The Eras of Us | taylor swift

7 | jump than fall

happy pride month!! hope you enjoy this chapter, taylor is back ;)

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"Ithinki'minlovewithtaylor," Cameron flopped herself onto Abigail's bed, the two of them having bonded after Taylor left for tour. But it was a huge thing to even come out to herself, Cameron had spent agonizing days pacing in her room, trying to figure out what went wrong with herself before she finally accepted her love for what it is: love. To come out to Abigail was a huge step, and even though Taylor would be the first person Cameron trusted with this secret, Abigail was not her unrequited crush and over the years, Cameron had started to really like the redhead.

Abigail blinked, and she looked up from her book. "I'm sorry, did I just hear you tell me that you're in love with Taylor?"

Cameron nodded, before burying her face into one of the spare pillows. Well, no take backs now, it was out there. But saying it out loud was still different from admitting it to herself. The bed dipped down and Abigail gently peeled the pillow away from Cameron's face. Her smile was soft, and Cameron felt a little better. "I'm really happy that you trust me enough with this, I'm really proud of you Cameron, sincerely. You can like who you like, and love is love, you know?"

"Yeah," Cameron poked her head out from between the pillow. "So you don't think I'm going to hell for liking a girl?"

"I think you might be going to hell for cheating on sweet Drew, but otherwise no," Abigail raised an eyebrow, and Cameron buried her face into the pillow again. She mumbled into the pillow. "I'm sorry, honey, I think I need you to speak up."

"I broke up with Drew," Cameron mumbled, looking up again. "He was sad, like really sad. I don't think I've ever seen anyone look so much like a kicked puppy. But he told me he saw it coming, and that he respects my decision. I asked if we could still be friends, but he said he needed space. And he said something along the line of 'I'm just not who you wanted' and I almost wanted to bury myself into the group and never come back out."

"At least you have the decency to break up with him before confessing your love for Taylor to me," Abigail laid down beside Cameron. "So... What are you going to do about it?"

Cameron looked at Abigail as if she was crazy. "Umm... take the secret to the grave? If Taylor ever finds out she probably won't want to be my friend anymore, I mean I don't want to make her uncomfortable or anything, you know?"

"She's your best friend, she'll understand," Abigail countered, but Cameron shook her head.

"Nope, I will probably tell her about the liking girls thing, but there is no way in a million years I'm telling her about this stupid crush. It's going to go away soon, and then we can just be friends. Plus she deserves better than whatever I can offer her, and let's not forget, she's straight," Cameron pointed out, staring at the ceiling blankly. Life was so much easier when she was still a kid.

Abigail nodded in agreement, and took one of Cameron's hands on her own. "Well, I'm here if you ever want to talk."

Cameron squeezed her hand in thanks. "Well, I better get going. My mom is expecting me back home..."

"See you tomorrow?"

"See ya!" Cameron relentlessly got up from the comfort of Abigail's bed and grabbed her backpack. The drive home was filled with Taylor's song on the radio, and Cameron smiled in response and hummed along. She pulled up onto her driveway, and almost froze when she saw a familiar blonde waiting at the door. She parked quickly, grabbing her backpack as she ran out of the car.

Taylor turned around just as Cameron nearly tackled her best friend. "Taylor! What are you doing here?" She breathed out, wrapping her arms tightly around the blonde. She wanted to make sure it was real. Taylor hugged back just as tightly.