Taylor Squared- Love Story

Chapter Sixteen- Imagination

Lautner's P.O.V

This whole day felt like a daze to me. A million things were running through my mind and yeah, I cried. Tay saw me and I felt terrible. She started crying because I was, and I feel like I made her think this was all her fault. Which it isn't!

I kept saying how much I'm going to miss her. Grant was making fun of me because I was crying, and Tay got super pissed and cussed him out. Now he won't even look at either of us and I'm glad. The kid is immature.

I had to drop Tay off at the airport this morning. Well no, I didn't have too. I wanted too. Or more like NEEDED too.

"I'm going to miss you so much, Tay."

"I'm going to miss you too.."

"It's only a couple of weeks till Thanksgiving. I will call you every single day. I promise," A tear slid down her cheek. "Don't cry baby."

I hear her quietly mutter, "I love you.."

I softly kissed her lips, hugged her so tight, and watched her walk away. I ran my fingers through my hair and started crying. This is the worst thing that's ever happened. I look back and she was already gone. I started walking to my car.

"DAMN IT!" I screamed and I kicked a trash can.

I don't think any of the tabloids can really guess how much I love her. They make up all this stuff, but they're completely underestimating how much I really do care for her. Maybe I'll surprise her at one of her concerts..?

Swift's P.O.V

I got on the plane, and sat alone in the back. A few little girls came up to me and asked for a picture and an autograph. To be honest, I was in no mood, but I'm not going to hurt them like that just because they caught me in a bad mood. I signed the back of their shirts and said,

"There you go cuties." I said and they smiled.

Their mom snapped a picture really quick and then left. I put in my head phones and started listening to really sad songs.. I just couldn't get out of this funk. I slowly drifted to sleep as the plane took off.

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We arrived at the arena and started getting ready about four hours later. The show we played was alright, but over all my singing was mediocre. Then the song 'Forever and Always' started. The beginning and middle went great, then I was walking and started flipping my hair like usual and when I came up, I could have SWORN I saw Taylor in the audience. So I fell. In front of everyone. That was the most embarrassing thing, and I wanted to cry but I'm stronger than that.. Liz and Caitlin started laughing and I'm pretty sure Grant did too. He probably loved seeing me fall.

About 20 minutes later, the show was over. I was stoked to go back to my hotel room to call Taylor, but I forgot about T-Party. I love my fans, don't get me wrong, sometimes, I just want to be alone though, I'm sure you guys understand. A few of the fans were just little kids, then we had some teenage boys and girls. The guys were kind of cute, so I kissed each one on the cheek and they blushed. They smiled then left, then a girl, about 23 came up to me, and by the tone she was talking to me in, she wasn't a fan.

"So, Taylor."

"Hey!"

"How's your ass?"

"Excuse me?" I said.

"Oh, after your fall." She said with sarcasm.

"I'm a little sore but, eh. I'm good. How did you like the show?"

"It was alright." She said

"Oh. I'm sorry."

"Oh, it's fine. I just payed $75 dollars to see a sucky show. No big deal."

My mom must have heard the conversation because she came over and asked the girl to leave. Once she did, I went over to the couch, grabbed a blanket, covered my head and cried. I cried till I was dry and had no more tears left, till I fell asleep. My mom apparently carried me on the tour bus, and when I woke up, I was on my bed on the way to a different city.

But, I also noticed someone's arms around me. Strong, tan arms. This feeling was great, and familiar. I looked behind me, and no one was there.

It was just all in my imagination.