Travis POV
I had never related to the saying "Actions speak louder than words" I am not entirely sure why i never aggreged with it or why i still don't, But i do know that dating someone who's full time job is to deal with words might play a part in that. Taylor has got to be the one of the smartest and well spoken people i have ever met, but she also can put absolutely anything into words and make it beautiful.
I still cant decide if it's a good or bad thing that she could say anything and i would believe her, not matter how absurd it is or how truthful it could be, i would believe her.
So naturally words are a massive part of our relationship and we never fail to communicate or thoughts, feelings and emotions with each other, Hence why Taylor is stood across from me in the kitchen with such a worried look all over her face.
I had a dream last night, well maybe it more falls under the categories of nightmare but anyway i had one, Taylor was packing up her bags from my house and she left. Walked out the door with only uttering to single words to me "Were over". I don't know why this had altered my usual mood so much, i knew it was a dream and i know Taylor is still with me but i couldn't shake the feeling that was still very much present in my stomach.
I could just tell Taylor what happened and try my best to explain why i was not acting like myself even though i know she wouldn't do something like that, but she would worry, she would stress that i am mad at her and then she will over think and over react, something she shouldn't have to do.
"Travis what's wrong?" She asks again as she walks closer to me and gently squeezes my arm. Luckily the doorbell rings, letting us both know that her and my parents have arrived and i am safe from answering any questions
I quickly move away from Taylor and walk over to the door and swing it open before hugging hello to everyone, Once Taylor had also hugged everyone we all started to make our way over to the living room and i was met with a look from Taylor that was nothing but questioning.
Conversation flowed and everyone seemed to be enjoying themself but i still felt odd. Normally it wouldn't matter if Taylor and i were alone or we were in a house full of people, we would always be touching. Right now we were far apart and no where near touching and she picked up on that.
"Excuse us for a second" Taylor talked over everyone as she stood up and grabbed my arm and leaning herself back so she can pull me up from the couch and lead me away from everyone
"What have i done?" She asks quietly
"What, No nothing" I reply shocked
"Travis you haven't touched me today let alone even just speak to me, what have i done so wrong that you can't even speak to me?" He voice starts to shake and i know soon she will be crying. This is what i didn't want to happen.
"Taylor baby you did nothing wrong, we can talk when our family leaves" I offer and she shakes her head
"All i want is a hug Travis but i can't get one when you are at me and now you wont talk" She complains and moves to walk off
I quickly grab her arm gently to stop her walking but we are now in view of everyone but i don't care, I didn't want to tell Taylor because i didn't want to upset her and make her feel bad but now she is already upset and i am realizing that i fucked up.
I swing her body around and pull her into me before wrapping my arms around her waist
"No Travis" She pushes away from me "Just tell me what's wrong"
"I had a dream last night" I start talking but am cut off by her
"Travis any other time i would love to hear about your crazy dreams but right now i need to know why you are acting different" She complains
"I had a dream last night" I repeat "I was sitting on the bed and you were packing all of your things from my house up and then you left, i know it isn't real but you told me we were over and i was upset. I didn't mean to bring my feeling into actual life but i didn't really want to talk about it. I'm so sorry"
"I wouldn't do that" Her voice is quiet. and hurt.
"I know"
"I'm sorry"
"It was dream Taylor not real Taylor" I laugh
"Dream Taylor is a bitch"
I once again pull her into me and hug her close, pressing kisses on her head over and over again. She tilts her head so her chin is on my chest and i lean down to softly kiss her lips
"Are you guys back to your usual touchy selves" My mum laughs, instead of responding i look at Taylor for the answer and she nods
We go back to sitting down, i sit next to my dad and Taylor sits herself down on top of me, with her head in my neck as she sometimes engages with the rest of us.
"I'm sorry" She whispers
"Don't be, you have nothing to be sorry for" I whisper back
"I shouldn't have kept bringing it up when you didn't want to talk ab it it"
"No don't do that, I didn't tell you because i didn't want you to feel bad like how you are n2ow but i didn't think that it would make you upset that i didn't talk about it. I'm sorry i should have used my brain" I explain
"I love you Travis"
"I love you way more sweet girl"
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