LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AND SATURN ❦❧ TAYLOR SWIFT

back to december (requested)

what the fuck even is this... i don't know

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It had been well over a month since you and Taylor broke up, you had pretty much stayed home the whole time since you broke up, afraid to face the world. The breakup was Taylor's idea, she couldn't fit you into her busy schedule, apparently. What she didn't understand is you would do anything for her.

Regardless, the media put the blame on you constantly. Even though Taylor was out there whoring it up with Travis.

she can fit him in her busy schedule...

You had decided to go out with some friends one night. You were out with Gracie, Phoebe, Lucy and Julien at a bar. The five of you were playing pool, drinking, singing dancing and everything. It was a very good night and it was great that you could get out of the house and spend time with friend.

You got fairly drunk, and that lead to being flirty, which lead to you kissing Lucy... which the paparazzi caught.

All of them ended up staying at your place that night. Both you and Lucy were unfazed by the kiss, it was something the both of you had done on multiple occasions, being friends for as long as you had, you had both experienced many drunken nights together so many drunken kisses together.

The media however had a field day with it. The headlines were relentless, painting you as the villain in yet another scandal.

"Was Y/N cheating on Taylor with Lucy? Here's the inside scoop"

"Moved on in the blink of an eye, the real reason Y/N and Taylor broke up."

It's only been a month since we last saw the Swift's out together. Yet last night Y/N was spotted out with a group of friends, the first time we've seen her out this month, and here she is making out with Lucy Dacus. Poor Taylor...

...Poor Taylor

Poor Taylor.

Without a second thought you opened the phone app and dialled Taylor's number

The phone rang, each tone echoing in the silence of your room. With each ring, your heart pounded louder in your chest, the anticipation building with every passing moment.

Finally she picked up, "Hello?"

"I need to talk to you," you said getting straight to the point.

"Who is this?" she asked.

"Are you serious?" you yelled through the phone "You already deleted my number, that's great." you huffed standing from your bed as the anger got to much.

"Y/N?" she whispered.

"Yep, what the hell is wrong with you Taylor?" you demanded, your voice laced with bitterness. "Why are you letting the media stomp all over me when you know damn well that this whole thing is your doing?

There was a heavy silence on the other end of the line, punctuated only by the sound of Taylor's ragged breathing as she struggled to find the right words to respond.

"I never meant for things to turn out like this." she whispered, her words barely audible over the line.

"Yeah well, it did," you continued, your voice wavering slightly. "And you're not doing anything to stop it. I can't leave my house, I can't hang out with my friends, I can't even live in my own home without becoming the villain. I did nothing, Taylor. You're the one who moved on, not me."

Taylor's voice was strained with emotion as she spoke, "I know, and I'm sorry. I never wanted things to end this way between us."

"Well, it's a little late for apologies now," you replied bitterly, feeling a surge of frustration coursing through you. "I just can't believe you'd let them tear me apart like this, Taylor. After everything we've been through."