Tayvis OneShots

Forgetting

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TAYLOR'S POV

"Kiss Me, sixpence none the richer!" I shout. Everybody applauds and Jimmy laughs too.

"Oh my god! You even got the band!" Jimmy says. I laugh. "Next one who gets this wins the whole game!" I nod and listen hard at the drum beats. I can't figure it out. "Shake It Off?" Jimmy asks. My mouth falls open but I can feel tears prick at my eyes. I start to wake away but Jimmy grabs me and pulls me back. I blink them away and Jimmy makes an exit before I leave. I get off the stage and start to sob. Travis runs over to me and wraps his arms around me.

"Tay, you're okay, what happened?" Travis asks. He rocks me back and forth.

"I-I couldn't guess my song," I sob. It sounds so unreasonable.

"Oh sweetie, it's okay, it's not a big deal," Travis says. He brushes his hands through my hair. I shake my head.

"They're gonna think I don't actually write my songs, and that I don't know anything about my own music, and that I don't actually sing, they're gonna think I'm a snake Trav," I say.

"Tay! They're not going to say any of that. You aren't a snake. You do sing, you sing beautifully. You just tripped up and your brain turned off. It's no big deal," Travis says. I swallow and look up at him teary eyed.

"I wanna go home," I say between sobs.

"Okay, let me talk to Jimmy," Travis says. I nod and sniffle again. "You're okay darling. I promise you." I nod again as Travis stands up. He places his hand on my knee and gently squeeze before walking away. He comes back a few minutes later. "Let's go home sweetie. I told him you weren't feeling well." I nod and he lifts me up. He carries me to the car and we drive home. We get home and he prepares a warm bath for me.

"I'm sorry, I'm so difficult," I whisper.

"Tay, it's not a big deal, you're overwhelmed," Travis says. I get into the bathtub and lay down.

"I'm still sorry. I'm a lot of work," I say.

"You are not darling. You're overwhelmed like I said and I'm not letting you invalidate your feelings. You had a panic attack and I'm here to help you now, okay?" Travis asks. I nod and sniff.

TRAVIS' POV

"What did I do to deserve you?" She asks. I just smile at that and squeeze her hand.

"I love you sweetie, you finish up in here, I'm going to make some popcorn, we can have a movie night," I say. Taylor nods and I get up and leave. I make some popcorn and grab some blankets from the couch and I turn the TV on. I walk back to the bathroom as Taylor is getting out. I hand her my hoodie and she slips it on. Her hair dripping down her back as she lays down in bed. "Let's braid your hair sweets." I say patting her back. She sits up as I put her back in two plaits. She leans into my lap.

"I'm sorry I got overwhelmed, I just got scared people would think I steal peoples work or something," Taylor says.

"You are just fine. Stop apologizing Tay," I say kissing her nose.

"Sorry," She whispers. She giggles and sighs before turning her head back to the screen.

"I love you sweetie."

"I love you more Trav."

"No you don't." "Yes I do." "Mhm, love you Tay."