Written by: brunchwithreginageorge on tumblr

Posted on: November 27, 2015

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It's almost Christmas and for Taylor that usually meant birthdays, gifts, and rumoured break ups. But this time, it wasn't a rumour; it was really a break up. The problem was, she thought they were stable in that sense of being together over four months. Maybe she should have known it wasn't going to last when one night after the American Music Awards, Taylor curled up in bed and called Harry to congratulate him rather than calling her own boyfriend who's in Mexico.

It was nobody's fault, but if she really dug deep in the pile of mistakes and feelings the only thing she could found was that her feelings towards Harry never really disappeared , it was always there. It was in her white v-neck, it was in her Burberry purse she hid in the depths of her closet, it was in her whole house. Taylor had always had a special place for Harry, everything she did was somehow inspired by him even if it was only the colour of his eyes matching her dress.

Her bed was unmade and somehow she felt relieved, like finally she could breathe. Being with Adam was really just holding her breath and she almost liked it. But she needed to breathe and Selena was right, "Taylor, being with Adam won't make you move on from him". It wasn't like Taylor was irrational or anything but Adam was there and he was real. Maybe after all, Taylor never wanted real, she wanted to feel the spark.

Taylor thought of calling Harry, to ask him how he was. Are you okay? Do you want to get lunch sometime? Do you still love me? I miss you. If it was months ago, she'd shook of that idea and go to bed or make cookies but she really did miss him this time or more like a longing.

"Taylor?" Was the first thing he said when he picked up the phone, it wasn't supposed to be a surprise because they never really stopped talking, even if it was only a congratulatory phone call.

"I broke up with Adam", it felt strange to have said that, it felt thick in her mouth. Because everybody thought they'd get married one day and have kids, and to be brutally honest, Adam never wanted any of that.

"Get yourself a cup of tea and turn on an episode of Grey's, I'll be on my way"

"You don't have to"

"I want to"

That was what Taylor wanted, not dinners or I'm coming to your concert (maybe once or twice but not all the time, the songs were not even about Adam and it felt weird to sing them to him). She wanted midnight chats and feeling like she was walking in the wind you know.

After a cup of tea, Harry walked in holding a bowl of popcorns. In that moment, she felt happy, like truly happy. The kind of happiness that wasn't fragile, it was unreachable.

"Hey, darls"

And they talked, about life, about love, and mostly about them. How they didn't work out because they were too young.

"Do you want to try again?"

Taylor thought about this, about second chances of second chances. Taylor really just wanted to be happy and Harry really did giver her that, there were no more anxiety. They were well over that.

"Of course Harry, of course I do"