#tayga fanfiction

[tayga-lover]

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[roughsexwithgaga]

Running Through The Red Lights pt.3

Pt.1 | Pt.2

Lady Gaga woke up feeling like she’d been run over by a bus. Muscles she didn’t know existed ached and it surely wasn’t because of the sex she had last night. The car accident causing her to be tossed and pulled around in the seat had put her muscles and joints through severe stress. A lot more than she realized.

The large bed was empty apart from her and Koji snoring by her feet. When Christian got up, the dog jumped into her bed in his place. She rubbed her hands over her face, and besides the muscle pain, she felt good. She watched the sunlight through the curtains and thought that she was lucky. Lucky to be alive and loved.

During their sex she had tossed out an unofficial accepting to Christian’s proposal and now when the daylight chased all the ghosts away she thought of how ridiculous the whole situation had been. He also spoiled the whole moment AGAIN. Discussing it like a business arrangement in the middle of the night. Yeah, my life is planned out but seriously Christian, she had said and pulled the covers over her head and said good night.

She put a large t-shirt and underwear on before going downstairs. Her mom and Christian were laughing over something together in the kitchen but stopped when they saw her. “Good morning,” she said and they asked her how she felt.

“Like I’ve just been in a car accident,” she replied and sat down. “Muscles aching, but OK otherwise, I think. I’m not dizzy,” she said and looked at Christian. Yesterday felt surreal. Did it even happen?

“That’s a relief,” he said while leaning against the counter on both arms. She wondered if he had been gossiping with her mom, but she didn’t think so. She pulled her legs up underneath her and started pulling the plates with fruits towards her. Her mom gave her a cup of coffee and smiled. “Well, I’m grateful you’re all alive. No matter how it happened.”

She eyed her mother. Did she sense she put the blame on her?

”I have to go,” Christian held Gaga’s arm and kissed her on the corner of her mouth. ”See you tonight.” Then he said bye to Cynthia and stepped outside to his car. Gaga watched him leave. A few minutes later she heard a motorbike rev outside and went back to see who it was.

She nearly turned around to go back inside when she saw him, but stayed put. This was her domains. “Taylor,” she muttered and felt her heart speed in her chest.

”I just missed him, didn’t I?” Taylor Kinney leaned against his motorcycle with one leg crossed over the other. He had taken his helmet off and lit a cigarette. He squinted at the sun and frowned. ”I think I met him.”

”Why are you here?” Gaga crossed her arms and was glad she put sunglasses on so he couldn’t read her face that easily.

”Nice to see you looking well, Stef.” He flicked the ashes off the cigarette. ”I heard what happened and I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to literally drive you into that accident.”

”Don’t flatter yourself,” she said and inhaled while resting her palms on her lower back. So she opens up a little, Taylor thought and saw her nipples poke the stretched fabric of the t-shirt. Still allergic to bras. He silently cursed her damn fine tits and tried to get the horrifying image of Christian sucking them off his mind.

”Anyway I’m glad you’re OK. You must have the people up there on your side.” He glanced up at the sky.

”Are you?”

Taylor sighed. ”I actually came by to talk to him,” he said. He didn’t even want to say his name. ”To apologize for being a dickhead and see if we could sort the whole thing out. I figured you didn’t really want to see me.”

”Not really, no.” She thought of how he wanted to apologize to Christian, but what about her?

“Are you even upset?” She leaned forward a bit. “You seem completely indifferent.”

”Stef,” he looked at her. ”I’m really sorry, but you’re OK. What good does it do if I tear up the whole thing now. It’s over.” A long pause of silence. He observed her. Her blonde hair pulled up in pony tail. Streaks of loose hair by her temples fluttering in the breeze. Her face, completely without a flaw. He thought she really needed to stop pumping her face full of shit. Her lips were pink, the lower lip looked pouty and swollen and her cheeks sunken. He wished he could see her eyes, her most beautiful feature.

When she didn’t say anything he started talking again. ”So… I figure he had some pretty not-so-nice things to say about me?”

”He used a very colorful description, yes. One you basically confirmed in your text.” She sucked her lip between her teeth and looked to the side and he caught a glimpse of eyes from the side. She looked upset.

Taylor nodded and looked into the sun while he took one last drag on the cigarette before pinching the glow off it. ”He’s not the man you think, Stef.” His leather jacket made an insanely sexy creaking sound when he moved and she exhaled because she could nearly smell him and it made her want him more.

Neither are you, she thought. Love and hate really are the same feeling, just different sides of it. ”Was that why you hit him?”

”Basically, yeah.” He put his hands on the seat behind him and nodded. ”He called me a fraud.”

”It’s funny I’ve known him for more than a year and you still think I don’t know him – or his plans.” She made quotation marks in the air when she said ‘plans’.

Taylor looked down on his feet and didn’t point out that he managed to ghost out of their 5 year relationship without her even paying attention because the last year she was screwing the man she claimed to know so well, among others.

”I didn’t come here to fight. But you think I didn’t notice how you visited me while reeking of his nasty after shave bottled in 1942?”

She ignored the age-remark. ”Yet you didn’t say a word,” she walked closer to him and spat the words at him through her teeth.

”You wanna throw your life away on some dude who’s already enjoying the sunset of life then fine. Why should I care? What are you doing, Stef? Just think about it. Huh?” He put his helmet back on his head and mounted the motorbike. ”I’ll be in San Diego until Friday.”

”You’re right, why should you care. You seem to care an awful lot about who I’m seeing for not caring.” She didn’t want him to leave. She wanted him to regret what he said and tell her he was wrong. That he made a mistake. That he had loved her. But the more it occupied her brain, the more scared she got thinking of the times he always turned away, or pulled away from her or just acted like she wasn’t there. He refused to take part in her games and how could she misinterpret everything he ever did so wrongly.

”I thought you wanted a wild man. Come on, Stef. Tony Bennett is more rock n’ roll than that… that nobody,” he said and she heard the engine’s sharp thrusting sound before it fired up. For a brief second she wanted to stand in front of the bike, grab the handles and stop him.

Don’t you understand. You did it, you drove me to it! She wanted to scream it to his face, but knew his actions didn’t justify her own stupid actions. They were hers, and solely hers. She could’ve ended it any day. But so could he. She didn’t understand why he kept going when he didn’t want to be in it.

At least Christian didn’t pretend anything. She thought of what Taylor had said, watched him drive off and felt more frustrated than she did yesterday. Why did he come and mess her good mood up like that. She kicked the dust and swore at him.

Her mother came out with her phone and held it up like it was a beacon. “Stefani! They’re calling from the hospital. They need you to come in again.” She sounded very worried and Gaga, who had had it with bad news almost wasn’t surprised when they explained that they found something they didn’t expect to find on her scans and wanted her to come back in for further tests. Urgently.

Urgently. She tasted the word for a few seconds and looked into her mother’s eyes. “What is it?” her mother asked.

“I need to go back to the hospital.”

“I’ll go with you. Stefani? What did they say?”

She shook her head. “Just some- never mind. We’ll see. It’s probably nothing.” She ran her hands along her forehead, rubbed it and felt the headache slowly starting to pound behind her eyes.

\o/

At the hospital she sat and listened to an important doctor while she pointed at a print of Gaga’s insides and what appeared to be a dark spot inside her lower abdomen. She asked her if she had ever experienced pain during ovulation or her periods and Gaga sat there and shook her head. She then explained that they wanted to do a biopsy. “As you can see it is solid, which makes us want to do this now,” she said. There also appeared to be some scarring which could cause the passage for the egg to be blocked and make it hard ’slash’ impossible to get pregnant.

Gaga felt like she hadn’t breathed for several minutes because when the doctor finished talking she nearly passed out and discovered she had been squeezing her mother’s hand so hard it was white. White dots appeared before her eyes and she blinked several times. She inhaled through her nose and decided to close her eyes. This can’t happen now, is there seriously something that’s not wrong with me, she thought and felt her mother’s arms around her and her comforting words.

In the examination room they used local anesthetic and a long needle to pull a sample from the cyst, did a thorough examination while she tried to understand what the hell was going on. She wondered if she was going to die. What if the car accident never happened. When would they have discovered this? They hummed over previous MRIs of her that they had obtained from a hip check-up and compared them while they talked to her, but all she could do was think of how she wasn’t finished yet. I can’t die now, she thought.

Cynthia drove back to her mansion and in the car she kept talking like she tried to calm herself more than Gaga. “Listen, sweetheart. I know you’re scared, but they were mainly alarmed by the rapid growth and didn’t say-”

“They didn’t say cancer. I know, mom.” Gaga closed her eyes, hid her face in her palms and tried to encourage herself into thinking positive thoughts. She wanted answers, now, so she knew what to do next.

When they arrived home Gaga stepped out of the car, told her mom she wanted to be alone because she needed to process this. Then she walked all the way to the back of her garden and sat down looking at the sea. Everything suddenly scared her speechless. Even if it wasn’t the worst, like her mother said, they still basically crushed her dreams of becoming a mother. The one thing she thought was the meaning of life, to bring life to this planet. That desire had been whacked out of reach and she desperately reached for options.

She sat there for more than an hour and her family stood outside on the patio observing her. Talking about how it wasn’t like her to want to be alone. Cynthia and Joe were scared for her life, not as much by any disease but that she would give up and whither away. They still had hope it would be nothing, because the doctors just wanted to be thorough and after all they seemed quite positive.

When she finally came back inside there were 7 racks of clothes waiting for her and she merely glanced at them and then told Sandra to send it all back. ”But it’s-”

”Fine, keep it,” she said, walked right past her and into the room with the piano.

Sandra looked at the outfits. She decided to go over it herself. Pick enough out for one rack and then Gaga could try them on when she felt like it.

Gaga put her hands over the keys but couldn’t get herself to press them down. She stared at all the familiar black and white and felt robbed. ”I feel like I haven’t even started yet!” she shouted and for the first time that day she cried. Through her tears she looked at her phone, checked something and then tossed it on the couch, walked through the door and out to the Chevy Nova and started the car before anyone noticed what she was doing.

\o/

She drove less than a mile to the recording studio and stormed into the garden. She saw the open patio doors, and Mark Ronson’s back turned against the windows where he was sitting, playing a guitar.

Mark saw her shadow, raised his head and turned around. ”Stef, what are you-”

She went back out and stood shifting from one foot to the other in the grass when he came outside to her. He looked just as she pictured him. His patterned shirt, his tight black pants and his shoes. His perfect hair, not even budging in the breeze. And the way he always looked at her, with love and admiration and like he was stealing a look at her and was too shy to talk to her. She needed that so much right now.

“I can’t believe you’re still in one piece,” he said with his arms out.

”Are you here alone?” she asked and peeked over his shoulder.

”The others went out to eat, but I wasn’t hungry.” He smiled. ”We don’t have you cooking for us.” He squinted at her. ”Ummm, how did you know I was here?”

”You forget I’m a class A stalker.”

They looked like two teenagers. Gaga with her hair in a pony tail, standing in her converse shoes, white t-shirt and tight jeans and Mark with his boy body, skinny pants and a shirt with rolled up sleeves.

He walked up to her and his hands rested on her shoulders before he hugged her tiny frame. “Stef, I love you. You’re my friend.” His voice, thick with worry for her. ”What’s going on? You come here after I haven’t seen you in months. Are you OK?”

She loosened his arms around her and moved back, looked up at him and tried to smile, showed him her teeth in an exaggerated grin that didn’t reach her eyes. Mark thought she looked afraid. Then she put her hands on each side of his face and pulled him down. ”Oh Mark, you’re so late,” she softly pressed her lips against his cheek. ”Again.”

Mark felt her heart beat hard in her chest through her thin top. Her soft skin against his fingertips where the top wasn’t covering it. So warm. He had missed her. Her temper. Her over the top joy and happiness when making music. Her laughter and their friendship that turned into heartbreaking love for him. He was devastated when their work on her album was done and they no longer had a reason to meet every day.

But seeing her succeed so seemingly effortlessly by being her and doing the things she wanted now, made him so proud because he knew how happy she had been while they worked on it together. She had grown so much as a woman since he first met her and he thought she was so perfect, so amazing and free. She saw no limits.

Her highest heights also came with the lowest of lows. He had to sit and listen to her late night calls to Taylor all summer while they were in the studio. Her crying and begging. And then comfort her until she finally gave up and let Christian fully take Taylor’s place because her busy era was starting and she couldn’t enter it single. Mark was sidelined, without really understanding why she didn’t accept his love, or anyone else for that matter. Instead she continued to use men to fill the void in her life. All the while Mark had been there, feeling unseen.

Later he had thought it was because he was into her, that she only wanted those she had to win over. But here she was, upset over something and less than 48 hours from a car crash and storming back into his life and turning him on with her soft lips and body and suddenly turning to him. How could he say no, even if she’d dump him 2 hours later.

“Just slow down a little,” Mark whispered. “In general I mean. Stop and smell the flowers, you know.” He took her hand and made her come inside the mixing room where he had been playing the guitar. She stood with her hands in her back pockets and felt out of place.

”Come sit, tell me what’s going on,” Mark said and took up the acoustic Ovation guitar. He was just about to play it when he handed it to her. She was about to strum the strings with her thumb but froze again and Mark held back a wide smile because she looked so adorable trying but still a beginner in every way.

“It looks good on you,” Mark said.

