A/N: This is during RedTV Era, Evermore is the oldest "oficial" Era.
Evermore realizes she's in love with Red (taylor's version)
☆ Evermore's POV
I don't know.
For the first time since i can remember, I don't know what I am feeling.
I am the smartest Era, I know it may sound as if I'm bragging but I am not, or atleast i thought i was.
I was supposed to know everything, I am the oldest one, how will i guide the others if I can't even tell what I am feeling?
I'm sitting in the lovechair by my bedroom's window, I don't know why i have one if love is not an option for me, so i just use it to think.
I like admiring the colorful autumm leaves as they flew smoothly on the horizon.
I wish i could be like them, just fly around the sky without having to worry about anything at all. But sadly, Taylor didn't wrote a leaf.
I am trying to analize my situation so i can get out of it. I like sitting in silence replaying the scenes i lived, analising cautiously each step, each look, each speech, each thought and each move of the people i know.
I do that oftenly so i can identify the problem, but this time it is no use!
It all started when i met her, Red (taylor's version), we became friends soon enough, but there is one thing that I can't figure out properly.
What is this feeling?
I couldn't decipher it yet, it is a very complex thing, but I never felt this.
Is it a feeling or an emotion? Is it something momentary or permanent? Is it something of my head? Gosh I'm having so many questions!
I don't know if it is good or bad. It feels good during it, but afterwards i get SO CONFUSED.
Before I panic more, I hear a knock on my door, followed by my sister's voice asking me to come in. I didn't even notice how cold i was being with her, so let her in.
Folklore: Hi sis, I made cookies!
She says sweetly, holding the cookie jar.
Evermore: Thanks Lorie, I'm not hungry now but i'll eat them later.
I answer politely, Folklore is very sensitive so you gotta be carefull when talking to her.
Folklore: Umm, actually, I ,I mean, we were a bit concerned on you so we wanted to check on you.
Evermore: Who's we?
That was when all the other Eras showed up on my door, silent and worried.
TS: Hiiiii.
Taylor waves, smiling cutely.
Evermore: What do you want?
1989: We wanna check on you.
I must have made obvious that i wasn't fine, because they looked genuinely worried.
What a rookie mistake of mine, I'm supposed to be strong for them, not to show weakness.
Evermore: I'm fine, you guys, you don't need to check on me. But thanks tho.
I say nervously, getting up and fidgeting on my fingers discreetly.
Red: Umm, Ever, not to sound mean but you don't look 'fine'.
The moment she said that, the feeling hit in, I started to feel my chest heavy and tears form into my eyes. But i played cool.

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The Eras Tales
FanficStories of our favourite albums and their adventures. There might be: •Angst •Fluff •Smut •Random chapters But i'll warn you if there is any trigger.