Tayvis one-shots (2)

Listening to 'So High School'

Taylor and Travis were nestled on their couch on a lazy Sunday afternoon. The atmosphere was cozy, filled with the warm glow of late afternoon sunlight streaming through the windows. Taylor had been eagerly anticipating this moment for days. She had written a new song called "So High School," and she wanted Travis to be the first to hear it.

She sat cross-legged on the couch, her guitar resting on her lap. Travis, relaxed and curious, sipped his coffee, his eyes focused on Taylor.

"Okay, Trav," Taylor began, her voice tinged with excitement. "I've got something special for you. It's a new song, and I want you to hear it first."

Travis's eyes lit up with interest. "A new song? I'm honored. What's it called?"

Taylor smiled, strumming a few chords on her guitar. "It's called 'So High School.' It's about those bittersweet, nostalgic moments we all had back in the day."

Travis leaned back, ready to listen. "I'm all ears. Hit me with it."

Taking a deep breath, Taylor began to play. Her fingers danced over the strings, creating a melody that was both sweet and reflective. Her voice, clear and full of emotion, filled the room as she sang:

"I feel so high school every time I look at you
I  wanna find you in a crowd just to hide from you"

Travis's expression softened, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He could see the scenes Taylor was painting with her lyrics – those carefree days of youth when everything seemed possible.

"Tell me 'bout the first time you saw me
I'll drink what you think, and I'm high
From smoking your jokes all damn night"

As Taylor sang, her eyes met Travis's. He was completely absorbed in the song, his attention unwavering. She could see memories flickering in his eyes, perhaps of his own high school days, filled with dreams and first loves.

"Cause I feel so high school every time I look at you
But look at you
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah "

Taylor continued to strum, the melody flowing effortlessly. She felt a rush of emotions as she sang, each word pulling her deeper into the memories she was reliving through her music.

"I feel like laughing in the middle of practice
Do that impression you did of your dad again
I'm hearing voices like a madman"

Travis leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. He was clearly moved by the song, his expression thoughtful and nostalgic.

"Touch me while your bros play Grand Theft Auto
It's true, swear, scouts honour
You knew what you wanted and boy, you got her
Brand new, full throttle
You already know, babe
You already know, babe"

As Taylor strummed the final chords, the last notes lingering in the air, she looked up at Travis, her heart pounding. She had poured so much of herself into this song, and now she waited, hoping he would feel the same connection she did.

For a moment, there was silence. Travis stared at her, his eyes shining with admiration and a hint of moisture. Then, he broke into a wide smile, setting his coffee mug aside.

"Tay, that was incredible," he said, his voice filled with genuine emotion. "You captured those feelings perfectly. It took me right back to my own high school days."

Taylor felt a wave of relief and joy wash over her. "I'm so glad you liked it, Trav. I wanted it to feel nostalgic but also relatable, like we all have those memories that shape us."

Travis nodded. "You nailed it. The way you described those moments, it was like I could see it all happening again. The late-night drives, the dances, all those firsts that seemed so important."

He reached out, taking her hand in his. "You have such a gift, Taylor. This song is going to resonate with so many people. It's beautiful."

Taylor's heart swelled with pride and love. "Thank you, Travis. That means the world to me."

They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, the echoes of the song still lingering in the air. Taylor felt a deep sense of connection, not just to Travis but to all the people who had shared those high school experiences.

Travis squeezed her hand. "You know, listening to that made me think about how far we've come. From those high school days to now, it's amazing how much we've grown."

Taylor smiled, her eyes twinkling. "Yeah, it's been quite a journey. But I think it's important to remember where we started. Those moments shape us, even if we don't realize it at the time."

Travis nodded in agreement. "Absolutely. And you've captured that perfectly in this song. It's a reminder of those simpler times, but also a celebration of how far we've come."

Taylor leaned her head on his shoulder, feeling a profound sense of contentment. "I'm glad you see it that way. I just hope it brings a smile to people's faces and maybe a few tears of nostalgia."

"I'm sure it will," Travis said confidently. "You have a way of touching people's hearts with your music. This song is no different."

They sat together, enjoying the peaceful moment. Taylor felt inspired, the joy of sharing her new song with Travis filling her with a renewed sense of purpose. She knew that his reaction was a testament to the power of her music and the deep connection they shared.

As the evening drew on, they decided to take a walk through their neighborhood, the air cool and refreshing. Taylor's mind was still buzzing with the emotions of the day, and she was grateful to have Travis by her side.

"You know," she said as they strolled hand in hand, "writing that song was like revisiting a part of myself I hadn't thought about in a long time."

Travis smiled, looking down at her. "It's amazing how music can do that. It's like a time machine, taking us back to those moments."

Taylor nodded. "Exactly. And sharing it with you made it even more special. You always know how to make me feel understood and appreciated."

Travis stopped and looked at her, his expression tender. "That's because I love you, Tay. And I love seeing the world through your eyes."

She leaned up and kissed him, feeling the warmth of his love and support. "Thank you, Trav. For always being there for me."

"Always," he replied, wrapping his arms around her. "And I can't wait to hear the rest of the album."

Taylor grinned, a sparkle of excitement in her eyes. "You'll be the first to hear every song. I promise."

As they continued their walk, Taylor felt a sense of happiness and fulfillment. Sharing her music with Travis, seeing his reaction, and knowing he understood her completely made everything worthwhile. It was moments like these that reminded her of why she loved writing songs – to connect, to reflect, and to celebrate the beautiful journey of life.
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