Our Album (A Taron Egerton Fan Fiction)

Without You

 Hayden scrolled through the pictures on her phone. Their smiling faces only making her feel worse about her current situation. She stopped on one in particular. Taken the night they rode the London Eye, it was the epitome of the perfect couple. She studied her face. She couldn't help but notice how she looked at Taron. There was a sparkle in her eye and what can only be described as adoration in the way she gazed at him. Her heart thumped in her chest and she blinked back the tears that were once again threatening to escape. She swiped at the screen again and again, her entire relationship played out like a movie, a movie with an ending that she regretted.

She was still scrolling through photos when Olivia came home, flopping down on the couch next to her.

"What are you doing?" She snatched the phone from Hayden's hands.

"I'm regretting my life's decisions."

"Sitting here looking at pictures won't help you fix and or change those decisions."

"I know that but there isn't anything I can do. I've fucked up royally and now I've lost him for good."

"Oh suck it up Hayden," Olivia stood up, tucking Hayden's phone into her back pocket. "If you want him back. If you want your life with him back, you have to get up off your ass and do something about it. This whole moping about will not get you what you want."

"Can I have my phone back please," Hayden stared up at her friend, hand outstretched.

"Not until you admit that you want to fight for this man," Olivia's hand went to her hip.

"What good will that do Liv? He's got someone else. He doesn't want me."

"Do you actually listen to yourself?"

"You saw the same footage I did Liv. You saw him with her. I can't compete with someone like that. Did you see her legs?"

"My god Hayden, stop it. Do you still have feelings for Taron?"

Hayden nodded her head, afraid to look at her friend.

"Do you still love Taron?"

Hayden nodded again.

"I can't hear you," Liv sat down on the coffee table, forcing Hayden to look at her.

"Yes Liv! Yes I'm still in love with him. Yes I still want to be with him. No, I don't want to be without him. What more do you want me to say? Saying all of this out loud does not help me get him back."

"It may not help you get him back, but it makes you realize how you feel and it makes you want to actually fight for something. You're always so quick to turn tail and run but do you ever really stand up and fight?"

Hayden stayed silent. Olivia was right, she had a horrible habit of running away from her problems. She never stood strong and dealt with them head on. She'd lost so many wonderful things in her life because she had been scared, because she had chosen the chicken's way of dealing with life. Was she honestly willing to lose this too?

"Look kid, I'm here if you need me and you know that, but you've got to make the decision to fight before my help will do you any good." Olivia stood, walking into the kitchen, leaving Hayden alone with nothing but her thoughts.

It had been two weeks since she'd seen him walk the red carpet with another woman. Two week since Olivia had forced her to admit her feelings. Two weeks of staring at the photos on her phone. Two weeks of fretting about what to do, but gaining absolutely no ground. She turned the phone over and over again in her hands. She'd opened up a new text message to him too many times to count. Each time she'd get a letter closer to hitting send, but she'd allow the fear to stop her. What good would it do, she'd tell herself. How would she feel if he told her that he no longer wanted her? She'd be devastated but at the same time, how was she feeling now? She was so lost. She hated to admit it, but Taron had given her a sense of freedom that she hadn't felt with anyone else. He had made her smile. He had made her laugh. He had made her feel safe. He had been so many things and without him, without him she wasn't who she wanted to be.