Everybody knows I love you so, so, so, so much
'Cause every time they ask, I always tell, tell, tell, tell themThat's my fuckin' best friend, that's my fuckin' right handThat's my fuckin' throw-up-in-the-bathroom-but-still-love-them
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The holidays had passed, Taylor and Maeve had not spent Christmas together, but that was made up for with the fact that, they'd gone to the same New Years party - Gigi's of course. Taylor had thought of inviting Joe but they'd been fighting for so they decided to have a few week break after Christmas.
They decided to start having more breaks coming up to the start of The Eras Tour, just to see how they'd be able to handle it.
Though Taylor wouldn't admit it, she was secretly grateful to have some time apart from him.
Just to see how their relationship would work whilst she was on tour, of course.
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Maeve had been spending some more time in New York, the last time she was in California, it was to see Gracie the week before Taylor's birthday.
She'd been working on a new album, but all the songs seemed to be about a certain someone who just happened to be one of the people writing songs with her for it - who was also her best friend that was curious who the songs were about.
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13:31, January 3rd 2023 - Electric Lady Studios
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Maeve had been toying with the idea of changing it up after her last album - she was stuck between doing what she wants to do and what she knows to do.
Suddenly, Jack had come up with an idea, "Hey - we're done writing this song right?" He asks Maeve.
"Hm?" Maeve says looking up from her phone, she was currently texting her group chat (Nova, Hazel, Ezra and James aka, 'facts have been got') about her predicament, "Oh - uh, yeah I think so - obviously once we've got the production done we can tweak 'em a little."
"Yeah? M'kay good - I've been thinking - now hear me out. We produce this song in two different ways together and then we can see what feels right for this era of your music. Sound good?"
"Holy shit - that's so fucking simple - duh! I can't believe I didn't think of that!"
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It was not that easy. In fact it was impossible - both felt as challenging but as right as each other.
Maeve had ended up in tears at some point. Please don't ask, it's a tough subject for her.
It was now much later in the day - they'd started the first version of it at about half past one, and it was now nearing six o'clock. And they couldn't decide what sounded right and felt more natural.
So the pair had called up the one person they could rely on for things like this, Taylor.
"Hello, you little fuckfaces - you need my help?" Taylor teases as she walks into the studio.
"Hey, T! This fuckin' album is gonna kill me - I can't figure anything out!" Maeve dramatised.
"Oh, you'll live, Maevbrams!" Taylor giggles as she sits next to Maeve on the sofa - pulling her close as she gives her a tight hug, she rests her head on the brunette's shoulder.
"You two fuckin'?" Jack jokes - looking at the scene in front of him
Taylor's face scrunches up jokingly, "Oh you little fuck face! Obviously not!"
"Wow I'm offended! You'd be lucky to date a hot and sexy woman like me!" Maeve quips, looking down on the blonde.
"Hey - I was just fucking with you! - I know I would be - though hot wouldn't quite be the word!" Taylor giggles as she looks up at the other woman.
"And you wonder why I said that?" Jack remarks.
Both Taylor and Maeve give him a death stare but Taylor speaks first, "Ugh - you're a dickhead - can you just play me the song and I'll decide."
"Okay! Okay! I'll put the new-vibe version on first!" Jack replies, holding his hands up defensively.
The sound of 'Picture You' fills the room - it's upbeat, Maeve's vocals sound slightly different then they do in the rest of her music.
Taylor enjoyed it though as she listened to the lyrics, she felt a pant of jealousy. Or not jealousy as she'd convince herself.
As the next version - the one more similar to Maeve's previous music - played, Taylor felt herself gravitating closer to this version of the song.
It wasn't quite like Maeve's other music - it wasn't as folk - more like soft/indie - pop but it still sounded more authentic to Maeve.
The second version came to an end - Maeve had hoped that Taylor wouldn't think it was about her - even though it absolutely was.
"Sooo... Which one did you like more..?" Maeve asks, looking down at Taylor who was still rested against her shoulder.
"Oh, definitely the second one - it still feels like you but with a little twist - though if you'd wanna make that switch with the second one, I think you'd be able to pull it off."
"You think?"
"I think that everything you do is perfect, Maeve - you are so talented and anything you do will be so loved by the public - I promise."
Jack gags joking at the scene in front of him - he can tell how they really feel about each other, but he'll let them figure it out when the time comes.
"Oi, you ass! We're having a cute moment and you've just gotta be an average man right now?" Maeve glares at him.
"I'm just fucking with you - but I agree with Dead Tooth. You're really talented and everything you do will be amazing, Maeve."
Taylor sits up, her head no longer resting on Maeve as she glares at the man,"'Dead Tooth'?! I got it fixed, Jack - that's no longer true!" She shouts, though it's obvious she's not actually offended as a smile creeps onto her face and a giggle leaves her lips.
"You still had one, T!" Jack exclaims, he looks over to Maeve, "You agree?" He asks her.
"Huh? Do I think you should still call her Dead Tooth - is that what you're asking?" Maeve asks for confirmation. Jack nods, Maeve lets out a hum of agreement, "Oh, of course - absolutely - it's fuckin' funny."
"Ugh," Taylor groans, "Maeve I thought you'd be on my side! You're an ass, this is why I hate you both!"
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a/n - sorry this is a little shorter - i've been busy with school work until this weekend and then i got ill :(( y'all should be grateful though cause i lit fainted twice in a row yesterday (bit scary but we move).
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