But Gaga shook her head and put the guitar down. She bit her lip and looked away from him. It was so quiet only the humming from the large servers behind Mark was heard.

”What is it, Stef?” Mark got up again and approached her.

”Everything is so fucked up. I don’t know where to start. I feel like I’m losing control. I don’t even know who I am anymore. Or who everyone else is. I’m sick of the lies and the dishonesty.”

She wiped her red eyes and licked her lips, a tear escaped down her cheek. Her chin trembled. Mark took her into his arms, feeling like he could wrap them around her two times. He really didn’t know what to say or to make her open up so he let her cling to his shirt.

Gaga pulled his collar to drag him towards her. She walked backwards looking at his face. The vocal booth behind her had a door, she closed the door and folded the blinds and then she turned towards Mark again. ”Love me,” she said and thought screw the doctors and their ’no intercourse for 48 hours’ thing. If she was going to die who cared.

Mark’s fingers slipped underneath her top and he caressed her soft skin, kissed her cheeks and eventually her lips, felt his heart beating like he was 15 and it was the first time with his crush. “Stef,” he mumbled with a voice that sounded more drunk and British than ever. ”Maybe we shouldn’t…” he said and felt his dick grow in his pants even if he told himself no.

He put his hands on her hips and lifted her up on the tiny counter next to the door. She pulled him between her legs breathed into his ear. ”Yes, we should. I’ll tell you whatever you want to hear afterwards. I need your love now, Mark.”

He breathed faster, knowing she had him wired around her finger. His hands traveled underneath her top, rushed over her skin like she would regret it any second so he had to touch her as much as possible before she shoved him away. He held her underneath her tits, felt their round, soft shape against his thumbs and wanted to feel them, to suck and kiss her nipples when she suddenly pulled her top off and her round tits spill out in front of him.

She inhaled and unbuttoned her pants, raised her ass while resting on her hands and managed to get him to pull them off along with her shoes. They dropped to the floor with heavy thuds and she was naked and lovely in his arms. He kissed her softly, with parted lips and felt her tongue nearly wrap itself around his. Her teeth hit his and she opened her mouth more, felt the flutter in her belly and the pulse in her groins when she got more excited.

”Are you sure,” he asked and she nodded and looked into his eyes with her huge hazel eyes and he was lost. Her cheeks were red, her eyelids dark and shiny and she looked tired, but so lovely. Her lips moist and red, softly stroking against his chin while she closed her eyes and he felt her breath on his face. The corners of her mouth raised and the dimple on her right side a little more visible than he recalled as she smiled and pouted her lips at him. There was no chance in hell he would ever say no to her. He never had and probably never would.

His fingers reached between her thighs. How he had dreamed of this moment, to feel her, the soft flesh between her legs, the gates to paradise, her warmth. She parted her legs and he felt her wet creases smoothen as he ran his fingers against her. He bent two fingers and felt them slip up her slit while she pulled him closer to wrap her legs around him. He was so hard he worried he’d split his pants open any second and felt her hands on his bulge when she unbuttoned his pants. He reached down and held the shaft of his warm dick to guide it inside her.

She exhaled loudly and held his neck with one hand when he entered her. The rough penetration made her bite her lip. She bucked her hips and prepared for his next hard shove and her vagina started to adapt. It hurt, but in a good way. His thrusts were hard, slow and deep. She leaned back and he followed her. A few cans sitting on the counter next to her spilled all over the floor when she moved her hands to brace herself.

Her skin was smooth like silk underneath his fingertips and he cupped her tits, felt her hard nipples and kissed them. Wrapped his lips around one and sucked it. Heard her moan with pleasure and inhale through her teeth when he nibbled it. He licked her belly and dug his fingers into the soft flesh on her hips. Felt her grind against him like she couldn’t get enough and he understood exactly why men came running back after her like they were possessed by her.

She raised her legs and he held her waist, pulled her towards him and she grabbed the edge of the counter as she was nearly hanging with her fit, round ass in the air. He closed his eyes and felt her warm wet cunt embrace his hard cock. He was so close and put a hand on her shoulder to pull her against him, felt the orgasm approach like a rolling wave. He fucked her as hard as he could, felt his balls slam against her.

She held her hands behind her back not to fall off the counter, causing her to be immobilized and allowing him do all the work. The shiny clammy skin on her thighs, her round ass bouncing against his thighs. She opened her mouth, breathed out hard and sounded like she was stuck in a silent scream when he felt her vagina tighten around his dick.

A hard knock on the door. ”Mark? Are you in there?”

”Of fuck,” he spat out. She threw her head back, lost her balance and put one hand against the wall. She held on to the counter with the other, forced her bottom harder against him and then he came. His legs nearly cramped and he tried to catch his breath.  

”Mark?” same voice again, worried.

”Give me a second,” he grunted.

”What the fuck is going on?”

Mark pulled his pants up and looked around the floor for Gaga’s clothes. Picked up her t-shirt and handed it to her. ”Please, put something on.” He ran his fingers through his hair and his face was blushing red when he opened the door.

”I’ll be right out,” he said and then shut the door again and turned to Gaga who pulled her jeans up over her delicious butt.

”I haven’t seen you in forever.” He sounded sad. ”I nearly thought I’d never see you like this again. And then you show up here like it was yesterday we last met.” He waited for her to zip the pants and then he grabbed the door again.

She approached him and pulled his arm away from it. “Don’t leave just yet,” she whispered against his cheek. Her lips searched for his, kissed him briefly on the lips and held his face. She smelled him and pressed her body against his. Wanting to feel his safe, hard and manly arms hold her.

“I feel like I just woke up. Not from a night of sleep, but from being stuck in something that doesn’t really matter.” She closed her eyes and stopped talking. Can I stay here with you while you work?”

\o/

Mark was joined by Rick Rubin, Jeff Bhasker and two others, all of them so excited to see Gaga in the studio they almost instantly forgot about Mark’s red face when he came out from the vocal booth. Their music and creative process made her forget her own worries for the moment, she sang with them, sat at the mixing board and gave suggestions.

Gaga loved feeling like one of the boys in the studio, drank too much, too fast and had not eaten anything all day. It was bound to turn worse when she spilled a whole glass of red wine all over herself and undressed while still sitting in a chair, in front of all the guys who stared at her with gaping mouths. Not at the sight of a naked woman but at her complete lack of shyness, while Mark desperately tried to find something for her to put on. He took a t-shirt and a pair of jeans out of his bag.

Jeff asked if she wanted to put some vocals on the demos they were working on, and of course she said yes, but she was too far gone and she fucked up the lyrics over and over until Rick told Mark to get her out of the vocal booth for her own sake. ”The poor woman is shitfaced.”

Mark pulled her aside, he was frustrated, angry and sad because she was seemingly so upset over something she didn’t care anymore. He had seen enough of women who tossed everything away and destroyed themselves. He told her how unattractive it is with a drunk woman who can’t even stand up. ”What the fuck is going on? Who are you? If you’re holding Stef hostage inside there somewhere please let her out.” He tapped her forehead.

”Who said I want to be attractive,” she slurred at him and tried to light a cigarette for the 8th time. She couldn’t pull the spark wheel fast enough. Mark then tried to make her go to bed, or offered to call a taxi or her assistant or even walk her home but Gaga screamed ‘no’ so angrily he didn’t dare to.

”I can’t even fix myself,” she breathed out slowly and put the bottle to her lips while trying to keep her eyes open. ”So how can you?” She wobbled out into the garden and Mark followed her. Her lips looked parched and her face swollen and he couldn’t believe how she still looked incredible with his t-shirt tied up under her tits and his pants unbuttoned and low on her soft hips. They were too long so she walked on them and got mud all over but he really didn’t care about that.

”Yesterday I told Christian yes when he asked me to marry him,” she said looking at the velvet horizon but unable to focus on anything around her. She didn’t know why she said it. It just spilled out. Maybe she wanted Mark to tell her ‘don’t do it’. Her brain didn’t even work anymore. She couldn’t put two thoughts together.

Mark swallowed hard and felt his heart nearly wanting to escape through his throat. So now he was one of her side projects, and she didn’t come here because she realized she loved him. She was panicking. He didn’t say anything. He just stood there behind her and felt like an idiot. Of course she wasn’t single, that’s why he was late. How could he simply assume that? But he couldn’t be angry at her. He loved her. He turned around without a word and walked back inside and it took a few minutes before Gaga noticed he was gone.

“I know when I’m unwanted,” she said and crawled out to her car and sat down in the driver’s seat. She could hardly focus on the steering wheel in front of her and it took less than a minute before she passed out with her head tilted back and her mouth open. Mark witnessed her spend two minutes to get to the car less than 20 meters away and was happy the car keys were still in the pockets of her own wine-soaked jeans. It wasn’t like she would’ve managed to drive off anyway.

Mark went to check on her 30 minutes later. Torn between carrying her inside and wanting her to wake up where she was sitting to make her realize she had disappointed him. He eventually decided she looked comfortable enough and locked the car doors. No one got in but she could obviously still get out. He asked Rick if it was OK that he stayed the night, because he was worried for her and went to bed in the room closest to the parking area. You need some serious help, Stef, he thought when he twisted back and forth in the bed while thinking about her lovely, soft body in his arms and how it hurt that she took a part of him away with her every time they met.

\o/

A hard slam on the roof of the car woke Gaga up. She nearly jumped out of the seat and turned her head towards the window. Christian leaned over the car and looked into her red eyes with a face that made her feel like a fox caught in a trap with nowhere to escape. After the initial rush of adrenaline settled the hangover washed over her like a bucket of ice and then it switched to warm gut wrenching nausea and she managed to open the car door before she threw up on the ground and saw it splatter all over Christian’s shoes and pants.

”Do you realize how worried sick you made everyone?” he shouted at her.

Gaga held on to the door handle for dear life, realized she was still drunk and saw the sun barely sneaking over the horizon. It must be early morning she thought and fell forward, still holding the door handle and managing to twist it off so it snapped and she fell with her shoulder first into her own vomit and hit her nose and forehead in the gravel. She passed out immediately.

”Oh, how fucking convenient,” Christian muttered. He fetched a blanket in the back of his SUV and put it over the backseat before he went back to pick her up. He looked at her swollen face. The nose, red and twice as big, and her lips looked like she’d been kissing rock salt for two days. She reeked of alcohol and vomit and her hair could definitely use a brush. Her fall into the gravel had scraped her forehead so it started bleeding and her eyes had dark dents underneath them.

”Hey, morning, Christian!”

Christian turned around and saw Mark stand in the doorway of the white house. He looked like he had been sleeping and just woke up.

”Her family and I have been looking for her all night,” Christian said angrily. Like Mark had kidnapped her.

”I didn’t realize she ran away?” Mark raised his eyebrows over his half shut sleepy eyes. ”Wait.” He disappeared inside the house again and came back out with a pack of clothes and her car keys. ”These are hers. I’ll put them in your car.” He glanced at Christian. “What happened to your face?”

Christian looked at the white top, shoes and jeans Mark put down on the passenger seat in his car. ”My face is exactly none of your business,” he said and then looked confused. ”Her clothes? Then what is she-”

Mark raised his shoulders and scratched his neck. ”My t-shirt and my pants. But it’s OK. She spilled some… wine.” He thought that Christian could just as well have caught them in the act when he saw his face. It didn’t matter her clothes had been ruined by wine. His eyes turned even darker and he inhaled slowly like he was counting to 10. He looked tired, but Mark could smell fresh soap and his hair seemed wet so he apparently had time to take a shower before getting in the car to look for his bride-to-be. Their eyes met for a few seconds and then Christian turned around and laid Gaga down on the blanket in the back of the car.

”Take care of her, OK?” Mark said.

”Yeah, like you did yesterday?” Christian looked down at the passed out woman in the back of his car and then at Mark.

”She’s really messed up.”

”Tell me about it,” Christian muttered, slammed the car door shut and took out his phone to let the others know he found her. ”It didn’t occur to you to send her home yesterday?” he told Mark while he looked through his contacts.

”She didn’t want that. What can I do, she’s a grown up woman.” Mark kicked the weed growing between the flagstones and looked like a school boy.

”Sometimes I wonder about that,” Christian said and raised the phone to his ear. He put a smile on his face and talked briefly to another person for a few minutes, ended the call with “Yes, I’m taking her home now,” and looked at Mark again. “If she ever comes back here again, let me now.”

What the fuck, he thought, but replied “Sure,” and nodded. “But it takes 15 minutes to walk here. You can’t have searched that hard.” And then he thought why is that his business, she can do whatever she wants. She’s not Christian’s property.

Christian took a step towards Mark. “She took the damn car, she didn’t walk,” he said and pointed at the Chevy Nova.

“You don’t know her very well then. When she’s upset she always turns to music. Her piano at home or a studio. That’s where I would look.” Mark suddenly felt confident, talked with a low voice and let his dark eyes meet Christian’s in a staring contest. The older man didn’t shy away. Mark thought of how she didn’t come here for the music, but she had come to see him and felt his heart starting to beat a little harder in his chest. Why did she want this possessive man, over all the other men who would chop off an arm to be with her.

“See ya, Mark.” Christian put the forced smile back on his face, exhaled and opened the car door and got in.

Pt. 4

[gagafanficswriter]

TayGa Promt: Gaga & Taylor meeting at an award show - they haven't seen each other for the longest time.

It goes like one paragraph is about one of them (Gaga or Tay) and the one after it is about the other one of them until they're together and at the same place. I'm sorry if it's complicated.

