Hold on, don't you let go. (Tayvin/Talvin)

He's been gone for three days

I sighed and rubbed my temples and closing my eyes...He's been gone for three days. I shake my head in confusion. My hand reaches to my back pocket for my phone, after a couple rings my brother picks up.

"Tay?"

I nodded as if he can see me.

"Yeah, Austin I heard you're in New York for a few days..did you want to come over...I need someone to talk to."

I gulped remembering the reason why I am alone is because Adam and I had a huge fight.

"Sure, we actually have a lot to talk about."

I laughed and ended the phone call, and rushed to the kitchen trying to figure out what to make for when Austin comes. I haven't heard from Adam since he left, and until he comes back with some news, I don't know what to refer us as.

It's like relying on a small piece of hope.

Despite what is happening with Adam, despite the fact I'm miserable. I have to do something productive because all I've done in the past three days is cry.

Right. Cookies.

Sugar

Eggs..

I ran franticly around my kitchen to fetch each ingredient. I got out the bowl and placed it carefully on the bench. I sniffled while mixing the ingredients, my tears streamed down my face slowly falling down.

I stepped away from the bench and rested my head in my hands. Everything is a mess.

Everyone is relying on me to pull myself together and act like I'm just fine.

I let out deep breathes and wiped my tears with the back of my hand. The weird thing is, a couple months before I met Adam, I swore on being independent after the break up with Harry. It was awesome being single, I got to focus on myself and my girlfriends, and 1989. But one thing I missed from being in a relationship was; no one was there at the end of the night to pull me into their arms while I fell asleep. The last three days have been the first nights of going to sleep without Adam next to me, and they were horrible and terrible, especially because I had no idea wether he was okay or not.

I pull myself to finish making the cookies and placed them in the oven. I let out a hug breath as I plopped down on the couch. I feel something cuddling my feet; Olivia.

Taylor: Hey Dibbles!

I picked her up and held her up eye level with me.

Taylor: Austin's coming over, You haven't seen him in a while yeah?

She purred and licked my face causing me to giggle. I placed her on the couch and stood up looking for my other cat, the not so.fussed.by.anything cat. Seriously she's not excited by much, she'd much rather sit in a corner and sleep the whole day. I have noticed as she got older she's been less interested in what goes on around here. Where as Olivia, well she's the complete opposite.

On my mission to find my cat I heard the door bell ring around the house. That's Austin!!! I said childishly in my mind. Seeing my brother has always brought happiness to me, and his cheery attitude is just what I need at a time like this. I raced down the stairs and out of the corner of my eye I saw Meredith slouching on the bed in one of the guest bedrooms. Silly cat. I thought to myself as I reached the bottom of the stairs with a loud tump of my feet.

My steps paced to the door. The big old wooden door creeped open, revealing my twenty-three year old brother standing with that usual gigantic smile on his face, it brought the light back to my life.

"Hey Sis!"

He said in a bubbly tone before puling me into a hug. I inhaled his scent-weird since he is my brother- but he smelt like home, the home I've come to miss more now that my life is such mess. My breath hitched in my throat as a stream of nervousness ran through my body, tightening in my chest. Dang it Calvin can't you just call me at least? I just need to know if you're okay...

CALVIN'S POV

The atmosphere was emitting a musky feeling. I chugged down the alcohol substance in my shot glass and placed it down on the bar. The familiar vibration of my phone in my back pocket woke me from my train of thoughts. I grumbled slightly and reached for me phone. I have had text messages from everyone..except Taylor. I miss hearing her sweet voice, the way she'd grip my shirt when she was having a nightmare. I really messed up, but I can't bring myself to go back there.I'm not wasted and at this point in time I'm thankful for that, because I don't want to do anything that will hurt Taylor, I've already hurt her enough.

I felt my stomach cringe making me feel like throwing up, I'm not used to drinking I rarely ever get the time to sit down and drink, I have much better things to do; Like apologise for being such a douche to the love of my life.

I sprung to my feet and gave a polite wave to the bar tender and headed for the door. The club was filled with raging people who had nothing better to do than get drunk and then the day after wake up in bed with a person they don't even know.

People bounced up and down, others with curled on on the couch spilling their guts out into a bucket, others were having make out sessions in the corner. I have a wonderful, amazing woman waiting at home, I need to get back to her. I thought to myself as I neared the door, my strides becoming wider in desperate hope to flee this toxic place as fast as possible.

But just when I was about the grip the handle to leave someone grabbed me by the hand and jerked my frame backwards. I saw this woman who looked as pale as a ghost, the strands of her hair stuck out, making my think she got electrocuted or something, her eyes were blood shot, her formation of words was slurred but I thankfully could make out what she was saying.

"Come dance with me, I can make you the happiest man alive."

She said dizzily and wobbled on her feet. I shook her hand from my arm

Adam: No thanks, I have a girlfriend who has made me more than happy."

She stumbled on her step and paced backwards towing her hands around. I don't know what's keeping me here, I should've walked out the door ages ago.

"She must me a lucky girl then..to have you..you're the type of man girls like me dream of."

She said pointing her finger at me which was just millimetres from my face. All I can remember from there was her eyes that screamed out hurt, resembling heartbreak or some kind of pain stabbing emotion evolved in love.

I remember a huge pain over my head and falling to the ground before my world turned pitch black. The only words I formed were; "Taylor.."

Please let the love of my life be okay..

A/N

Hiya my fellow swifties! This story is very cheesy I just realised..But I guess that's pretty much all I'm capable of writing.

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