Taylor Caniff Imagine Book

Ex //One Shot//

Me and Taylor broke up a month ago. He was just getting more famous and I just couldn't handle it. The separation, the endless rumors, the hate... I felt like I was just a road block, it was mutual. No bad blood whatsoever, I remember he told me he loved me before I drove back home. I cried. I felt like I made the biggest mistake ever but I knew it was the right choice. He's been on the road meeting fans at every stop. He's happy and me... Well I've been better. Sometimes I wish I never let him go, that I never let him slip away from me. He meant everything to me but I did it because I wanted him to be happy. It's just one of those things that you have to do to make other people happy. To put someone else's happiness before yours. We haven't talked since then. I understand.

I was watching The Fault In Our Stars when my phone began to ring. Taylor's name popped up. I pushed it away and waited for him to leave a voicemail, if he does.
I picked up the phone when a it buzzed, Taylor DID leave a voicemail. I quickly unlocked my phone and listened to the voicemail;
"Hey Y/N. It's been a while but I really need to talk to you. Meet me at the park near our houses tomorrow around 3:30? I love- I mean see ya!" He sounds so different. His voice had to emotion in it, it wasn't cheerful and giggly.
The next day, I grabbed my phone and stuffed it in my back pocket. On the way out, I grabbed my white scarf, it's cold at this time of the year. I walked down the street and turned the corner. There he was, sitting down by a tree, pulling out the grass. He hasn't changed much. I walked over to where he was sitting and sat down next to me. His head shot up and smiled. "Hey." He smiled. I smiled weakly, "Hi." It was silent. "I know we broke up a month ago but I just wanted your blessing." My eyebrows furrowed, "Blessing for what?" "To start dating again, like other people? I mean we were gonna get their someday,
right?" He said. I nodded and bit my lip, trying to stop the tears from spilling. "I'm moving on, you should too." He smiled gently lifting up my chin, I nodded, "We can still be friends. We were friends since we were in diapers I don't see why we shouldn't be friends after 3 years of dating like I-" "I totally understand. I gotta go mum is expecting me to be home by 4." He nodded and sat up, pulling me up as well. "I'll walk you home." He said grabbing my hand. "Okay." I said. We started walking up the street.

He playfully pushed me, I laughed and pushed him back. He laughed and ruffled my hair, I glared at him before bursting out into a fit of laughters. "Well, this is my stop. I'll see you around." I said. He followed me up the path, "Unless, you wanna stay the night?" He nodded vigorously and ran up to the door. I smiled. He might be my ex but he'll always be my best friend. No matter what. Maybe someday we can be together again and give it another shot.