"Adam please just listen to me." I gripped his arm as he looked anywhere but my eyes. "We can work this out, okay? Please?" I begged, feeling my throat tighten.
"I just need some time, Taylor." He shook his head.
"How long?" I choked and his eyes softened.
"I don't know." He kissed my forehead his lips lingering on it for a few second before he left. The door closed and I broke down crying, ugly sobs wrecking through my body.
A few hours earlier...
It had been three months since the release of my album and I had basically blown up everywhere. My songs were being played all over the world, people came up to me on the streets and even fangirled over me. The media loved me so I had cameras in my face but that ideas the only part of everything that I didn't like. I had gained thousands of followers on Twitter and Instagram, it happened so quickly I could barely process it. All i knew was that I had number one songs and I had performed in TV shows and we were considering the possibility of a tour.
"Do you want to go out for breakfast, babe?" Adam asked as I got dressed.
"Yeah sure. Then I have to go over to Scott's office but I think I have time." I smiled at him as he nodded. "Okay I'm done let's go." I took his hand and we made our way out of our apartment building. We had bought a car recently so it was much easier to get anywhere. Adam drove us to our usual breakfast place and we sat down at the booth. "I have to go to LA next week." I told him as I was eating my pancake.
"Yeah? What for?" He questioned.
"Interviews." I replied and he nodded his head looking out the window. "Is there something wrong?"
"No, baby. It's fine." He smiled at me and I believed him. Little did I know.
I looked down at my phone. "Shit, I'm going to be late." I curse and stand up. I payed our bill and walked out with him. When we stepped out, I noticed there were photographers standing outside, someone must have given them a hint that I was here. I heard Adam sigh when he noticed where I was looking so we walked faster to the car. "I'll see you later. I'll call you when I'm done with the meeting, okay?" I asked when the car came to a stop in front of The Big Machine Building. He nodded his head, smiling softly as I pecked his lips. "Love you." I grinned at him and stepped out of the car. I walked into the building and greeted Sierra, before going to Scott's office. I entered it and inside was Scott, Tree who was my publicist and Emily who was my manager.
"There's our superstar!" Scott yelled excitedly and I laughed hugging him before hugging Tree and Emily. "So there's some things we need to discuss." Scott began when we were all seated. "Your album is doing amazing and there are a lot of people wondering when they'll see you in concert so what would you say if we did a tour?" He questioned and my eyes widened.
"A tour? Like going around the world performing for people?" I breathed out, stunned.
"Yes. Everyone's crazy about you, Taylor. They want to see you. It's been so little time but you have quite the fan base." Tree told me. "The critics love you, the charts love you which means the people love you. You're already a worldwide success." She smiled. "And not to mention, everyone's predicting your nomination at the Grammys next year."
"Holy shit! Seriously?" I gasped and they laughed, nodding. "I'd be totally on board for this. That is all I've wanted. Perform songs for people. Oh my god, yes!" I giggled. I couldn't wait to go home and tell Adam about this. It wasn't long before I was calling him to come pick me up.
I saw the car pull up in front of the building and walked quickly, smiling at him.
"Hi, baby." I kissed his cheek as he started to drive away.
"You seem awfully happy." He pointed out, smiling softly.
"I am but I'll tell you about it when we get home." I told him and he nodded his head.
"So what happened?" He asked when he closed the door, turning to look at me.
"I'm going on a world tour." I grinned.
"A world tour?" I nodded my head. "For how long?" He questioned and I couldn't read the look on his face.
"Like maybe a year or so." I answered taking a step towards him as he sighed. "What is it? Something's up with you so what is it?" I questioned. I had noticed a slight change in his behavior. He was distant. We hadn't spent much time together because my schedule has been crazy but I did notice. "Is it because of the tour? Because you can come with me." I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Come with you? Taylor I can't just go with you on a world tour." He shook his head, grabbing my arms and unwrapping them from his neck and moving away from me.
"Why? You said you'd be there for me."
"Yeah I did and I will but I can't go with you. I have a job, college, friends here. There's an apartment I have to pay for and bills to pay too. I can't just pack up and leave." He told me.
"You don't ever have to work. I can pay for us. I already have enough money. Money's not an issue." I said, shrugging and he scoffed.
"I don't to live off of you. I understand, your job pays well but i don't want that." He gulped. "And staying here and not seeing you everyday? Not that that doesn't happen now but it'll be worse."
"Not that it doesn't happen now? What do you mean?" I questioned.
"Wow." He huffed. "How much time do we spend together nowadays, huh? What an hour a day? Two if you don't have something extra to do? Is that quality time when you spend half the time checking if you have any emails?" He looked away.
"I have a job that requires time. I'm following my dreams, I thought you understood that."
"I do understand. I just don't belong in your dream." He murmured, loud enough for me to hear.
"Yes you do. You belong with me." I took a step closer to him.
"You don't get it, do you?" He took a deep breath. "Your life changed and me, I don't belong there. Interviews and paparazzi and fans and headlines? I don't belong in your world now. It's too much." He sighed, tears welling in his eyes. "Your world moves too fast for me to catch up. We rarely spend time together and you're going to LA next week and you're going on a world tour. I don't belong your world." He said.
"Yes you do. You will always belong in my world. I love you." I walked to him, tears in my eyes as I looked up at him.
"I know and I love you too but I don't think it's worth it." He whispered.
"It's not worth it? Am I not worth it? Do I mean nothing to you? Is that it?" I knew it was a low blow but this felt like the end. Like he was slipping away from me in the blink of an eye.
"What? How dare you even say that? You're everything to me." He shook his head. "I just can't deal with everything."
"Then what do you want?" I asked, trying not to break down.
"I want you." He sighed, looking into my eyes. "I just don't want everything that comes with it." His hand wrapped around mine, squeezing before letting go. "I'm going to spend the night at Charlie's house. I'll come over to pick up my things."
"So this it it? We're over?" I could feel my heart breaking.
"I...love you." He smiled a broken smile. "But I need to let you go." He sniffled, tears rolling down his face.