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 It was the day of the Oscars. Lady Gaga was nominated for 'Best Actress' for her role in A Star Is Born. She was so excited, it was her second nomination for an Oscar and she really wanted win this time. And Taylor Kinney was nominated for 'Best Actor'. He was so happy and excited, he knew that it was going to be one of the best nights of his whole life. Bu little did they know they were going to meet each other after the longest time...

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Gaga woke up so early that morning. In fact, she didn't even sleep for a minute. She was too excited to fall asleep. She was also nervous that she would let her fans down. She perfectly knew that was never going to happen but she always had that feeling when she was nominated for an award and it bothered her. She turned around and saw the empty place on the bed next to her. "He's probably in the bathroom or something." she thought about her boyfriend, Christian Carino. They have been dating for two years now and he was going to the event with her. Gaga wasn't really happy that he was going to be with her but of course, she couldn't tell him not to come. She didn't feel very comfortable when he was around her. He was so jealous that he couldn't even stand seeing another man near her and he made her feel like she was just a baby doll that belongs to him. Yes, she liked him but she could never say the word "love". She still didn't really feel ready to love someone else after Taylor because she actually couldn't get over him. She still had love for him in somewhere in her heart and she knew that. She got off the bed and started getting ready for one of the most important nights of her life.

Taylor couldn't sleep that night either. I mean, who could sleep when they are nominated for an Oscar? He worked so hard on the movie, he tried to live the role instead of just playing it. And he definitely deserved an Oscar for what he did. He got up and went to the bathroom to have a shower. Then he dressed up and went to the airport to pick his mom up. He didn't have a girlfriend so his mom, Pamela, was coming to be there with him and support him at the important event. He could easily find a beautiful girl for himself though, but he didn't want to. He had relationships with some girls before but none of them went longer than a few months. He was always the one who wanted to end the relationship because he knew that he didn't really love any of those girls. He could say he didn't forget about Gaga after all.

Less than two hours were left for the event to start. Gaga was getting ready. Her hair and makeup were done and now she was getting dressed up. She wore a beautiful and cute pink dress which had a long tail. Her black hair was long and wavy and she had eyeliner and not-so-dark pink lipstick on. She stood in front of the mirror, looked at herself and smiled. She wanted to look perfect for the night and she really did. A few minutes later Christian came in and other people in the room left because because they knew Gaga would like some privacy at the moment. "You look amazing, Stef." Christian held her hands. "Thank you, honey." She blushed and look down at her hands. "I can't wait to go home and have some fun with you after you kick everyone's ass and win that damn Oscar tonight." Christian hugged her and whispered seductively in her ear and Gaga felt shivers down her spine. It always terrified her when he talked about making love because he was a little bit too rough and she didn't like it. It wasn't even making love actually, it was just sex.. "Gaga, it's time to go!" Her manager Bobby suddenly came into the room and told her as she was lost in her thoughts. She quickly looked herself in the mirror and fixed her hair a little before rushing out of the room with Christian following her.

Taylor was almost ready for the big event. Pamela was tying his tie. He asked his mother to tie it since he wasn't very good at doing it. After it was done, he looked at himself in the mirror for a moment and fixed his hair one more time. He was wearing a black suit and a dark blue tie. He looked handsome as hell. Pam stood behind him and put her hand on his back. "You look so handsome, son." "Thank you mom." Taylor blushed and hugged her. "I just can't believe that my little boy is actually nominated for an Oscar. You worked so hard and you definitely deserve to win the award, I'm so proud of you." She cupped his cheeks and her eyes watered. "Oh, mom..." He hugged his mother one more time before getting out of the room.

Gaga was walking the red carpet. Everyone was clapping and cheering, screaming that she looked so good. She posed in front of the cameras for a few minutes before walking away. Gaga didn't see him, but Taylor was there watching her while he was waiting to walk the carpet. He couldn't take his eyes off of her, until she disappeared from his sight. God, she looked so gorgeous. Seeing her after the longest time made him feel so strange. He felt something that he didn't feel for a long time. He literally felt butterflies in his stomach. And he could tell he deeply missed her. Taylor was so deep in his thoughts that he didn't hear that they called him to walk the carpet. He posed in front of the cameras, looking extremely handsome and attractive and then went up to his mother again.

The event was almost over. Now, it was time to learn who was the 'Best Actress'. Gaga was so excited but nervous, also. She could swear to god that she has never felt like that in her life before. She needed her boyfriend to hold her hand tight and comfort her like Taylor always used to do but his mind was clearly at somewhere else. She cleared her mind and just tried to pay attention. When she heard "And the Oscar goes too.... LADY GAGA!", she couldn't believe her ears. Has she just won an Oscar for real or was it just a dream? She couldn't contain her tears and started crying. It was definitely the happiest moment of her life. "Congratulations, baby!" Christian said. "Thank you." Gaga coldly replied and faked a smile before going to the stage to get her award. She made a beautiful speech, thanked her fans, family and Bradley Cooper for giving her the opportunity to play the role in A Star Is Born and then went to backstage.

Taylor was as excited as Gaga when the winner was about to be announced. He was hoping it was Gaga but he actually knew that the winner was her. She did a really good job and she deserved that award. He couldn't help but cheer and clap louder than everyone else when he heard that Gaga won the Oscar. He was so happy for her because he knew how much that award would mean to her. He was so emotional as she made her speech. He was so proud of her. Pam was looking at Taylor, watching the way he was acting as Gaga was on the stage. He was looking at her with sparkles in his eyes. Even just with that she could understand that he still loved her. She already knew it though. She has never seen his son so in love before he met Gaga.

After they announced the 'Best Actress', it was time to know the 'Best Actor'. Taylor suddenly became nervous. He felt like he wasn't going to win and that made him even more nervous. He would be so sad and disappointed if he didn't win because he worked so hard on the movie and thought that he really deserved it. As soon as he heard "And the Oscar goes to...", he felt his heart stop. He was praying the god that it was him. "TAYLOR KINNEY!" He couldn't believe what has just happened. Yes! He was officially an Oscar winner. He looked at Pam and she was crying. He was almost about to cry, too. He hugged his mother and she said "I'm so proud of you, Taylor. You definitely deserved that. I love you." " Thank you so much, mom. I love you too." He hugged her one more time and went to the stage to get his award and make a speech before thanking everyone and getting off the stage.

Gaga sat on the chair next to Christian's when she came back from backstage and paid attention to the man on the stage that was talking. She was a little bit shocked when she heard Taylor's name as they were saying the names of nominees. She had no idea he was a nominee and that he was there tonight. She became so excited for a minute. She hasn't seen him for a few years and she really missed him a lot. She wanted to see him so she decided to go and talk to him at the after party. She didn't know if he had a girlfriend but she hoped that he didn't bring her here tonight or didn't have one because she wanted some privacy, but she wasn't sure that Christian would let her go to him herself. Yes, he was that jealous. She almost didn't hear Taylor's name as she was deep in her thoughts. She immediately started clapping. She was so happy for her baby- oops, I mean Taylor. She already knew this was going to happen when she, of course, watched his movie. "Isn't he your ex fiancé or something? I didn't know he was a good actor. In fact, I didn't even know that he was an actor." Christian leaned to her and laughed a little like what he said was so funny. "Well, now you know." Gaga said in a little bit cold tone, ignoring his first question and paid attention to Taylor again who was on the stage. He's the same Taylor that she saw for the last time years ago. He didn't change a lot, he only got even more handsome. Gaga could literally feel butterflies in her stomach as she was looking at him, she could feel the love she still had for him.

Everyone was at the after party, drinking and having fun. Gaga was drinking and chatting with Christian. Gaga wasn't really paying attention to what Christian was talking about and was just giving short and simple answers when he asked her something. She was thinking about Taylor. As her eyes were searching for him, she saw him standing in a corner drinking beer with some guys she didn't know. She couldn't see Pam with him, she assumed she left because she never liked this kind of things like parties. The guys left after a few minutes and Taylor was now alone. Gaga couldn't wait to go and talk to him. "So," Christian said a little bit loudly, making Gaga pay attention to him. "When are we leaving? I can't wait to get home." He said seductively, pulling her closer to him which literally disgusted her. "Why leave? I'm having much fun here." Gaga cleared her throat, escaping from his grip and started moving her body to the rhythm of the music. "Ugh, okay." Christian said a bit frustrated and turned his head to the left. He saw one of his woman clients and told Gaga that he was going to go up to her to talk "about work". Gaga also told him that she was going to the toilet before he went to talk to his client. She wasn't going to toilet actually, she was going to go up to Taylor but she told Christian that she was so he wouldn't search for her. She walked away a little and turned around to see where Christian was. When she saw that he was there with the woman and talking, she started searching for Taylor and she found him in where he was when she saw him minutes ago. She was walking to him but she suddenly stopped and thought for a minute. What is she going to say to him? What if he doesn't want to talk to her? What if he hates her now? What if he already forgot her? Oh, god she would never want that to happen. After she thought those, she turned to her side and looked at Christian. He was literally flirting with that woman. Gaga already knew that was what Christian was going to do when he told her that he was going to talk about "work" with the woman. And then she said to  herself that she would never know what Taylor thought about her now if she never tried to talk him so she went up to him. "Hi, Taylor.." Taylor heard a soft and cute voice behind him and immediately turned around. He saw the most precious angel he has ever seen in front of him. He couldn't believe his eyes; did she come here to talk to him and was standing in front of him for real or was he dreaming? "H- Hey, Stefani! How are you?"  Taylor finally managed to say. He couldn't speak properly because he was speechless. He didn't expect her to come and talk to him, to be honest. "I'm good! What about you? Congratulations on the award, by the way! You perfectly deserved it." She said, she didn't exactly know why but she was blushing. "I'm fine. And thank you so much! Congratulations to you, too! I already knew that you were going to win it when I watched the movie." Taylor said with a big smile on his face. Gaga suddenly blushed. Oh my god, did he really watch the movie?? He did! And he liked my work too! Gaga couldn't be happier, Taylor's support always meant so much to her. "Thank you! You watched the movie??" Gaga asked surprised. "Of course I did! I knew how much you wanted to be the lead actress in a movie and I was so excited to see you killing it." Taylor still had that big smile on his face. Gaga laughed and blushed. And then she saw the cameras taking photos of them two and suddenly her mood changed. Taylor noticed that and immediately understood the reason of that; she was mad and uncomfortable because there were cameras everywhere. "Hey, umm, do you want to go somewhere else? I know a beautiful place nearby, I would like to take you there if you want." Taylor asked, hoping that she would say yes. Gaga turned her face to where Christian was, he was still flirting with that woman and drinking. It was obvious that he didn't care about Gaga. He didn't even bother to look for her. "I would love to. I want to get out of this place as soon as possible." Gaga said and the two left. "The place is not very far away from here but if you want we can go there by my c-" "Let's just walk." Gaga smiled and they started walking.

They've been walking for five minutes now. Taylor suddenly stopped and told Gaga that they have arrived to the place. Gaga turned to the left and she was amazed by the view. They were on a small hill and there was a beautiful sea in front of them which looked even more beautiful from the hill. Gaga inhaled the smell of the sea and said "Oh my god, it's so beautiful here, Taylor! Thank you for taking me here." "You're welcome. I actually saw this place when I was in the car going to the after party and I really liked it but didn't want to come here alone. I'm glad I found someone to take here with me." Taylor laughed and the gap between his front teeth showed. Oh, that heart-melting smile of him. Gaga blushed laughed as well. The two sat on the bench and talked about how their life was going and other things for a while, looking the sea. There was a silence before Taylor broke it. "Didn't you come to the party with your boyfriend? Where's he right now?" Taylor asked and regretted asking it a second later. What the hell I was thinking when I asked her that?! Did I think I have the right to do that?? God, I'm so dumb. Gaga didn't answer. "Anyway, I'm sorry. I think I shouldn't have asked you that." Taylor said when she saw the sadness in her face and looked down. "No, no, it's okay. I actually don't know where he is right now but last time I saw him, he was flirting with another woman." Gaga said laughing sarcastically.  "What?!" Taylor said a little bit too loud and Gaga looked at him surprised. "I- I'm sorry. I just can't believe him. You don't deserve this.." "Don't worry, this is not the first time he's doing it. I already got used to it." Gaga smiled but it was obvious that she wasn't happy. "Come here." Taylor didn't even think for a second and hugged her and she leaned her head on his shoulder. She felt better, she loved having the arms of her love around her. Yes, he was still her love and that was never going to change. "Thank you, really." "For what, Stef?" "The hug. I really needed it." Taylor just smiled and caressed her hair. They stayed like that until they heard a man clearing his throat behind them and immediately turned around. "Christian, what are you doing here?" She didn't feel like she was "busted" or anything because she wasn't doing anything wrong, she was just a little bit shocked. "Stefani. I'm sorry, am I disturbing you two or something?" "...How did you know I was here." She asked. She was scared, to be honest. She knew the things he would do to her when he was angry. "Oh, how did I know you were here?? Are you fucking kidding me?! Your damn photos with that scumbag are everywhere!" Christian said angrily and loudly. "Hey! Have some respect when you're talking to me, man." Taylor was now angry too. "What will happen if I don't? Do you think I'm scared of you?" Taylor was really angry and annoyed but he didn't say or do anything to start a fight because he knew Gaga wouldn't want to see him beating someone to death. "Christian, please stop it." Gaga was so annoyed by the way he was acting. He laughed sarcastically and the dumbest thing escaped from his mouth. "Okay, okay. I'll stop it. And will you tell me what you two were doing? Were you going to fuck or something?!" "Jesus Christ Christian are you serious?! We were just talking!" Gaga said loudly. She was really angry now. "Really? Is that the way you "talk" with people??" She just rolled her eyes and turned to Taylor who was trying so hard to not beat the fuck out of Christian. "Taylor, I'm really sorry I-" "It's okay, it's not your fault." "That's enough! C'mon Stefani, we're going. And I do not want to see you near this boy ever again." Christian pulled her wrist hard. Who did he think he was? He didn't have the right to say that. "Christian! You're hurting me, let me go!" Gaga struggled to escape from his grip but he didn't let her go. "Excuse me, but she told you to let her go." Taylor was still trying to stop himself from starting a fight. "What if I don't, huh?" "Then I will make you." Taylor said and punched him in the face. Christian fell to the ground and his nose was bleeding. "You will regret this." Christian stood up from the ground and punched Taylor. He nearly fell but he wasn't bleeding. "Oh my god, guys stop it!!" was the only thing Gaga managed to say as she was crying and they were beating each other. She tried to stop them but she couldn't. Christian was actually the one who was being beaten up. He could only punch Taylor only 2 times because he was stronger than him. "...Taylor, please stop." He heard and turned around to see Gaga who was crying. It broke his heart and he stopped beating Christian up. He then went up to her, hugged her and told her that he was so sorry. She told him it was okay and that he deserved it. "You whore! You see what he did to your boyfriend and still let him hug you?! You'll regret this when we get home." Gaga was really angry and sad by what she just heard. How could he call her a whore?! She wasn't a whore and no one could say that to her. "She won't regret anything because she's not coming with you. She'll come with me." Taylor snapped and both Gaga and Christian looked at him surprised. "Yo- You are not going with him, right??" Gaga thought for a minute. "Yes, yes I'm going with Taylor." She smiled at him and he smiled back at her. "You can't do this! You're mine!!" "Well, not anymore." Gaga said and Taylor punched Christian one more time as he was trying to stop them before walking away. Christian kept calling them names and saying that they will regret doing this to him. Honestly, who the fuck did he think he was? He could never do anything to them, he couldn't dare to. The two got into Taylor's car and went to his home.

