𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝
"i can't imagine what you've gone through, and i'm sorry i haven't always been there for you" his voice cracked through the voicemail. "i just want you to know i'm still here, and i'll always be here, and no matt...
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he has this smile he makes whenever he's really happy that i adore. it reminds me of everything good in life and i love that. "you're crazy, i hope you know that" he laughs as i stand in front of the tattoo shop. i shake my head. "i'm not that crazy" i say sarcastically. "mhm" he chuckles."what's it look like?" he asked and grabbed my wrist. i got a tattoo of a small seagull in honor of 1989. "it looks really good" "thank you" i reply. it feels so odd to be with him again, but i told him and myself that things need to flow, and sel thought that it was a good idea too. i decided that whenever the time comes, we'll talk about it all, but for now, we can just breath.
the rest of the day came naturally. i dropped him off at his home, and i headed to my apartment, which gave me a lot of time to thinks it all over. i can already predict how 1989 will do for me. i know that it will impact my life, not just because it's such a surreal album, but that it's the only album that my emotions can run free on, sure, red was such a emotional journey for me, but 1989 is kinda that "i really really miss you, but its cool" girl. i'm really glad i listened to selena, she's helped a lot through the years.
"i don't know what to do sel, it's like, i've been able to avoid him for so long now, and all that work has just faded away, it's like every where i turn, he's there, reminding me of my past" she nodded slowly. "im sorry, taylor" i didn't say anything. she took a deep breath. "talk to him, not in the whole deep way, don't get closure yet, let him know that you want it all back, but don't scare him, you can do it, i know you can" i looked at her and smiled. "thank you" i whispered with a tear rolling down my cheek.
i play the whole conversation over in my head. she was right, and i'm glad i accepted that i can't sit around and mourn about something that's no longer there. i had to reach out and grab it myself.
i walk into my apartment and olivia runs to me. "hi. olivia!" i say in a baby voice. she meows at me. the whole place is dark, since it is 9 p.m., but i don't minf. "want to watch a movie with me?" i ask both of the cats. it's a little sad that cats are my number one best friends, but i enjoy their company. i turn on my tv and search through netflix. being alone and having no one to talk to leads you to constantly watching netflix in your free time. "hm, let's watch grey's anatomy instead" i smile to the cats who meow in approval. i click start and quickly drift asleep on the couch with the cats laying beside me.
a/n sorry that this is such a short chapter, but im lowkey on a writers block so i just made a cute little moment between taylor and her cats so that i don't leave you guys with nothing, but i promise that some drama will be coming up a little after 1989 is released hehe <3 okkk see you in the next chapter!!
