Carolina, Continued. (FLETCHER x Taylor Swift Caylor girlxgirl gxg Gaylor)

Remember This Feeling

After I finally get home, it's pretty late, the time being around 9:30pm, though I am not tired. I decide that I should call Selena and be honest with her. I need to tell her about Taylor, it wouldn't be fair of me not to.

"Hey, how was your flight back?" She answers the phone, surprisingly in a decent mood. I haven't really gotten to talk with her since she got into that argument with Taylor at the concert, and for some reason, I thought she would still be frustrated with that.

"Not bad, but long," I tell her, "You're oddly in a good mood?" I question, wondering why. Maybe she had some good meetings today? Forgot about her and Taylor's fight? I'm not sure, but it's throwing me off.

"Yeah, about that," her tone becomes more serious, "I kind of made up with Taylor, I was meaning to tell you," She sounds almost nervous, maybe afraid that I would be frustrated. I probably would be, if I hadn't kind of made up with her myself.

"Oh good," I respond, truly happy for her, and sort of relieved, "I did too," I smile to myself, thinking of the blonde. Words can't explain how great it felt being next to her again, I remember why it hurts so much thinking about how things ended between us, how she was able to hold so much power over me.

"Really?" She says excitedly, "Are you guys getting back together?" She questions, and that's a hard question to answer. That's what I want, and Taylor told me she wants the same thing. Though, I need to see that Taylor can actually follow through, before ever deciding that for us.

"That's a hard one, Sel," I respond honestly, heading to my bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth.

"Why? She really wants that, you know?" Selena says nonchalantly, it sounds as if she is also getting ready for bed at the moment.

"She told me that," I say, letting out a sigh, "But I guess I have to see it, in order to believe it," I begin to strip myself of my clothing, opting for an oversized t-shirt to sleep in.

"Well, I think you'll be pleasantly surprised, this time around," I can hear the smile in her voice, what does she know, that I don't?

"What do you know? What all did she say to you?" I question, wondering why she is acting weird.

"Nothing, really. We argued for a bit, and I forgave her. Spent some time talking is all," Selena tries wave it off, making me roll my eyes. 

"Whatever," I sigh, I know she's not going to tell me anything. I also don't want her getting my hopes up. I end the call, collapsing onto my bed, and get underneath the covers.

It's almost 11 now, and I can't seem to fall asleep. I can't help wondering if Taylor wants this, if she was honest. I know I overthink too much, but that's something I have come to realize I can't put a stop to.

I continue to toss and turn, but my mind won't stop. I can't stop thinking of the worst, thinking Taylor has changed her mind, she doesn't want to be with me. That she did find someone else, and just didn't want to tell me.

I check my phone for the millionth time, still no texts or calls from Taylor. This only brings me frustration. She didn't even tell me to have safe trip or want to know when I made it home. I want to text her, but I won't. I need her to put in the effort. I put my phone back down, trying to fall asleep once again.

Finally, I am starting to drift off, steadying my breathing, pushing all thoughts from my brain. Then, of course, there is a knock on my door. I sit up, frustrated. I know it's probably my security wanting to tell me something that could wait until the morning. I decide to get out of bed.

The knocking doesn't stop, as if someone is panicked. This makes me pick up my pace, confused and kind of worried. I make my way to the door, looking through the peephole first. No, no. I shake my head. No.