They were now at the house Taylor rented for the his week off. They were watching TV, talking and joking around but they were trying not to be so loud because Pamela was at upstairs, sleeping in her room. "Taylor, I'm really really sorry for what Christian did. He is so disrespectful." Gaga suddenly said. "Stef, you don't have to be sorry for anything he did, he is nothing but a worthless asshole." Taylor was sad that she felt responsible for what Christian said and did, he was her boyfriend but it wasn't her fault that he was one disrespectful man. "I know, but all the bad things he said to you... You do not deserve that." Gaga had a very sad expression on her face. "Neither do you, Stefani. I'm honestly so glad I beat that man up after the names he called you and the way he hurt you." He laughed a little to try to cheer Gaga up and he managed to do it. He held her hands "And you know what? He will never be able to do that to you again. I'll always be there to protect you from him and everyone who treats you like he does. Because you're so precious, you deserve to be treated like the princess you are." He paused for a moment and looked at how adorable Gaga was; she was blushing and looking down at her hands which were in his big ones. "...I love you, Stefani." He held her hands even tighter. He was so nervous waiting for her reaction and he suddenly felt her lips on his. The kiss was short, but it felt so good. They both could say it was one of the most beautiful kisses they had in their life. "I love you too." Gaga said when they broke the kiss off. They both were blushing. They felt like a couple of teenagers who were in love and have just had their first kiss ever. They hugged each other and stayed like that for a while before deciding that it had been a long day and it was time to go to bed.

The two didn't make love or anything, they just kissed all night. It was the biggest pleasure they could give each other. After hours of kissing and cuddling, they finally fell asleep in each other's arms. It was one of the best nights of their whole life.

The End.

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hii!! i've finally finished writing it! i'm so sorry for the wait :( but i hope you'll like it! forgive me if i made any mistakes and let me know what you think please, xoxo 😘

[taygalover]

Suggestion: how about Taylor get a bit jealous of mark being constantly with gaga like because she doesn't have time for their relationship etc

This felt like the first time. It’s been so looong! Okay, I’m not gonna name this now I might come up with a name later :)

“Did you get the flowers? You like them?” Taylor asks as he took a sip of his beer. Gaga looks at the screen of her phone for a second before answering, waiting for a clearer image of Taylor as they were face-timing.

“Yeah, they are very pretty. Thank you, love” she smiles and takes a puff on her cigarette. “I put them on a vase, filled it with water and placed it near the window.” She stands up, her silk robe opening on the front allowing him to take a peak underneath. She changes the camera to show him where she placed the vase and how they look. He could make up so little of it since it was dark on her room. He got a glimpse of New York at night. She changes the camera to frontal again as she lies back in bed. There was silence for a moment and she went on talking. “What are you doing up so late?”

He chuckles; it was just an hour of difference. Yet, she had a reason to be up at 4am (3am for him) but he didn’t. And he had a plane to catch in 5 hours. “Nothing really, I’m just not sleepy I guess. And I wanted to see you and hear you. God, I miss you so much”

She looks down for a moment. Deep down she feels guilty she hasn’t been in touch with him much but it’s been impossible. She’s just so overloaded with work she gets next to nothing of personal time. Even if he’s free now and willing to go where she is, she doesn’t want him to. She doesn’t want to let him bored and alone all day when he could perfectly be having fun with his friends somewhere else. “Honey—she took a last drag on her cigarette before putting it on the ashtray on the bedside table. I…I miss you too, a lot. I’ll try to—she bites her bottom lip. I’ll try to be in touch a little more often.“

“Babe, I understand. I mean, this is something we’re used to. I’m ok with it. Don’t mind it.” He says, and even though sometimes his not completely okay with it with it, he means it. Still he doesn’t convince her enough but she won’t talk about it, not today. Taylor sighs, knowing where the conversation was leading to. He quickly tries to change the path of it mentioning their friend to Gaga “Monica was around earlier, she says hi” he says, a small smile plays on his lips hiding behind his beard. It is finally bushy again. She loves it that way. And she wishes she could kiss him right now.

“Say hi back to her! I miss her; I haven’t talked to her in days!” Gaga says, a little bit sad as she realizes how long she’s been out of reach from anyone outside her team and the people she’s been working with. Not just Taylor. She pushes the thought to the back of her head and tries to light up the mood a little, filling Taylor in with news about what’s she’s been up to recently. “I’ve been writing a few more songs with Mark and finishing others. I finally feel like the album is shaping, you know? It’s been a lot of fun working with him. He’s such a nice guy, so sweet and caring. He makes me feel at ease and the music just naturally flow. He’s even teaching me guitar lessons!” she excitedly talks about Mark.

Taylor met Mark a few months ago when he was in Los Angeles. They small talked for no longer than 15 minutes before Mark and Gaga headed to the studio. Since then, he’s seen him a few times more but only crossed words with him once. “I’m happy for you, babe.” He answered after

downing a gulp of beer and didn’t say anything else. He says it but he doesn’t show it. He’s genuinely happy for her though; he loves hearing the excitement in her voice and seeing it on her face when things are going good with her. But the truth is he secretly envies the guy. Which he admits to himself is just stupid. Gaga is going to be his wife and has been with him for almost five years. Besides, he knows she’s never by herself not even when she’s with him. She’s always surrounded by so many people, it doesn’t bother him and never has. At the end of the day she’s just his. The thing is she only takes the people she needs with her when she’s working. They’ve been sharing a lot of alone-time together. And Taylor knows he lodges at her place very often.

“Tay, you look distracted.” she points out. "I think you should get some sleep” She’s felt him distant the whole conversation. He always has something to talk about when they speak after some time of not doing it. But tonight, he’s answers are short and he goes silent after. He’s not saying much either. She figures it has to do with the lack of sleep.

“It’s not about the sleep, Stefani” He says, his voice sounds far as he’s not wearing headphones and is setting his beer on a possible table in front of him.

Gaga sighs, “Well, something is clearly bothering you. What is it?”

“I just wish you were coming with us. That’s it.” He says, he finally said it.

Gaga licks her lips and shakes her head.

Taylor goes on “You have stuff to do and I respect that but if you could only take at least two days out of your schedule to come along I would be happy.”

“What do you want me to do?” She asks him, her voice is sharp but evenly.

“I don’t want you to do anything.” Taylor replies. “You asked. I answered.”

“You just said you’d be happy if I could take two days for you. You want me to do that?”

“No.” He runs his free hand through his hair, he doesn’t know what else to say. “Of course not, I know you can’t. Look, I’m sorry. What I said…forget about it.”

“Don’t apologize for communicating.” She lays her phone on the bed to tie her robe, disappearing for a few seconds from Taylor’s screen. “Let’s do something” she says, the last thing she wants to do now is discuss something they’ve discussed million times before. She grabs the phone once again with one hand and fixes her hair with the other. “I have to go back to work. Mark is in the living room waiting for me to return. We’ll talk again later in the morning, ok?”

“At this point I think Mark has spent more time with you than I had in the past 4 years.” The words came out of his mouth rather fast. His voice was calm and there was no trace of bitterness either.

She laughs, she wasn’t expecting that one. “Are you fucking serious right now? I can’t believe you.”

“You thinking I’m serious right now is worrying.” He says, his weary eyes looking at her as a ghost of a smile slowly appears on his face.

Gaga considers it for a minute. “Honey, you’ve been very sensitive throughout the call. You being jealous doesn’t surprise me at all right now” she says playfully. Placing her phone on her lap she grabs the hair tie on her wrist and pulls her hair up in a ponytail.

“Nah, I’m not. I trust my girl. She’s the kind of person that’d tell me if she were to cheat.” He laughs at her widened eyes and slightly open mouth.

“I hate how true that is. You don’t have to worry about that tonight, though. I’m staying loyal” she winks. “Besides, he’s very professional and has a wife.”

"You & I kind of professional or” he mutters teasingly. A smile appears on his lips revealing his teeth, they looked all white among the facial hair on his face. Beautiful, she thought.

“Oh my god, shut up!” She chuckles and her face splits into a big toothy smile reflecting Taylor’s. He loves how her upper lip always lifts a little more in the left side and how big her smile can be, the bigger the better. At least she didn’t take it seriously, he thinks. She’s probably playing it off.

“So all good?” She asks, “I gotta go like now. I’ve been gone for 20 minutes.” She talks as she stands up and walks to the door.

“Yeah, sure. I’m sorry I was letting it get me.”

“Okay, call later, will you? Or text me. Whatever you prefer. Just let me know you arrived safe and sound.”

“I will.” He says, his eyes are tiny blue pearls at this point. His eyes are slowly closing.

“Have a good flight. Enjoy your trip, have a lot of fun. And no flirting with Italian girls. I know you like them.” She smiles but her mouth stays closed. “I love you” she says.

“Cheesy words” he responds. “I love you, too”

“Bye” she blows a kiss to the camera and a second after she’s gone.

Silence fills Taylor’s ears, he’s already missing her. He walks to his room and gets under the sheets. He sets the alarm at 7Am and leaves his phone on the bedside table. Finally, he feels like sleeping. And now he has to because It’s going to be one hell of a long trip.

[ladygagaloverholland]

I Want, But That’s Crazy

I almoooost forgot, ooopps, but here is the oneshot I promised y’all!

Sunday I’ll post the first chapter of my next multi-chapter fic :)

- xo Laura

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Gaga softly rocks the baby boy in her arms. She’s in between filming some scenes for American Horror Story and today they are filming a bit of the Countess’ soft side, where a baby boy is involved. She’s been holding him for a while and several crew members stopped by and asked if they needed to take him, but she likes sitting with this small human. He seems to have gotten used to her too, he doesn’t cry anymore and now his little hands are grabbing the edges of her dress.

 A soft breeze of air suddenly blows through the room and goosebumps appear on Gaga’s bare skin. The baby seems affected by it too, he gets a little fussy and Gaga quietly holds him a little closer to her own body. He starts whimpering and she quickly gets up with him still in her arms. She finds a blanket and carefully wraps him in it, to give him some warmth.

 The baby hums contend and Gaga giggles. She sits down again and makes funny faces at him. He laughs softly and she laughs back at him. A few of her costars walk past and she greets each of them happily. She has conversations with a lot of people, but her attention never slips away from the baby in her arms. ‘You’re such a beautiful baby boy!’ She coos to him and he smiles at her again.

 ‘That baby looks very good on you.’ Matt Bomer approaches her and sits on a chair next to her. She looks up and grins. ‘He’s just so adorable.’ She tells Matt and he laughs softly. ‘I know right?’ He smiles and leans closer to her. ‘Don’t tell anyone, but babies are kind of my weak spot.’ He whispers with a wink and she smirks. ‘Okay now I’ll tell you my secret.’ She sticks her tongue out at him and he raises his eyebrows. ‘I’m curious.’ He grins and she looks at him. ‘I want a whole soccer team of kids.’ She murmurs and he laughs again.

