Based on the song "I Know Places" by Taylor Swift, from her new album "1989"...
You stand with a hand on my waist line
Good to see that we're out here in plain sightWalking down the outdoor shopping centre I can hear the whispers as we pass by the 100's of strangers. His hand tightens around my waistline protectively and I look up at him with pleading eyes. I wish I could kill the voices and not care what anybody thinks but some days are just too much. I thought we were there. I thought a simple trip to the shops would be ok.
I can hear them whisper as we pass by
It's a bad sign, bad signJust ignore them, I try to tell myself but it never ends. We can't just be a normal couple who go to the grocery store. Our lives are there for everyone to see. It only takes one negative comment online or whisper to bring back all the insecurities; all the hours of fights, all the tears that have fallen. This relationship has been anything but easy but it has easily been the best thing to ever happen to me. The vultures may circle, but nothing can burn out our love.
Something happens when everybody finds out
See the vultures circling in dark cloud
Love's a fragile little flame, it could burn outAll of a sudden all the whispers and strange faces blur to the background. I entangle our hands together and press myself into his warm side. I focus on how our breathing quickly becomes in sync and how his heart rate quickens with my touch. A smile creeps on my face and I realise we are nearly out of reach. They can't catch us now. I feel Wilmer squeeze my hand in his and he looks down at me with a smirk on his face waiting his approval. "Ready Hermosa?" I bite down on my lip in anticipation and nod my head excitedly. In that moment we are free.
It could burn out cause they got their cages, they got their boxes, and guns.
They are the hunters, we are the foxes and we run
WE RUN. The wind sweeps through my hair and the crisp air hits my skin with an invigorating effect. I can't help the goofy smile on my face as we run through the park, hand in hand. I look up at him and the smile extends even further across my face. He looks exactly how I feel; happy and free. I see our secret place in sight and keep up the pace so no one will see us. It's just me and him. Us.
Baby I know places we won't be found and they'll be chasing their tails tryin' to track us down
Wilmer allows me to climb down first and then he follows. "Is the coast clear?" I ask. Instead of answering me, he wraps his hands in my hair and crashes his lips into mine. I feel like the air has been punched out of me as my body ignites under his touch. Once I catch my breath I hold my lips a little longer before wrapping my arms around his neck and sinking my body against his chest. Years ago on a walk through the park on a Sunday afternoon we found this old fort built by kids between a clearing of trees. The bush and trees has grown so much over the years that it's basically swallowed the fort and created an almost cave like structure. Unless you knew it was here, it's the type of place you'd never know existed. It fast became a place we could escape to and hide when we wanted to get away from all the fans, paparazzi and general chaos that came with being a celebrity couple out in the public eye.
Cause I, I know places we can hide, I know places
Like magnets, our hands naturally pull together when our bodies separate. I walk over to a tree trunk and see our initials carved into the tree.
D + W forever
"Who knew we really would be forever" I say with a sigh as I remember the memories. I was so young back then yet so sure that his man was my always. And here we are nearly five years down the road and I can't imagine wanting to be anywhere else but by his side. The world may not understand our love and maybe they never will but that doesn't matter.
Lights flash on the run for the fences
Let them say what they want, we won't hear it
Lose lips, ships sink, all the damn time, not this timeI shiver as I feel the cold breeze cross up my spine. "Let's go Hermosa, I don't want you getting sick". I smile and nod. Time always escapes us when it's just us. I look at my watch and see it's been an hour. An hour of time. An hour of simply soaking up every minute with this beautiful man that I can call mine. An hour of memorizing ever outline of his face, every taste of his kiss and every beat of his heart. Wilmer stands up and holds up his hands to pull me up to my feet. "I love you" I breathe out as I look up at his brown orbs that almost sparkle in the evening light. He wraps his strong and secure arms around me and lets the moment linger before releasing me so he can he stare into my eyes. He then presses his lips onto my forehead before saying in his thick accent, "and I love you". I lean up and give him a chaste kiss before grabbing his hand in mine.
Just grab my hand and don't ever drop it
My love, they are the hunters, we are the foxes
And we runWe run back through the park and I can't help but notice the beautiful sunset. As if he can read my mind, we stop and he twirls me around in the air before quickly pulling out his phone so we can take a cute selfie with the sunset as the background. He wraps his arms around my shoulders and kisses my cheek as he snaps a moment that will forever be ingrained in my mind. You'd think I would grow tired or bored of these moments or days but each day it's like I fall in love with him all over again. Each day is like a new adventure and each moment is like the first time. Just as quickly as we stop we are back to running toward our car. The head lights flash once as the car unlocks and Wilmer opens up the passanger door for me before briskly running around to the driver side. As the door slams behind him I sit back and catch my breath and then as if right on cue we both break into a fit of laughter. It's moments like this that I love most, because I am reminded that I am in love with my best friend. I turn my face towards him and our laughter rapidly dies as his lips urgently press to mine as if he hasn't tasted them all day. I can't help the moan that escapes my lips and its times like this that I am thankful Wilmer paid extra for tinted windows. Feeling the heat rise through my body, I pull away breathless. "Let's take this home shall we". Wilmer shakes his head and sulks for a second at the loss of contact before pulling our entwined hands up to his lips. I smile and place an assertive hand on his thigh as he puts the car in drive and starts the journey home.
Baby I know places we won't be found and they'll be chasing our trace tryin' to track us down
Cause I, I know places we can hide, I know placesAs soon as the car is set onto park in our garage, I lean over and give Wilmer a chaste kiss on his cheek before bolting out of the car and up the stairs toward our bedroom. I let out a shrill squeal as I hear his footsteps fast behind me. "Got you" he says as he picks me up from behind and chucks me playfully on our big bed. "Took you long enough" I let out with a cheeky smile. I let out a content sigh and allow myself to relax into the bed. Wilmer lies beside me and pulls me onto his chest, wrapping his arms around me. I rest my ear on his chest and take in my favourite sound; his heartbeat. It's here I know I am safe. He is my world. My everything. My home.
My place.
They take their shots, we're bulletproof
I know places
And you know for me it's always you
I know places
And you're dead at night, your eyes so green
I know places
And I know for you it's always me
I know places
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1989
FanfictionSo Taylor Swift's new album "1989" has inspired me so much I've decided I am going to write a one-shot to each track on the album. Some will be about Dilmer, some will centre around just Demi, and a few will look at her relationships with other peop...