TAYLOR SWIFT - [1]

now i'm down bad crying at the gym

This is it. The moment I tell my boyfriend of 3 years that I'm ending everything for the real love of my life, Taylor. As I sit across the room, the look on his face is hard to watch but, I can't continue to be unhappy in this relationship. So I clear my throat and finally speak.

"Z-Zayn... I hope you know that I will always love you but, I just can't keep lying to you about how I really feel so... I'm ending everything with us." He places his head in his hands and sighs. When he looks up at me I notice tears in his eyes and start to feel like the worst person on the planet. "Babe... What the hell is happening? Why... Why are you doing this?"

"Taylor...? It's Taylor..." He slams his fist on the counter which startles me and he stands up quickly before walking to the door. "Are you seriously just going to fucking walk away from this conversation!? I was trying to be the mature one and come to you instead of lying."

"Well that's bullshit because you've been lying to me for months! You don't think I've seen the way you look at her, talking about her, and act with her??" My eyes begin to water and I walk up to him, gently caressing his face. "Baby... Look at me..." His eyes land on me and I kiss his lips once more before pulling away and wiping my tears... "I need to leave y/n."

"Okay." I whisper whilst nodding my head.

As he walks out of the house I lock the door and make my way upstream before plopping myself on the bed and calling Taylor immediately. Taylor and I had been such close friends for years and have even had a platonic friendship. It was always so confusing with what she wanted, but lately with all the kissing, cuddling, and getting extremely touchy, it really shows that she likes me back. At least I think.

"Hey babe. What are you doing calling me so late? It's two am." She says this and I can't help but sob. "God I feel so stupid! Obviously I went to the Grammy's with Zayn and all that, but I fucking broke up with him like 5 minutes ago and now he's fucking gone for good! And that's not even the worst part of it all Taylor... It's not..."

"Woah woah woah! Listen y/n... Calm down for me, okay?" I nod even though she can't see me, because I'm being a dumb, emotional, dramatic bitch. "Yes yes, sorry. I nodded." I say this and she laughs at my stupid comment.

"Yeah because I can see that! Why don't you come over and we can talk?"

"Taylor it's 2 am."

"You're right, let me come and stay with you." I smile pretty widely as she suggests this. She's always been there for me, and I was finally going to tell her how I was sick of this 'platonic relationship' and that I loved her. I was in love with her. "Okay, see you soon. Love you."

"Love you too baby..."

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Around 30 minutes later I hear a loud knock on my door and automatically know it's Taylor... I quickly walk to the door and open it. Quickly, she wraps her arms around me and kisses my head a ton and makes her way down to my lips but not kissing them. "Let's talk." I nod and pull her over to the couch, plooping myself down and her sitting practically on top me. "So what'd did you want to talk to me about?" She asks calmly, meanwhile I'm dying on the inside.

"I... I broke up with him but... I did it for you."

The way she pulls away from me kind of makes me nervous. Did she not feel the same way about me? "What? What do you mean y/n. What do you mean 'you did it for me'?" I sigh and look at my hands which I was fidgeting with... A lot. "I broke up with Zayn. For you. What do you think it means Taylor? I-I love you... I have for so long and I was scared you wouldn't like me back so I never told you and just kept lying to Zayn, and myself."

She stands up and looks down at me. "Oh my- y/n I don't... I really don't want to hurt your feelings but I don't, feel the same about you." My heart drops. "No?" She shakes her head in response. "H-How? I mean, the kissing! The cuddling! The... The fucking touching! I'm pretty sure we almost fucked one night!" I stand up. "What the hell Taylor. I'm going insane."

"Yes! Yes all that has happened and almost happened, but it didn't! It's platonic y/n! Pla-ton-ic! You and I will never be a thing, never." I know she doesn't want to hurt my feelings, but she is. My eyes begin to water as my heart completely shatters. "I see." I walk away but she grabs me and pulls me against her chest. Her lips centimeters away from mine. But I push her away.

"Don't you dare touch me."

"y/n pleas-"

"You can leave. And no, this was not platonic at all. It was bullshit, you're bullshit. Have fun fucking people and then leaving them high and dry. You whore." And... I was pissed, hurt, and in total disbelief. I looked back to see her eyes well up but right now I don't feel bad.

"A whore? I'm a whore? I'm a whore for having a platonic relationship?"

"You're a whore because of your actions, and your words. You don't call someone 'babe' tell them you love them, kiss them, cuddle them, almost sleep with them, then tell them you have absolutely no feelings for them. So yes, a whore."

"But all along I was your friend, I just want to be your friend y/n. Please tell me you still want to be my friend?" She cocks her head and her lips begin to tremble. "I don't know right now. T."

"But I love you! J-Just not like that... You have to understand that I never meant to hurt you y/n. Please." I walk closer to her and once I reach her, I speak. "Get out."

"I'm not leaving without an answer."

"My answer is I'll talk to you later about this. I'm tired and have had a long ass night." I continue walking upstairs and hear the front door slam. I just sit on my bed and sob thinking about everything that has taken place, and how shattered my heart is in this moment. Do I want to be her friend...? I don't know right now.

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There will be a pt. 2!! </3

This was also very short so I'm sorry.