Chapter 12. The Hangover Cure

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TAYLOR'S POV

Waking up to a text message from y/n is something I can definitely get used to. Although, I'd prefer to wake up next to her instead.

Okay, calm down. It's literally 8:45 in the morning.

Y/N Y/M/N📸

Hey Tay! I know you're either asleep right now or working on some song like the musical genius you are, but I just wanted to say that I hope you had a good day! I'm sorry about this morning. Or I guess when you read this, I'm sorry about yesterday morning. As you probably guessed by now, I'm really bad at expressing myself. I really don't deserve you or your patience, but thank you anyway. On that note, I hope you have a good night as well❤

I can't help but blush at her message. This girl is always doing wonders to me. I know we've only met recently, but she is probably the most thoughtful person I know.

I think that's why she ran off so quickly yesterday at breakfast. I mean, I know she set an alarm for when she needed to leave, but she checked out before that. I just don't know if I did something or if it was her overthinking. We've established that we both do this, but I thought she was doing better with talking about it after San Diego.

Tay🥂
Good morning, gorgeous! My day went well, but to be brutally honest, I just wanted to be with you all day. I know you sometimes get in your head, we both do. I'm not upset with you! No need to apologize for it. I just want us to get better at communicating how we feel to each other. It honestly breaks my heart to see you upset, so if there is anything I can do about anything, you have to let me know. Seriously. I mean that. And of course, you deserve me! We deserve each other... but thank you so much for thinking of me! I hope your day went well, too❤️

That might've been a little heavy for the first text in the morning, but I really had to get that out, especially because she didn't give me the chance to at breakfast.

I don't get a text back immediately, so I decide to make my way out of bed and freshen up to get ready for the day. I actually don't have anything planned, maybe just recording some music and letting any inspiration hit me when it comes. As I take a sip from my coffee I make my way to my kitchen bar and sit on one of the stools. My phone pings with a special notification sound alerting me that it is in fact Y/n who texted me. I may or may not have changed her notification to a special ringtone when we were in San Diego...

Yeah yeah...I'm a simp or whatever the kids call it.

 Y/N Y/M/N📸

In all honesty, yesterday was a mess, pretty much all day. A lot happened and my head feels like it will explode just thinking about it. I'm for sure hungover right now, but I'd love to hear more about what you're up to!😂

Hungover? Why was she drunk? Was it because she felt bad about how we left things at breakfast? She knows I'm not upset with her now... right? Does she regret it? Was she upset with me? Did I make her feel this way? She's deflecting. She does that when she doesn't want to open up. I know this about her, already. What happened yesterday? Surely this can't all be about breakfast?

Tay🥂
Hungover? What all happened yesterday?

I see three dots appear, then disappear after a few seconds.

Shit. Did I push too far? No, I couldn't have. She brought it up. It would be expected of me to ask, right?

Just as I'm about to send myself into a spiral, she texts back.

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