Taylor Swift Imagines

Meant to be (II.)

Taylor's point of you:

It's been 3 years since we have spoken last. I used to date with a guy, a jealous one. I could never really hid my feelings and he knew exactly how I feel about her. He made me choose. And I chose the wrong one.

Three years without her. Three years without her laughter, her awful jokes, her beautiful self. I miss every single thing about her. The way she used to comfort me after my breakups, the way she used to cheer me up when I was sad. The way she used to tell a story so passionate, so interesting. I just miss her. I miss Y/N.

But I can't call her up after 3 years, can I?

So, I'm sitting in a bar all alone. I'm having her favorite drink with myself, it's just my usual Friday night activity. Is it pathetic?! Probably. Luckily, no one knows me here. I moved to New York almost a year ago. I wanted to be away from Los Angeles. Be away from all the memories.

"You look as good as the day I first met you" I heard the familiar voice behind my back.

I gasped and covered my mouth with my hands when I turned around. Y/N. I ran to her and she held me in her arms. That's the place I want to belong.

"What are you doing here? Oh my god. I missed you so much," I said and felt the tears in my eyes as I hugged her again.

"I'm only here for the weekend, I have a meeting tomorrow. And, I missed you, too, Tay" she smiled at me. "So, what are you having? Are you alone?" asked Y/N.

"I'm having the famous Vodka Martini, Miss. One of your favourites. I'm alone, yes."

"In that case, I would like to join" she sat down on the chair next to mine. "You know, it surprises me that you still remember my favourite drink."

"I could never forget anything about you."

"Somehow you've still forgotten about me in the past 3 years" she whispered but I heard every single word and it broke my heart.

"That's not true at all. A single day couldn't pass without me think about you. And I know, I fucked up everything and you have all the right to hate me."

"I don't hate you, Taylor. I could never. I just wanna know the reason. Did I do something wrong to chase you to New York?" I let out a little laugh at her question.

I took a deep breath. I have nothing to lose.

"Y/N! It was you. It was always you. You were the only one for me. The one I wrote my songs about, the one I wasted my 11:11s on. I always tried to push you away, I always tried to move on but it was useless. I was so in love with you. I'm still in love with you, and god, it was one of the worst feelings ever to know that you could never feel the same" I said angrily.

"You're so stupid, Taylor." she laughed.

It wasn't really the reaction I've waited for. I was expecting her to yell, to swear, to slap me in the face. I was expecting everything but this.

I gave her a confused look but she didn't say a word. She put one of her hands on my left cheek and gently stroked it.

She slowly pressed her forehead to mine and closed her eyes and I did the same. She leaned in and after all these years, our lips met for the first time. It was so soft and so sweet. Her kiss was exactly how I imagined. Passionate, yet so gentle.

"It was always you" she pulled away and repeated my sentence.

I was unable to open my eyes. I was afraid it was only a dream. She's so close, and I'm so weak. I can't feel my legs anymore. Her hands are tangled in my hair and mines are on her hips. It's just too perfect and too good to be true.

"Looks like it really was meant to be" she joked and connected our lips again.

Well, I have absolutely no idea what comes next, but I know, for sure, that I want her in my life and I won't let her go again, no matter what.

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