Everything Has Changed

500 Days Of Summer

July 10th 2026

Paros, Greece

The five hundred days of summer pass by so fast... faster when you have something you wish to celebrate. The couple had discreetly snuck away to a private resort on the small greek island of Paros which had been chosen for its exclusivity and what with it being less popular with the tourists. If they hadn't been the famed celebrities they were, they probably would have chosen somewhere far more popular and touristy: the ancient streets of Athens, or the romantic idyllic sea breeze of Santorini. A Mamma Mia paradise. But for the three of them, their quiet luxury villa on the secluded greek island would do nicely. 

Taylor woke early to find the bed empty, which wasn't unusual. Ever since Luna had started sleeping more through the night and she had gotten pregnant, Taylor felt herself sleeping in more and more those days. She had no other commitments. The main bulk of the new album had been recorded and submitted, with only a few minor editing details to fine tune but they could be done over virtual meetings and phone calls with Aaron and Jack and the other producers on the album. The tour element of her job was over for a while and wouldn't start up again for a while, not at least for a year or so after the twins would be born in the New Year Period. Her pregnancy was shaping out to be so far to be incredibly different, if not the opposite of Taylor's pregnancy with Luna. Her sickness was the only thing that remained the same throughout her pregnancy with the twins as well as Luna's but her other symptoms and cravings were highly different. Her cravings had mainly been fruit and anything salty. Sometimes even at the same time with Travis finding her raspberries dipped in salt a bit too weird for him. But by far her biggest craving had been French fries which had forced Travis out late most nights on French Fry Hunts, which luckily in the land of Greek Gyros, was not so hard to find... if you knew the right places to look. 

But as she woke this morning she could see Travis. He was out in the garden by their small private grassy area, a small cup of espresso in his hand and Luna tucked closely against him in his other arm. She could see her blonde hair poking up above his shoulder and slowly lightly in the wind. It made her mind blown to think that her little baby girl was already fifteen months old and would before long be a big sister to two younger siblings. 

Taylor pulled herself out of her daydream, stroking her bump lovingly before heading off to the bathroom to brush her teeth. This had been one of the only ways she had made it less likely for her to physically vomit in the mornings. She still felt nauseous and had to be careful not to put the toothbrush accidentally too far back making her gag and eventually be sick but that minty fresh feeling in her mouth was enough to settle it to only mild nausea which she was thankful for. Pulling on a think silky robe, she made her way downstairs to join the pair of them in the garden who were watching the boats come in and out of the harbour for the morning, obviously coming in or leaving for their fishing expeditions for the day. It was in these moments that Taylor liked to imagine what it would be like if her and Travis weren't famous or in the jobs they were currently in. 

Travis could have been a sailor, sailing Aegean Sea when he stopped off on that small island for rest and somewhere for him to fish or sightsee. Maybe there he would have met Taylor, a tourist or a local woman, working hard in a restaurant waiting tables.. enough to make a living to get off of that small island. Maybe he could have been the man to make her fall in love with adventure, whisking her away from the small island she lived on. They could have explored the world together, just the two of them and whoever else followed them. Living fearlessly and with bravery. Never once looking or turning back.

"Tay... Earth to Taylor!!!" Travis called out, waving a hand in front of her face which brought her out of her trance and back to real life where she felt Luna pulling at her legs, wanting Taylor to pick her up. She gave in, bending down and pulling the toddler up and into her arms, snuggling her up against her chest so that she could feel the little girls heart beating against her own chest. "Are you ok babe, you seemed a bit out of it?"