 ‘Why is that funny?’ She asks him, acting offended while focusing her attention back on the baby that is by now almost asleep in her arms. ‘I don’t know,’ Matt replies with a look at her face. ‘I never saw you as the settling down and making a whole lot of babies type of girl.’ She turns to look at him and grins a little. ‘When are you going to learn that I am full of surprises?’ She asks him while she bounces the baby on her lap. He laughs and she softly giggles too.

 ‘Matt? Do you want to hold him, I have to film again.’ Gaga slowly stands up and looks at her costar. He nods eagerly and stretches his arms out. She kisses the top of the baby’s head and slowly hands him over to Matt. ‘I want him back, though.’ She laughs. Matt wickedly smiles at her, ‘we’ll see about that.’ He grins and then gives Gaga a small push. ‘Go, do your thing!’ He encourages her and after one last smile, she turns and walks away.

 When Gaga is done filming, Matt is already very close by. ‘I was watching you,’ he admits with an honest smile. ‘You’re good. You’re really good.’ He tells her and she laughs softly. ‘Thank you.’ She takes his compliment with a big smile. ‘Here’s your baby back.’ He smiles and she softly laughs. ‘He’s not mine, you know.’ She takes the baby and softly rocks him in her arms. ‘I wish he were though.’ Gaga smiles and presses a soft kiss on the baby’s head.

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A few hours later, Gaga’s day on set is finished. She sticks around for a little longer, but she promised Taylor a big dinner because he’s flying over for her. She holds the baby for a little while longer and she kisses him all over his pretty little face. ‘Bye bye darling.’ She kisses him again and then hands him over to Sarah Paulson. ‘Take care of him, he’s cute.’ She grins and Sarah laughs and reassures her that everything will be fine.

 On her way home, Gaga feels a little funny. Nothing particularly strange happened during her day, but she feels like something very, very big took place. Her mind keeps going back to the little baby she held all day and she also thinks back to her conversation with Matt. She is a little nervous when she gets home, but she shakes it off and starts making dinner. All fresh and all the best ingredients for Taylor’s favorite meal.

 Gaga is cooking, but her mind keeps slipping away. She is slicing onions, but then she sliced it all and she accidentally cuts into her finger. She swears loudly and shakes her hand as a response to the pain. She opens the tap and quickly tries to wash the blood away. She hadn’t thought she cut deep, but blood keeps flowing out of her finger. ‘Need a band aid?’ Taylor asks and Gaga spins around. ‘Hey honey, I missed you!’ She smiles wide and then looks at her finger, from which blood drips on the ground now. ‘And yeah, a band aid would be great.’

 Taylor quickly gets a band aid from the medical cabinet and gets back to Gaga. He grabs a paper towel and cleans the blood away before putting the band aid on her finger. He presses a soft kiss on it and Gaga giggles. He looks at her and softly kisses her hand and then he trails kisses up her arm and to her shoulder. He presses soft kisses on her neck and then her jaw and cheek before he finally kisses her lips. ‘Better now?’ He asks and she nods. She wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him close. ‘Much better.’ She smiles and kisses him.

 ‘I’ll finish dinner, after that you can make it feel even better.’ Gaga seductively smiles at Taylor and he grins as he completely understands her intentions. He watches her while she cooks. She is focused, but at the same time her mind seems to be very far away. He walks behind her and wraps his arms around her waist. ‘Are you okay, baby?’ He asks and she slowly turns around. ‘We’ll talk about it later.’ She murmurs and Taylor frowns. ‘Stef?’ He asks and he looks at her.

 Gaga can’t resist his blue eyes, especially after being apart for so long. ‘Just a second,’ she stirs in a pan and then puts the lid on and fully turns to Taylor. ‘It’s nothing to be concerned about,’ she faintly smiles and puts her hand on his cheek. ‘I just had these scenes today and there was a little baby involved.’ She looks at Taylor and he curiously looks at her. She leans in for a kiss and he wraps his arms around her waist. ‘I missed you,’ she smiles and leans her entire body into his.

 Taylor can’t resist it when Gaga is so affectionate. It’s not always that she wants hugs and cuddles all the time, so when she wants it, he makes sure to give it to her. Besides that, she didn’t look upset, so he knows there is nothing to worry about. He just holds her close and plants soft kiss on her forehead. ‘I love you, Stefani.’ He whispers against her head and she murmurs ‘I love you,’ back against his shirt.

 After dinner, desert, catching up and a hot round of sex, Gaga and Taylor are silently lying in bed. ‘So?’ Taylor looks at Gaga. He pushes a lock of blonde hair behind her ears and she looks at him. ‘So what?’ She asks and he grins. ‘What were you saying earlier?’ He frowns as he tries to remember. ‘Something with a baby.’ He smiles and softly traces the line of her collar bone. She doesn’t respond so he gets distracted by her soft skin. He kisses her collar bone and then looks back at her.

 ‘Wait what?’ Taylor suddenly looks up. Gaga frowns and strokes his stubble. ‘I didn’t say anything.’ She smiles and he cocks his head. ‘Baby.’ He simply says. It takes a few seconds before Gaga gathers the courage to talk. ‘I had scenes with this very cute little baby boy today. And I took care of him in between scenes. And then I had a talk with Matt and I just started thinking…’ She trails off, but quickly gets her focus back to the conversation. ‘I want to make a baby with you.’ She blurts out.

 ‘And I want a baby with you,’ Taylor responds after just a few seconds. Gaga looks at him, her eyes full of surprise. ‘Really?’ She smiles wide and kisses Taylor. ‘Let’s make a baby then.’ She murmurs to him as she climbs on top of him. He lets his hands roam over her back as he pulls her closer. ‘I like that idea.’ He grins and presses his lips onto hers. ‘A very beautiful baby.’ He smiles and looks into her eyes while a wide smile appears on her face too.

[stefanifanfics-blog]

HEY HEY HEY!!!

Hey guys, just a reminder that I am not dead 😂 I'm so so sorry I haven't posted, big things have been going on this summer that have been sapping the energy out of me! Just wanted to know if you guys were still interested in the oneshot where Gaga gets sick and Taylor takes care of her, let me know! LOVE U BABIES!!!

[maggie-monster]

IS THIS THE LOVE YOU HAVE FOR ME? (CHAPTER 6)

After hours of sleep she finally woke up thanks to the beautiful daylight shining trough her room. "Where am I?" She tough rubbing her beautiful hazel eyes withe back of her hand. She looked around trying to recognize her surrounding. She soon realizes she was in a hospital room. "Shit!" "Ah, Miss Germanotta I see you have finally woken up from your slumber!" Said a tall man probably in his thirties while entering her room. "He must be a doctor" she thought. "What am I doing here?" She asked him confused. "You fainted on stage during your show." "What? I don't remember anything." She said getting slightly confused by the whole situation. "Your blood test results show that you have been smoking weed. Is that correct?" "Yes" she whispered getting slightly embarrassed. "Where is everyone?" She asked the doctor trying to change the subject. "Well your friends went out to eat breakfast with your boyfriend a couple of minutes ago." He replied to her question writing something on the file he was holding. The word 'boyfriend' kept echoing in her ear. "Boyfriend? I don't have a boyfriend." "I'm not really sure he is your boyfriend I just assumed he is because he never left your side until a couple of minutes ago." "Must be Freddie or Brandon" she thought. "Can you please call them for me?" She asked hopefully. "Of course Miss Germanotta" he said closing the file he was holding "but you have to rest now. I will come back with further results in a couple of hours" and with that he left her room leaving her all by herself to wonder what was happening in her messed up life. Meanwhile Taylor, Tara and some other members of the Hous of Gaga were eating breakfast at the cafeteria when a beautiful blonde nurse came to inform them their friend was awake. "Really?!? Come on guys let's go" Tara exclaimed getting up from her seat followed by everyone expect Taylor. "Hey aren't you coming?" She asked him after everyone was gone. "I don't know" he answered confused. "What do you mean?" She sat next to him getting concerned. "What if she doesn't want to see me? What if she screams at me and tells me to fuck off? I don't know what I'll do if something like this happens" he replied tears filling his eyes. "Well you'll never know what will happen if you don't see her." "I guess you are right" he said smiling sweetly at her. "Come on" she said getting up. After a while he sighed and followed her getting more nervous by the second. "What's gonna happen? What will she say and do when she sees me? What if she hates me? What if I'm the last person in this world she wants to see?" Questions like this kept filling his mind, until he realizes he in standing in front of her hospital room door. He guys I know it's been so so so so so long since I posted and I apologize deeply for that and I promise I will do my best to post as soon as possible from now on. Anyway tell me what you think of the new chapter and you can suggest me prompts or ideas for this fanfic. Anyway I love you guys so so so much. -Maggie Monster

[tayga-lover]

I Will Always Love You

•hey guys, sorry it’s taken forever, I’ve kinda lost my touch•

-3-

After 30 minutes of being at the party Taylor decided to step out to a balcony to smoke a cigarette. He lit the cigarette and placed it between his lips and inhaled the fumes, he blew out and looked over Los Angeles. He couldn’t stop thinking about Gaga and he couldn’t help but eye her many times as she sat only a few tables away from him. He sighed and inhaled again, placing his hands on the rail he let the smoke out again and looked over the view of Los Angeles.

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Gaga looked up from her glass of wine and sighed looking at her sister, “you okay?” Natali asked as she placed her hand on her soft shoulder, gently rubbing her skin. Gaga closed her eyes and nodded, she sighed and opened her eyes, “I-I need to step outside.” She forced a smile to her sister and stood up, “can you give me a cigarette from my purse please?” She asked Natali who nodded and grabbed the package and took out the last cigarette, she looked around for a lighter but her sister began to become impatient so she just quickly gave her the cigarette, “thanks.” Gaga whispered and took a look at the table Taylor sat at, she noticed he was gone and sighed before walking away from the table

Once she walked passed the doors onto the balcony that smelt like cigarette smoke and seen a man dressed in a simple tux, he looked like Taylor but every man looked like him to her recently. She sighed and stood quite far away from him and just held the cigarette in her hand as she looked out over the view, she placed the cigarette between her lips before realizing she didn’t have a lighter and she whispered a few curse words.

“Need a light?” The sweet voice of her ex lover entered her ears and gave her chills as she turned to him. She looked up to him and looked behind him seeing that the man that was standing there before wasn’t there anymore and it actually was him. She then moved her eyes to his and then down at his hand where he had a lighter and his cigarette in the other, she nodded and took her cigarette out from between her lips and allowed him to light it before placing it between her lips again.

“Thank you.” She whispered as she let out the smoke. He nodded and looked at the view of the city again. They both stood there silently, smoking their cigarettes, so much going through both of their minds.

“Congratulations on your win, you really deserve it.” Taylor looked lovingly at Gaga, he seen a small smile spread across her lips and she turned her head to him.

“Thank you.” She spoke lightly and looked back at the view. He nodded and they both stood there in silence once again.

“I’ve been think-” “I’ve wanted to t-” they both spoke at the same time and that resulted in laughter from the both of them that died down after a few seconds. Taylor looked down at her and noticed how she was still smiling and that made him smile as well.

“Go ahead.” Taylor encouraged her to begin to talk and she nervously shifted as she put the cigarette out on the rail.

“I-I’ve been thinking about y-you a lot, lately....” she trailed off and looked at her hands lightly gripping the rails, “about what you said to me th-that day.” Her eyes watered and a tear fell down and landed on her ivory-colored hand, “h-how you’d always...love me.” She held the metal bar tighter and closed her eyes.

Taylor looked down at her, his heart aching as he seen her shiny teardrop drizzle down her hand in the moon and city lights.

“W-when I f-feel lon-lonely or unlo-loved….” she shut her eyes tightly in attempt to prevent more tear drops from falling, “an-and that’s h-how I’ve been f-feeling since I realized what I did w-wrong.”

Taylor’s heart broke even more at her words and he got closer to her and wrapped his arms around her small fragile frame. Now she couldn’t stop it and she let all her tears fall as she let herself go in Taylor’s arms. Taylor kept rubbing her back and shushing her and that soon made her calm again, she wiped her tears with the back of her hands, pushed herself out of his arms and looked up at him with questioning eyes. “Do you still love me?..” She asked silently, scared of the answer.

Taylor wanted to say something but nothing came out of his mouth, not one word and he just looked into her glossy eyes.

“I-I waited too long, didn’t I?” She asked with a sqeak in her voice, she was pleading with her eyes that Taylor would just tell her he loves her and kiss her, but he was just standing there.

After three minutes, he grabbed her cheeks and placed his lips on hers, ever so gently, taking her breath away.

He let the kiss go and she felt his hands leave from her soft cheeks, she smiled and opened her eyes, not realizing she’d be taken aback by what he said next,

“I’m sorry.” Taylor whispered before walking away, leaving the girl standing alone with her tears.

[roughsexwithgaga]

Running Through The Red Lights pt.1

Lady Gaga was lying on her back, naked. Christian Carino kissed the back of her thighs and slipped his fingers along the sensitive peachy skin. His lips stroke against her inner thigh, tongue tickling her groin and she inhaled rapidly and twitched every time his lips met her skin. He looked up and met her eyes while the tip of his tongue circled her clit before lapping her folds, sucking her pussy lips and rubbing his stubble against her.

The light hit her eyes from the side and made her them glitter light green. Her face radiated satisfaction from his actions, while his eyes were dark and less revealing. She pulled her eyebrows together and her chest rose in rhythm with his movements. ”Oh my god, yes,” she panted and closed her eyes. Her back was raised from the white sheets and her elbows pressed into the mattress. He stuck his tongue inside her, flicked it and she felt her vagina flood with excitement.

