Taylor x Travis: In Every Life

treat you better

For the sake of this one shot, let's pretend that Matty didn't existed before Travis.

Travis' POV

One year.

Two months.

Eight days.

That's how long Taylor and I have been broken up for.

Every morning I count how long it's been even though I don't want to. It's the first thing I do when I wake up, and I hate myself for it. I shouldn't be still thinking about the woman I'd drifted away from all that time ago. 

It had been a mutual breakup, but there was still so much love in my heart for Taylor Swift. Breaking up had been the right thing to do, I knew that. We just weren't working anymore and it was too hard. I'd gotten the sense that Taylor didn't see the point in fighting for us anymore, and the night I'd asked her what she wanted to do, we'd broken up. 

"You had my whole heart Travis." Taylor whispered, her hand lingering on my cheek as she paused by the door.

"I know." I whispered, tears dripping down my face. "And you had mine." Taylor nodded, pressing her lips together as she tried not to cry. 

"Bye Travis." She breathed, pulling her hand away. 

"Take care." My voice was so quiet I wasn't sure if she'd heard me, but then she nodded, smiling sadly as she turned away. "Taylor." I whispered her name one more time

I lay there as I stared up at the ceiling, unable to stop thinking about her. I missed her so much it had hurt my heart. When she'd left, I'd packed all the things in my house that reminded me of her into boxes, but I hadn't been able to get rid of them. They were just shoved against a wall in my garage. I hadn't been able to delete our photos together either, and in my weakest moments I still found myself looking at them.

Taylor was better off without me, I knew that. After a few months of vanishing from the public eye, she'd reappeared acting like nothing was wrong. From what I'd seen through the internet, she was happier than ever, her new album approaching, going on talk shows and attending events. Her smile had only been faked for a few weeks, and then I'd started to see her genuine one. She was happy without me.

I sighed and got out of bed. I had to go to a charity event today with Jason, and I wasn't going to let him down. He'd invested and he wanted me to go with him, which I would. I couldn't spend my whole life missing Taylor. I had to move on. 

Once I'd showered, I got dressed and ready. I grabbed my phone to see that Jason had texted, telling me that he was on his way, so I made sure I had everything. He picked me up ten minutes later, and I started to feel better as we talked casually on the way to the event. It felt nice to be out again, and especially with Jason. Of all people, my brother knew how hard it had been for me over the last fourteen months. He'd stuck by my side.

"So, how was your date last night?" Jason asked as he drove.

"Well." I hesitated. "I kind of...texted her and cancelled." Jason had set me up with a friend of a friend, but as I was getting ready to leave I just hadn't been able to bring myself to go. I'd texted her, told her I just didn't feel right about it, apologized profusely, and sent her flowers in the hopes of making up for it. She was lovely, but my heart wasn't in it even a fraction.

"Travis." Jason sighed.

"I know, I know." I mumbled. "I tried this time Jase, I really did." This hadn't been the first time I'd cancelled a date the day of, and I felt awful, but Taylor still owned my heart.