by the way.” She says with a smile before turning to her sisters and Abigail, raising her eyebrows in an unspoken question. ”Miss Kloss,” one of the tour-specific additions to Taylor’s security team – so new that Karlie doesn’t recognize him by name – calls in greeting, “I was told to bring you right to Taylor after the show, please come right this way.” Summary: Karlie goes to see her girl… Read it on ao3 or on wattpad This hasn’t been beta-read so any and all mistakes are mine! ![]() NC-17 in later chapters, the smut is happening, people!Įveryone in this story is a real person (except James, I made James up and I love him!) if you don’t like fanfiction about real people I ask you kindly not to read this, thank you! A/N: This is the first part of the requested fic based on the Nashville show. ![]()
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