He slipped two fingers inside her and slowly slid them in and out of her, teased her clit with his thumb. Each time he swept over her butt hole with a finger her toes curled and she moaned silently. He worked her holes for several minutes, making sure she was prepared before he turned around while pulling her on top of him.

She straddled his hips and his palms cupped her ass, pulling her up while they kissed. He squeezed her butt cheeks hard and let his hands continue up her narrow waist and muscular back. She lowered her shoulders and he felt her hard nipples press against his chest. She leaned down further and he kissed her neck while moving her hair away. The darker hair on her nape tickled his fingertips and was much softer than her bleached straws.

She moved her hand down to feel his hard dick press against her palm. Sliding her fingers down to cup his balls while he sighed pleased. She grabbed the shaft to guide his dick inside her and he held her waist while she sank down and let his warm hands glide up her ribs towards her round tits. He grunted as she rose her hips and then sank down again.

Her tits slowly jiggled as she started rocking a little faster and he felt the muscles in her fit thighs move. She swallowed, tilted her head back and exhaled. The friction caused a pulsating pleasure in her crotch, she moved faster, sank deeper and placed her hands on his chest to support herself.

Christian held his breath, grunted and slipped his hands underneath her thighs. “Wait,” he said. She raised her hips and his wet cock slipped out of her. He made her climb off and stand on all four. She felt his hand hold her groin. He entered her from behind. His veiny shaft slipped between her fit, round butt cheeks. She lowered her back, stretched out and her fingers dug into the sheets. Her ass pressed against his crotch to push him all the way inside her. As he pulled out and pressed his thumb against her butt she buried her face against the pillows and bit her lip. ”Fuck, that feels so good.”

Slow, deep thrusts made her impatient. She writhed in his firm grip, pushed away and turned around. He watched her tits jiggle and bent down to suck her nipples, licking and cupping them with his warm hands. Her eyes looked into his. Teasingly she let her eyes stay half shut while looking down at his chest. Running a finger along his jaw and inside his mouth.

He locked eyes with her, sucked her fingers and moved on to kissed her belly, her ribs and pushed her arms over her head. Tickling her armpits with swift kisses and finally reaching her face, he kissed her chin and sucked her lower lip. Her skin smelled sweet, and a little like some fresh spice he couldn’t specify. He inhaled and filled his lungs with her smell, tasted her skin like it was a ripe fruit.

”You have the most amazing delicious lips,” he smiled and she met his admiring gaze before she pulled him down to make him kiss her again. The corners of her mouth were raised, and her swollen lips pouted at him. Her mouth was warm and welcoming, her lips soft and wet. Her breath warm against his.

She parted her lips and let her tongue slide against his, tasting like raspberries and melting like butter. She felt her belly flutter while he held her hands above her head with one hand and the other guided his girthy cock inside her again. Slow and determined he penetrated her while he kissed her neck and she breathed heavily, filling her lungs with his smell. His wet fingers found her hard nipples, rubbed one of them with his thumb and squeezed the soft flesh.

She raised her legs and bucked her hips. His hard thrusts made her body shiver with pleasure. She felt mini-orgasms tingle through the inside of her thighs as he changed the pace and fucked her harder. The wet sound of her lips parting as she started to breathe faster made him speed up. Her wet cunt tightened around his dick as he pushed all the way inside her.

Her lower back rose from the sheets as she pushed herself up using her heels. She felt the orgasm make her bottom heavy again while she closed her eyes and concentrated to enjoy it fully. His growing cock rammed her sensitive walls over and over finally unloaded his cum inside her. While he finished, he was raised on his arms, and made the last few hard thrusts so forcefully against her he was afraid she would dislocate her hip.

The sight of her wide hips and the feeling of her thick soft thighs rubbing against his waist, as he pounded against her - her moans, the amazing feeling of her tight cunt, he felt like the orgasm wasn’t enough. He wanted to destroy her.  

”You feel so damn good I’m so close the whole time, Stef,” he grunted while catching his breath and laid himself down on his back while staring at the ceiling for a few seconds. Gaga rolled to the side and got up.

”You lasted long enough,” she laughed lightly. ”We’ll be late now, by the way.”

”Right. Now that’s suddenly important to you,” Christian said.

Afternoon sex at Christian’s condo had become her habit every time she was in LA. It was still a place for privacy unlike her own mansion. First yoga or work-out and then sex. No one noticed when she arrived here, or left. She put a sweater on and opened the door to the patio.

”Where are you going?” he asked with his head raised from the pillows.

She snorted and pulled her fingers through her hair while putting sunglasses on. ”Just outside for a second. Calm down.”

”No smoking.” He leaned back against the pillows and knew she would do the opposite of what he said as usual. He sighed and got up. A quick shower and then they could be on their way.

Gaga lit a cigarette as soon as she closed the door behind her and sucked it with the same fulfilled pleasure she had while enjoying their sex just minutes ago. Christian knew how to treat a woman in bed, he could be controlling but the things he did to her was amazing.

He liked it when she tried to challenge him, she noticed that but it was mostly for fun. She was content with him taking charge. After all she was in charge all other hours of the day so it was nice to let go.

The sun was warm but the breeze still a little chilly. The skin on her bare legs had goose bumps and she looked down at her toes while she strolled around the white paved area surrounding the swimming pool. The other condos looked dark when she raised her head and looked around.

She put the cigarette out and went back inside. Christian glanced at her while he buttoned his shirt. You and your vices, his eyes said.

”Sarah and Frederic will meet up at the Chateau. They’re already waiting. Sandra is outside with the car. And I’m ready.” He put his suit on and turned around to hold the door open for her. She caught a whiff of his smell when she walked by and smiled at him over her shoulder. ”You smell good,” she said, stopped and pulled his collar. ”Ready for round 2 tonight?“ Her head was tilted to the side when he gently kissed her on the lips.

"You’re too much,” he smiled and looked into her eyes.

\o/

”Are you ready?” Gaga asked and put her ear rings on while sitting on the bed. It was the last touch to her immaculate look. The necklace glittered on her visible collar bones and she stood up. Christian squinted at her as if to shield his eyes from her glow. She wore a white dress that was tight around her waist and thighs. An upgrade in Christian’s eyes, from the cut-off denims and crop-tops she had been living in the past weeks. She turned around and bent down to pick her phone up and he observed her round ass sticking out and her bare back and shoulders with a content smirk. Her body was a female masterpiece.

”You look sensational,” he said and wrapped his arm around her back, pulled her close and let a soft kiss tickle her neck while he inhaled her sweet, subtle and expensive smell. She put her hands against his chest to make sure he didn’t ruin her make up but smiled and closed her eyes. He took her arm and kissed her wrist while interlacing her fingers with his as if they were about to dance. She turned around, dropped her shoulders slightly and let him guide her out the door. She felt the fingers of his other warm hand slide down her spine and land on her lower back. She was satisfied, her body was still high from the endorphins the orgasm produced and she felt a numbness similar to what alcohol caused.

Gaga’s hair was pulled back in a tight knot by her nape and the dark roots had been fixed by Freddie for the night. Her eyebrows were dark and her eyelids shimmered in some glossy pink color over her smoky eyes. As darkness fell her make up made her look fierce and her features so sharp they’d cut through any defense.

The highlight on her cheekbones looked exaggerated as her face was lit up by the lights in the hallway and her lips glittered wet in the same color as her eyelids. Christian observed Gaga when she turned to face forward as they started walking side by side. She looked dangerous, hard, intimidating and unobtainable. The kind of woman you brought to make everyone jealous while they knew you’d undress her later that night and make her pant ’fuck me’ into your ear. He felt a little tingle in his belly as she glanced at him with half shut eyes like she could read his mind.

They were late and their table was waiting for them. Christian held out Gaga’s chair and she sat down, excused them for their late arrival and blamed the traffic. The label representatives looked at Gaga with anticipation. It was obvious they looked forward to seeing her. Her manager Bobby looked a little tired, but relieved. He had probably been entertaining the lot for the past hour.

Gaga did not really enjoy these kind of dinner meetings. She preferred a proper meeting where she could let her brain free and vomit ideas. This wasn’t the environment to discuss anything - too many nosey people trying to listen in - but more so to keep the connections ’lubricated’. She never stayed longer than necessary.  After the dinner and some chitchat she excused herself from the table and went to the bathroom. On her way back she noticed Bobby by the bar and approached him. He smiled at her and slid a martini towards her when she sat down.

“How are you, Stef?” he asked and looked at her with concerned eyes.

“I’m ok, Bobby.” She sighed and raised the glass to sip it. “I’m just between projects. You know how it is.” She wiggled her shoulders and raised the corners of her mouth as if to show him how carefree she tried to be.

Bobby scanned her thoroughly for several seconds while she nearly downed the rest of the drink in one gulp.

At least 5 men tried to pick her up during the 15 minutes she sat down by the bar and Bobby had to help fight them off. After the martini had done its job, marinating her insides, she wanted to leave and went back to the table to let Christian know.

Her eyes started searching for him, since he wasn’t sitting by the table where she left him. One man said Christian had gone outside into the garden area to say hello to someone he knew. At first she looked around to send someone out to get him but realized she had none of her assistants with her. Instead she asked Bobby to get her car for her while she started looking for Christian.

There was a private party in the garden area and she tried to scan the area to find Christian. For once she wished he was at least two inches taller and easier to spot in a crowd. She cursed out loud when she finally spotted him and saw someone else she did not expect to be here.

\o/

Taylor Kinney’s eyes scanned the patio while he sipped a glass of sparkling wine he had snatched off a tray. His friends had decided to leave directly after dinner but Taylor felt like getting drunk. So he snuck inside the party in the back garden of the restaurant for free drinks. Suddenly he heard a voice behind him. It sounded familiar and he tried to place it before turning around. Another voice, unknown to Taylor, asked a question that made his ears nearly flip backwards trying to listen in on what was going on behind him as it sounded interesting.

When the other man started talking again Taylor instantly recognized the voice. It was Gaga’s endorsement agent. The man that made sure he was there more and more while Taylor was being pushed out of the picture - and her bed, and now they were a thing according to the tabloids. Taylor had to dive into his drink to keep himself from laughing out loud. Good luck, dude, Taylor thought. Knowing very well how demanding it was to keep Gaga entertained. Like tending to a 1 year old who just learned how to walk. Blink for two seconds and she’s wrecked the house because you didn’t give her the attention she craved.

Taylor kept his back turned and could hear Christian although he must be facing away from Taylor as he talked to an unknown person or persons. It was clear he didn’t like where the conversation was going, but the other person was eager to know, saying ’she’ must be a tiger in bed. At first he seemed to want to laugh the man’s assumptions off in a polite way although Taylor heard the cold tone in his voice.

”I’m not gonna talk about her. Even you have to understand that,” Christian said convincingly and rather loud so the people beside Taylor turned around. Then someone else asked if their relationship was an arrangement and apparently that triggered the agent, that now had several eyes on him. Even Taylor could sense the increased heavy breathing and spikes shooting out of the man’s shoulders. He was so tempted to turn around but didn’t want to reveal himself.

”If anything could be described as business it was the deserted relationship between her and ’that actor’. He never took a minute out of his schedule to go see her leaving her to chase after him and even then he was constantly neglecting her,” Christian said and Taylor felt the hair on his neck stand up. What the actual fucking hell? he thought.

The other person was speechless and then another voice asked ”Can I quote you on that?”

Apparently Christian had enough and blew air through his nose and chuckled as if the man was getting on his nerves. Taylor could sense a change in Christian’s posture and realized he was about to leave. That settled it. Taylor turned around just as his opponent did the same.

Christian still had a fake wide grin glued to his face when he walked straight into Taylor’s fist. The punch was so hard and landed so perfectly on the side of the man’s nose and cheek that Taylor didn’t feel a thing. It was like punching air. Christian desperately tried to understand what just happened when he stumbled backwards but his legs lost communication with his brain. He sank down sitting on his heels and people around them gasped but didn’t intervene. Most likely they were all too shocked to react just yet.

The blood started pouring out of Christian’s nose and mouth just as Taylor’s fist started throbbing with pain. He shook it and a content smile spread across his face when he saw the grin disappear from Christian’s face only to be replaced by a confused stare. When the older man moved his hand up to his face and saw the blood he looked even more confused.

Taylor took one quick step forward and leaned down by Christian’s ear. ”Does she ever come back with the smell of another man’s-” Taylor didn’t get to finish the sentence before someone yanked him backwards, but the change of light in Christian’s eyes told Taylor he was right. He moved his shoulders forward and adjusted his jacket. ”Yeah, exactly. Don’t for a second consider yourself special,” Taylor mumbled.

When he raised his head he saw Gaga’s blonde head push through the crowd. Her tiny hands pulling shoulders to get to the gaping hole where he was standing. Christian leaned to the side with one hand on the paved ground and the other hand tried to stop the blood from pouring out of his nose.

Taylor thought Gaga’s already huge eyes would drop out of her skull when she saw Christian squatting on the ground with blood all over his hand and face. She kneeled beside him to help him back up on his feet and looked up at Taylor. He had seen those fiery eyes before, and he knew what was coming. ”Are you insane? What the hell was that for?” her voice was low but really powerful. ”You still possess the enviable skill of ruining a night,” she said with strained vocal chords dripping with sarcasm.

