Taylor x Travis: In Every Life

i'll miss you

Gelsenkirchen Night 2
Taylor's POV

Even though it was such an amazing night, show, crowd, my heart was heavy as I descended beneath the stage. The second night of this weekend of shows had been incredible like nothing else, and I'd had the best time, but the knowledge that this was Travis' last show for a very long time upset me a little.

Travis was waiting for me backstage, and as soon as I'd shed my jacket I was in his arms. Everyone moved around us as Travis hugged me tightly, mumbling how proud he was of me, how incredible the night had been, how much he loved me. I buried my face in his neck, overjoyed at the night and his support, but I was really going to miss him. I was going to fly to Kansas City when I could, but it would be at least five weeks before my first trip. 

"Come on baby." Travis murmured a few minutes later. "Let's get back to the hotel okay?"

"Kay." I sighed, letting him move to wrap his arm around my waist and guide me away.

I smiled and waved at the crowd as they cheered for us, Travis' hand in mine as we walked out. We were both a bit down about him having to leave in the morning, and our exit wasn't as playful and fun as it usually was, but I tried. Travis held onto me tightly as we left, pulling me onto his lap in the car and burying his face in my neck. He clung to me, and I wrapped my arms around him, closing my eyes as we were driven back to the hotel.

Twenty minutes later, we were walking out of the elevator towards our hotel room. When we got inside, Travis locked the door and automatically moved to help me out of my bodysuit. I pushed my sweaty waves of hair to the side, the room quiet as Travis took the sparkly fabric down, helping me step out of it before placing it on the table. 

I turned around, wearing my stockings and nothing else, reaching up to take Travis' face in my hands. We'd been apart for decent periods of time before, but this would be the longest. Travis sighed, resting his forehead against mine as his hands found my waist and pulled me closer. We stood there for a minute, and then I opened my eyes to look up at him.

"Oh, sweetheart." I whispered when I saw Travis' eyes wet with tears.

"I'm sorry." He sniffed, moving to wipe his face. "I just...I'm really going to miss you."

"Travis you don't ever need to apologize for having emotions. You can tell me how you feel." I reminded him, and he nodded. He'd spent a long time being told by his ex girlfriends that crying or showing too much emotion was pathetic and stupid, so it had taken him a while to feel okay about opening up to me. He'd got there after a while and a few long talks, but sometimes he still needed to be reminded.

"Okay." Travis breathed out. "I feel really bad about the fact I'm not going to get to wake up with you every morning for a while, that I won't get to make you breakfast or come with you to soundchecks or anything like that. I know it's only five weeks and this is really important that I go, but I've just got so used to being with you and I'm really going to miss you."

"I know." I whispered. "I'm really going to miss you too sweetheart. I'm going to miss you like crazy, but this is a good thing. We knew our careers would pull us apart a little, but we'll get through this." Stroking his jaw, I stretched up and pressed a light kiss to his lips. "If it gets too hard, I promise we'll make some changes and see if we can make it easier. Okay?" Travis nodded, a few tears slipping down his cheeks. "Oh, oh sweetheart, it's okay." I rubbed my fingers across his cheeks, trying to wipe them away. "You can cry Travis, if you need to, but let me hold you up."

Travis' shoulders shook and he moved forwards, wrapping his arms tighter around me. I was knocked backwards and stumbled, my legs hitting the bed. Sitting, I urged Travis down with me and let him bury his face in my neck. He hugged me so tightly I could barely breathe, hands gripping my waist. I shifted slightly, moving to touch his wrists. They only tightened further and I winced.