Call it what you want - jaylor story

-Taylors Pov-

I'm standing in the middle of my Livingroom with joe's arm draped around me as we wait for the countdown on the tv to get to midnight. We have invited lots of his friends and my friends over for a new year's party and I've had an amazing time so far. The alcohol is flowing through my bloodstreams so I will have a hell of a hungover tomorrow, but I don't care, it's New Year's Eve after all.

"5... 4... 3... 2... 1... happy new year" everyone chants and as we reach the end, I lace my arms around joes' neck, and he laces his around my waist as our lips interlock for our first new year's kiss. The sparks fly and the kiss deepens for a while, but I don't think people around us notice because everyone is busy greeting one another. Eventually we pull away and smile like children at one another "happy new year's my love" he says and peck my lips again and I giggle "happy new years baby. Hers to a million more"

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My eyes flutter open and I'm brought back from the comfort of dreamland but as I do my head is about to explode. "nooooo" I groan and reach my arm out to search for joe to snuggle, but as I pat my arm around his side of the bed I'm not meet with the warmth of his body but an empty space.

"you're awake my love" I can hear from the other side and when I turn I'm meet with joe who wears a big smirk and looks completely fine. "You look like you have a hangover" he says and try not to laugh but fails.

"you're so mean" I groan and throw a pillow at him, but he dodges it and comes over and sit on the edge of the bed and gently run his hand up and down my body. "I assumed Advil was a good idea, so I put it on your bedside table" he says and gestures over at it and I immediately take the pills. "thanks"

This new year is full of possibilities for me to start over, I can make my life into what I want it to be and what I need it to be. Everything I've built have crumbled anyway so this is my chance to determent the course of where I go from here. all I know though is that I want joe to be with me through it.

Eventually I manage to sit up in bed and go over to the closet to pull on some clothes, to be specific tights and a cat sweater before quickly doing the normal morning routine stuff. As I walk back into the bedroom joe is sitting there waiting for me "you can go relax or something, but I need to clean up the house" I say and shrug my shoulders, but he just looks at me and furrow his eyebrows. "You don't think that I will let you clean up everything by yourself? We are a team we are doing this together my love" he says and kiss my forehead.

Last year Adam left me to clean up all by myself, he said that it was my party so I needed to clean alone plus he was hungover so he sure as hell wasn't getting out of bed to help me. by that time in the relationship id learned the hard way not to argue with him. If I did, he would get angry and gaslight me or do other things. People thought our relationship was so perfect and goals but honestly It was a nightmare I didn't know how to get out of.

"You sure" I ask carefully as we walk down into the Livingroom "absolutely my love, but we need some food first, I've already made us some eggs and toast before I went up to you" he says as we reach the kitchen.

I stand in the entrance between the kitchen and the Livingroom to assess the damage, it's not that bad. It's mostly empty alcohol bottles and polaroid's and glitter all over the floor. It was a funny and laidback party, thankfully I get along with joes' friends well.

"You ready to leave tomorrow? We need to pack tonight because we leave bright and early tomorrow" I say and take a bite of my toast. I'm really looking forward to spending a vacation with joe, it's nice to have some time to unwind before life gets crazy again. Hopefully the media won't get ahold of where we are going though, because I don't want to burst our bubble. Staying under the radar for as long as possible to protect our relationship is important to me, I don't want this to get out and blow up in my face. Part of me is still scared that joe will leave when he sees how crazy it gets when things about my personal life gets out. I'm also scared that he will resent me for what it will do in regards of his work, people will start to ask about me in interviews which draws attention away from his work.