He could hear how she desperately tried to keep her words as articulated as she could while still making her point, and he was certain she wanted to scream all the dirty words her creative brain could come up with.

Christian groaned like he was dying and Taylor heard Gaga’s nasal voice snarling at him. ”Can you promise me one thing? That I never have to see you ever again! Who the fuck do you think you are?” Her final words came out like a torch and she was unable to hold it in.

Taylor shrugged, put his hands up and turned around. He walked past a bowl full of ice cubes, mixed slices of fruit and soothing alcohol and dipped his aching knuckles in it. Then the devil suddenly slipped inside his body - again - and he grabbed the bowl, took the few steps back to Christian and threw it all in his face.

”Here. Put some ice on it, bro.”

Half of the content naturally landed on Gaga, who froze where she stood. Chunks of lemons and strawberries rolled off her shoulders and the sugary liquid dripped down her face, ruining her dress, her hair and make up in front of all the guests. If it wasn’t such a disaster Taylor would’ve laughed. The stuck-up asshole deserved it. She, not so much, but they both needed to wake up. Obviously the man was using her like she was using him for god knows what. He observed a lucky ice-cube that made its way between her tits and left a trail that he would have enjoyed tracing with his tongue back in the day.

He walked back to the table, put the bowl down and excused himself. While he walked toward the entrance he wondered what actually just happened. It had simply felt so good punching Christian’s smug face in front of her. Taylor found himself grinning wide and shook his head. He waved at a cab and walked a little faster down the street, hoping no one would follow him.

\o/

Taylor was in bed at his hotel in central LA. He had several missed calls on his mobile since early morning. He recognized two of them. It was her damn representatives and one was probably her lawyer. He hated her damn entourage of self-absorbed so-important people blowing hot air up each others’ asses. Especially hers. Just as he looked at the phone it rang again. This time it was Ashley, her assistant, so he decided to answer.

”What’s up sugar tits?” he said and scratched his neck.

At first Ashley didn’t say anything so Taylor wondered if they’d tricked him and someone else used her phone, then he heard a reluctant laugh and a sigh. ”I wanted to reply ’sweet dick’, but regarding the circumstances it’s probably not appropriate. You know?”

”I know, Ash.” He sighed loudly to let her know he understood why she called. ”It was a dumb-fuck move.” His immaturity-meter really went off the chart.

Ashley sighed again. ”Of course. But what did he do, Tay?” She sounded like she didn’t believe him but there was still a grain of curiosity. ”What could he possibly have said that made you snap?”

Taylor lit a cigarette, took one greedy drag and then he sat up in the bed and put it out. ”Why don’t you ask him. Or just make your own assumptions, whatever. I don’t care.”

Ashley was quiet again, but he heard a familiar nasal voice somewhere in the distance and before Ashley got a chance to reply Taylor started talking again. ”You know what, just because she pays you, she doesn’t own you. Your opinions, your social media, or your friends. You think she’s nice, but she’s manipulating you to do her dirty laundry. You’re not the first, not the last. She keeps switching you out like those thongs you keep washing for her.”

If the words got to her or not he didn’t notice. She said in a lower voice. ”He’s gonna sue you, using her lawyers.”

”Well, tell the queen of the universe I’m really scared now. And ask mr Carino for his honest opinion on your boss, because it’s not what you think.” Taylor ended the call and bit his lip. He regretted that last part because it made it seem like he wanted to spill something that Christian said, which he never did. Taylor really didn’t want to give a fuck or get involved. She was a closed chapter in his book.

And now a damn lawsuit that would take forever but he knew she didn’t want her name dragged through this. Hopefully the worst would be some kind of settlement. He felt bad about the defensive lie that just jumped out of his mouth, knowing that it would come back to haunt him. It wouldn’t be just his words against Christian’s. There was several witnesses there that could vouch Christian badmouthed Taylor and no one else.

“I won’t even see that lawsuit,” he convinced himself and stepped out on the balcony to finish the cigarette he just put out. “Nah, you and your new toy just wanna scare me, Stef. And you want to hurt me the way you feel I hurt you, right.” He squinted at the foggy morning air who was laid thick over the city and thought about how shitty he had treated her. Maybe admitting it would make his head lighter, and maybe it was time to just come clean.

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"I have to go and talk to him.” Gaga already had one foot out the door, grabbed a pair of sunglasses, her phone and the keys to her Lamborghini. She pulled her hair up in a pony tail and pulled a large sweater over her head.

“Why?” Ashley didn’t want her to. She didn’t think it was a good idea at all. Taylor didn’t seem balanced at all. His behavior was weird and not like him. Who knew what he would do if Gaga showed up on his doorstep. Hurt her? ”You just want an excuse to go see him because you can’t face the fact that he slowly dumped you and now you wanna go and dump him so HE feels bad and maybe that’ll make you feel a little better, am I right or am I right?”

Gaga didn’t pay attention to Ashley. Whenever someone was slightly right about something that concerned her, that she didn’t like, she pretended she didn’t hear. ”Because you’re not telling me what he said,” she said instead and pointed at Ashley’s chest. ”If you’re working for me, you’re siding with me. Understood. Don’t think so much.” Gaga sounded so angry Ashley moved backwards while Gaga turned around.

”But that’s because he didn’t-“ Ashley shouted after her but before she could finish the sentence Gaga had closed the car door and started the car. "…say anything,” she mumbled as the car disappeared in a cloud of dust. She nearly teared up at the threat coming from her boss.

”And I hate that car,“ she mumbled when she saw Gaga hit the breaks just before the gate and barely slow down before she sped up again out on the road. ”I need to stop talking to myself.”

Gaga let the car stretch out on the highway and the anger that had been boiling in her veins all night reached some kind of peak as she realized she didn’t know where Taylor was staying. Well aware of the risk but with clouded judgement, lack of sleep and a not so busy road she threw away a text asking where he was.

He didn’t reply instantly so with increasing impatience she kept looking at her phone. Why hadn’t she called him instead? She was about to do so when he replied. Short and brief he told her to stay away. With frustrated fingers she started to reply, realized she was well above speed limit and crossing over to the wrong lane and quickly turned the wheel. She put the phone away and inhaled with both hands on the wheel.

As she approached the city, she started to look at her phone again. Taylor had written a longer text and she took the phone up to scan through it. He started off by saying something about her needing to start looking a little further than her nose since her new man clearly was just another one in line taking advantage of her as a way to boost his own status. It takes one to know one, he had written in a sudden second of self-awareness. He carried on writing about her deserving better than an old fucking bitter and failed nobody, as in Christian, ”He probably enjoys screwing you in more than one way,” as Taylor put it.

”And Stef,” he continued, ”I’m an absolute ass who fooled you all along and never went into our relationship with the same mindset as you. I also feel bad for all the times you’ve taken time out of your busy schedule to go see me, when I was just waiting for the whole thing to end.”

Gaga stared at the screen. She had to look several times, swallowed hard and before she knew it she was speeding through an intersection at 60 mph.

The red Honda hit the back wing of the Lambo and made the two cars spin around a full 360 degrees two times before crashing into two posts by the side of the road. The metal screamed as it tore the right side of the Lambo open and peeled its way inside to the passenger seat. Gaga couldn’t see a thing, the airbag nearly knocked her out and her fingers cramped around the wheel and the phone while she spun around and tried to break.

The speed and the spinning made it feel like the air was sucked out of her lungs and someone pounded her belly for all it was worth, she tried to breathe, felt her heart hammer in her chest like it was going to break through her ribcage. The muscles in her neck did everything in their power to keep her head upright and she felt a sharp, snapping pain in her neck as the car came to a full stop.

Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4

[gagafanficswriter]

Drunk And In Love: Chapter 2 (Final)

It was the morning after the night when Lady Gaga and Taylor Kinney went to Monica Raymund’s birthday party, both got drunk and made love for hours. Gaga woke up at around 6AM. She immediately turned around and sat on the bed when she felt a pair of arms hugging her tiny body from behind. Her heart melted when she saw the love of her life, her T, sleeping peacefully. And then she noticed that they both were completely naked. She couldn't help but blush at the thought of what they have done the night before. She didn't know if making love when they weren't actually together was right or not but she didn't mind, she felt happy about it. She was finally happy again after what felt like centuries. However, she didn't know if Taylor was going to feel the same way. She didn't know if he still loved her like she did...

Gaga laid back on the bed and watched her honey sleep and listened his soft snores like she used to do when they were together. She always thought he looked so cute while he was asleep. She caressed his short, grey-like hair and was about to kiss his forehead but Taylor moved a little and started to open his blue eyes. He wasn't really a light sleeper but however, that managed to wake him up. Gaga immediately pulled her hand hand back before Taylor could open his eyes. She was feeling a little bit nervous, to be honest. She had no idea how Taylor was going to react. But she perfectly knew that he would never get mad at her for something that wasn't even her fault. “Stefani..” Taylor said sleepy and a little bit shocked to see Gaga right next to him when he opened his eyes. He then rubbed his face with his hands, trying to remember what happened last night. “Did we, did we have...” said Taylor when he noticed that they both were wearing nothing. “Yes, obviously.. You're not very happy about this, are you?” Gaga looked down at her hands. “Hey, no, I mean.. Ugh, Stefani look at me.” Taylor lifted Gaga's chin to make her look into his eyes. “I’m..happy, okay? I think I was just a little bit shocked, you know?” “Really?” Gaga's eyes sparkled with excitement. “Really.” Taylor said and smiled. “I have one question for you, though; are YOU happy?” he continued. “I am, Tay. I really am.” she hugged him. They stayed like this for a while until Gaga broke off the silence. “Soo, what do we do now?” “I don't know, but I want you to know that I love you so much, Stefani. And there is nothing I want more than getting back together with you.” Gaga's heart started beating out of her chest. “OH MY GOD HE SAID HE LOVES ME!! HE STILL LOVES ME!!” she thought. “I love you too. I love you so much. And I want us to get back together, too. You have no idea how tough the break has been for me.” “Oh, baby.. Trust me I know how you have been feeling. It hasn't been easy for me either. But don't worry, it's over now.” Taylor said and took her tiny hands in his big ones. He looked deep into her beautiful hazel eyes  and Gaga's heart melted when her eyes met Taylor’s blue ones. They locked eyes for a short while before Taylor cleared his throat and started to talk again. “Stefani, I love you more than anyone else in the world. And believe me, I would do anything for you. I really want to start a family and have a future with you. I want you to be my wife and the mother of my future children. And I know this isn't really how a proposal should be but Stefani, will you marry me?” Tears started to fall down on her cheeks. But they were the tears of joy. “Taylor, oh my god... YES!! OF COURSE I WANT TO MARRY YOU! YES!” Gaga shouted and hugged Taylor. A few seconds later their lips met. They were back together and both were so happy again. No matter what they’ve gone through, their love was strong that they could never be separated. 

THE END.

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hello y’all! soo, here is the second and last chapter of my first fanfic. i know this isn't so good and i’m sorry but i hope you like it. ILY ❤️

[taygashipper]

Forever. (Chapter three)

Taylor's pov

It's Stefani's  turn to go on stage, I can tell she's nervous so I say "remember" and wink at her, she smiles and goes up. The music starts playing, as soon as she starts singing I'm blown away wow that powerful voice comes from that short tiny little girl, I can see that she's really doing what we talked, she's really feeling the song and I'm sure everyone else can see it too. Her voice is just so perfect. She is perfect. Kinney what are you doing? She's 17 and you're 22 that's illegal!!. She finishes and a round of applause comes for her I pretty sure half of the noise is coming from me, I'm clapping and screaming. The teacher looks at me like I'm crazy so I stop screaming. I notice that Stefani is looking at me so I give her thumbs up, she dries a tear that was on her cheek. I can't believe someone could hurt her like this, she's just an innocent beautiful girl, she deserves all good things. She comes off the stage and i hug her "that was amazing" I say she blushes, she has been doing that quite often. "Thank you for helping" she smiles, suddenly my hands start sweeting as I look deeply into her green eyes. I stare at her for some time but luckily I'm saved by the bell. The bell rings and it means that we have lunch break "emm...so see you around I guess" she says as she picks her bag up and starts walking to the exit. Taylor what are you doing standing there?. "Stefani, wait for me" I say and walk to her "you're new here so...do you want me to make you a tour?" I try to sound as normal as possible, probably she has a lot of guys around her all the time. She smiles and nods, I'm kinda glad she accepted. "Great! So it's lunch time so our first stop is the cafeteria" I say, she smiles. I can get used to see her smiling. We walk to the cafeteria, we talk about random things like our interest, when we get there she says "so, there's no place to seat" she's right there's almost no empty places to seat so I have an idea. "Yeah, you're right. What do you think about going to eat somewhere else?" I say, hoping she doesn't reject me. "Like where?" She says still looking for an empty place "I don't know, there's a restaurant a block from here where we can go" I say, she looks at me "but we don't have much time I have classes after lunch" she says and I sigh. "Please it won't take long I promise." I smile at her luckily she smiles back and says "okay".

When we arrive to the restaurant we seat on a table for to, right in front of each other, we make our order, Stefani asks for lasagna and I just decide to get the same as her. "So, Stefani, you're 17, how the hell are you in college, you're a little girl" I ask and she smiles "well, I graduated from school and then I got an early admission for college so I decided  to take it" she explains "that's cool, by the way your performance was just amazing, you're great" I say, she blushes. "Thank you" she says shyly. Our food arrives and we start eating, when we finish Stefani insist to split the bill but I'm faster so I pay the whole thing instead. "Thank you but you didn't had to do that" she says "I wanted to, don't worry" I smile. Then we start making our way back. When we arrive we notice that it's empty which means we're late. "Fuck" she says "thank you for lunch but I have to go now, see you" she says and starts running to her class. She's just perfect. I start walking to mine as well.

Stefani's pov.

Shit shit shit, I'm late on my first day. Fucking Taylor...well I can't complain because I had a wonderful time but still. I'm in front of my classroom. I take a deep breathe and knock on the door. The teacher, an old man, opens a little "I'm sorry I'm late" I say shyly "you are 40 minutes late, miss, I'm sorry but I can't let you in" he says and shuts the door in my face. "Fuck" I say, I sign and start walking around that was my last class so I think about going home. But then I see taylor seated on the hallway floor. He lifts his head up and looks at me, he smiles and wave his hand. I start walking closer and seat next to him. "Hello again, miss Germanotta" he says "hi, so let me please quote you 'it won't take long I promise'" I say imitating his voice, he laughs "okay okay, you were right...I'm sorry" he smiles and stares at me I get really nervous all of a sudden. "So you were kicked out off class too?" He asks me "because of you, yes." I giggle "yeah, sorry. So was that your last class?" He asks and I nod "well, then do you wanna hang out or something?" He says looking into my eyes....his eyes are just so..blue and perfect...wait...Stefani answer! "Sure" I smile trying to hide that I'm blushing, which probably I didn't hide it too well because he just giggled. We stand up and make our way out "where are we going?" I ask as we start walking "I don't know do you wanna go to my apartment?" He asks.

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Heyy, so here's another chapter :) hope you liked it, tell me what you think about it. If you liked or hated it haha. Sorry if it's too short I'll try to post as soon as I can. Thanks for reading <3 

[taygafan6969]

"The watch that reconciled us" / My new Tayga fic 🙆🏻

Read it here 👉🏻 http://w.tt/1Yo7Ctg

[ladygagaloverholland]

Man Of My Dreams - Chapter 4

Hey there, I’m sorry it took me so long to post! 🙈 but here you have chapter 4. Chapters 1 to 3 can be found here: 1 - http://ladygagaloverholland.tumblr.com/post/121522416095/man-of-my-dreams-chapter-1 2 - http://ladygagaloverholland.tumblr.com/post/122697681295/man-of-my-dreams-chapter-2 3 - http://ladygagaloverholland.tumblr.com/post/123399594330/man-of-my-dreams-chapter-3

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‘You didn’t sleep last night? Not at all?’ Taylor asks surprised. Gaga was tired, so they went home, but not without Taylor teasing her. Then she confessed to him about her sleepless night, and now he is just looking at with big eyes. ‘No,’ she answers with a faint smile. ‘Too much going on in my head.’ They sit down on the couch, and Gaga leans against Taylor’s shoulder. ‘Want to talk about it?’ He asks her, and she immediately nods. ‘It’s just a lot,’ she sighs. ‘Last night I suddenly realized that we need to take care of a lot for my pregnancy, and for a kid after that, and we also need to get married, so I just got a little stressed over all of that.’ She looks at Taylor, and he presses his lips against her forehead. ‘It’ll be okay,’ Taylor wraps his arms around Gaga, and she cuddles in a little closer. ‘I googled it last night, what parents-to-be should think about in the first two months. And that’s a lot already. I need to find out what I can and can’t eat, we actually need to find an OB-GYN, and with that I also need to decide in which city I want to do this all. And of course I need to think about work, what I can and can’t do. And we need to decide if we want to get married before or after.’ Gaga is stressed about it already, but Taylor softly strokes her back, and she calms down a little. ‘What if you would get a little sleep now, and after that we will start figuring things out.’ Taylor looks at Gaga, and she nods. ‘Alright then,’ he says, and he picks her up from the couch. He swirls her around, and she laughs, carefree for just a second. Taylor carries her to the bedroom, and he lets her cuddle against him, in her favorite position, to make it easy for her to fall asleep. She looks at him, with that troubled look on her face, for minutes, but then her eyes close, and Taylor knows she has fallen asleep. While Gaga sleeps, Taylor opens his laptop. He uses the internet to find general information about pregnancy, and then he opens a Word document next to his internet window. He starts processing information, and he turns it into information specifically for Gaga. He lists her favorite foods, and whether or not she can eat them, and he is in the middle of looking for good OB-GYNs in Chicago and New York when Gaga wakes up again. She looks at him with her big, sleepy eyes, but after Taylor softly strokes her cheek, she falls right back asleep. Taylor finds some more information, and then he closes his laptop. He lays it down next to him and silently looks at Gaga. She is sleeping deeply and calmly, and he just looks at her chest heaving up and down. She was scared and stressed before, but there is no visible trace of that anymore. He knows it will be back when she wakes up, but he also knows that the fear comes from insecurity. And that insecurity will go away when she gets clarity about the situation, and that’s gonna come in time, and he can help her with that. He can’t prevent himself from wrapping his arm around her and kissing her cheek, but that wakes her up. Gaga smiles at Taylor, and he kisses her again, on the lips this time. She looks at him, and he watches the sleepiness disappearing from her face. ‘Did you sleep well?’ He asks her, and she smiles. ‘Yeah, thank you. I needed it.’ She quickly kisses him, and then curiously looks at him. ‘And what did you do?’ She voices her thoughts, and Taylor chuckles. ‘Okay look,’ he sits up, and she follows his lead. He takes his laptop back, and Gaga looks at the screen. Quite soon, Taylor’s intentions become clear, and she looks at him. ‘You looked for all of this information, just for me?’ She asks, and after he nods she kisses him sweetly. ‘I can’t believe you did this for me, it is so sweet.’ Gaga goes through Taylor’s research, with a big smile on her face. ‘This makes things easier, thank you so much.’ She kisses him again, and he smiles at her. ‘You know I would do anything for you,’ he whispers in her ear, and her already wide smile becomes a little wider again. They silently sit in bed for a while, both thinking about the unpredictable future that is ahead of them. Eventually, Taylor is the one to break the silence. He looks at Gaga, and after a soft kiss on her cheek, she looks at him. ‘Stef,’ he faintly smiles. ‘We, or you, can think about most of this another time, but I think two things should be thought about now.’ Gaga looks at Taylor. She’s trying to anticipate what he is gonna say, but she has no clue. Everything is too tangled up in her mind to see clearly which issues have more priority than others. She quickly kisses his stubbly cheek, and distractedly he looks at her. He grins, and then he goes on. ‘I think you need to decide in which city you want to see an OB-GYN. If you have that figured out, then everything else will be easier. And, on a different note, I think we should decide if we want to get married during or after you pregnancy.’ Taylor looks at Gaga, and she immediately nods. She is grateful that Taylor is helping her figure things out, and that he can prioritize for her. ‘I want to do this in Chicago.’ She decides in a split-second, and Taylor laughs at her sudden decision. ‘No, I’m serious, T.’ She tells him, and he looks at her, ready for an explanation. ‘You are here.’ She begins firmly. ‘And you are the father of the child I’m carrying, so I want to do this with you. And this is your city. It’s easier to do it here.’ Gaga smiles, and Taylor softly kisses her. ‘Sounds good to me. But are you really sure, I mean New York is your city, I would understand if you wanted to be there.’ He looks at Gaga, but she shakes her head. Taylor and Gaga chat a little longer about their cities, but Gaga doesn’t change her mind. After that, she is quite done with the conversations about the future. She finds it all a little too abstract, since she can’t imagine herself as a married mother yet. She wants to focus on now, and she wants to do something, so she and Taylor start cooking together. However, at dinner, the topic of the future slips back into their conversation. Gaga sighs, and she looks into Taylor’s eyes. ‘Let’s figure out when we want to marry.’ She suggests, and he nods. ‘I think it’s smarter to get married after you have the baby.’ Taylor states, and Gaga nods, relieved that he has the same opinion on this as she has. ‘Maybe in January. Then he or she will be like two months old and I’ll have my body back, at least a little bit.’ She giggles a little, and Taylor smiles at her. ‘And besides that, we both have a lot to do the next few months, and that will only get more with your pregnancy.’ Taylor adds more reasons, an then they are sure of that too. After dinner is over, Taylor grabs a beer, and a glass of water for Gaga, and they sit down on the couch. They softly turn the television on, but it quickly becomes just a background noise. There are too many things that need to be said in the spare* time they have together. Being apart for weeks at a time is something they learned to live with, but when they are together, there are so many things both of them need to share. Gaga especially has a lot of things she doesn’t know how to say to anyone but Taylor, and as a result of that, she bottles up a lot of things when they are apart. The night is filled with talking and laughing and crying, and Gaga feels intensely blissful. It’s late when Taylor realizes he has to work the next morning, and his alarm is going off in just 5 hours. They get up, brush their teeth and change into pajamas. Pajamas for Taylor means only wearing his boxers, and Gaga prefers to sleep in just a bra and panties. They lay down in bed, and after one last look at each other, they both closer their eyes. Taylor quickly falls asleep, as always, and for Gaga it takes a little longer. But she and Taylor talked so much that she has nothing to worry about right at that moment, and after only a few minutes, she is sleeping too. The alarm comes way too soon, and both of them groan as Taylor turns it off. He is not really a morning person, but he has no issues with waking up. He kisses Gaga’s cheek, while she tries to shield her eyes from the early morning light. While Taylor takes a shower, she takes her time to wake up. She doesn’t want to sleep anymore, but waking up doesn’t sound tempting either. She lays silently until Taylor comes back from the bathroom. He looks at her while getting dressed, and she slowly sits up. ‘Can I come to set later?’ She asks, and Taylor nods. ‘Of course you can, babe.’ He smiles, and she returns a very cute, sleepy smile. Gaga uses the morning to pack all of her stuff that managed to end up everywhere in the not so big apartment. Then she just sits on the couch and enjoys the silence around her. The next few days are going to be incredibly messy, as she has to tell her manager about her pregnancy. A lot of stuff has to be figured out after that, and maybe plans are going to have to be cancelled. Gaga sighs. She decides she wants to do something before her mind gets to full, and she takes a cab to the Chicago fire set. Everybody is happy to see her, and Gaga is happy to be there again. It’s been a long time since she was in Chicago, so also a long time since she visited the set. Taylor has to film a scene only a few minutes after she arrived, but Gaga gladly follows him to watch. She loves to see him in action. When he is done, he immediately comes back to her. He wraps her into a tight hug, and she smiles. ‘How did I deserve this?’ She asks, and Taylor pulls away to kiss her. ‘Because I love you.’ He answers with a smile on his face. ‘I love you too, Tay.’ Gaga smiles and kisses him softly. ‘I called an OB-GYN today. Her name is Emma. We didn’t discuss any details yet, but we talked about the situation with me and you being famous. She promised to be discreet. We agreed to meet in about two weeks, so I’ll be here again then.’ She proudly smiles, and Taylor strokes her cheek. ‘Good job.’ He tells her, and he kisses the tip of her nose. ‘Do you think Bobby, your team or even Tony might make a problem out of your more frequent visits to Chicago?’ He carefully asks. Gaga sighs and shrugs. ‘I don’t really know.’ She looks at Taylor. ‘There’s not much they can do about it.’ She smirks. ‘I think Tony will mainly be happy for me, I think everyone will be, but they will be kind of disappointed that I can’t do everything we planned.’ She softly bites her lip and looks down. Taylor rubs her shoulders and pulls her in. ‘You’re a little disappointed yourself, aren’t you?’ He asks, and he feels her nodding into his chest. She pulls away to look at him, and he cups her face in his hands. ‘I feel guilty for being disappointed,’ she whispers. ‘I should be thrilled, this is what we always wanted.’ ‘Don’t feel guilty.’ Taylor simply tells Gaga. He softly rubs her back. ‘But I do,’ she frowns. ‘I can’t help it.’ Tears well up in her eyes, and he pulls her into his arms. ‘Tay,’ she softly cries, ‘I want to stay here, with you.’ She wraps her arms around his neck. Taylor rubs her back and her shoulders, not able to say anything. Eventually Gaga takes a deep breath, and she pulls back. ‘I have to get to the airport. I want to say goodbye to everyone, can you take me after?’ She asks, and he nods. She kisses him, and then she walks back to the big group. After saying goodbye, it’s only a short ride to the airport, and it is filled with silence. ‘Tay?’ Gaga softly asks when they get out of the car. ‘Yes babe,’ Taylor responds with a single look at her. ‘What do I have to do with my thoughts? I can’t handle all of this without talking to you about it. And I can’t always talk to you.’ She looks at him while their hands intertwine. ‘Write it down,’ Taylor suggests. ‘Get a new notebook and write everything regarding your pregnancy down there.’ He kisses her gently. ‘If there are emergencies you can always call me.’ He tells her, and she smiles. ‘Thank you,’ she tells him after a passionate kiss. After some more kisses and a couple of tight hugs, the time has come to say goodbye. The usual ‘I love you’ and ‘I love you too’ are being said, and then Taylor holds Gaga one last time. When they release each other, Gaga faintly smiles. ‘See you in two weeks.’ She says, and then she has to go.

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ONESHOT COMING SOON!! ❤️😘

[phantasiess]

I just uploaded my first fanfiction on Wattpad and I would be really grateful if you would take a look at it