Type: Songfic

Inspiration: If this was a Movie by Taylor Swift

Warnings; I think im addicted to writing these

Lyric alteration: Like in Begin Again, I skipped a repeat of the chorus and a couple other lines

Last night I heard my own heart beating sounded like footsteps on my stairs

You stared at your ceiling, you were replaying your conversation with Greg over and over. Hoping you could find someway  to make it up to Greg and get him back. You pushed the covers away, instantly missing the warmth they brought. You rolled over, feeling for your clock. The green pixelated numbers read 12:00am. Midnight. Great. You groaned, rubbing your eyes. You felt for your lamp cord, pulling the string and allowing light to chase the darkness in room away. If only it could rid you of the darkness on the inside.

Six months gone and I'm still reachin' even though I know your not there

You walked towards your closet, opening the door and scanning for your sweat shirt. You pulled it on and a pair of sweatpants. You grabbed your tennis shoes and walked towards your door. Slipping on your shoes and out into the world. 

I was playin' back a thousand memories baby thinkin' bout everything we've been through

You walked through the dark London night, your hands tucked into your warm pockets. You welcomed the sharp cold that pricked your skin, anything to take your mind off the pain inside. Your turned the corner, your gaze was fixed upon the ground. The ghost of his touch lingered on your arm, the warmth that he had left had faded.

How could you of been so stupid? You let him slip between your fingers, you'd had him and then you left. You left him.

You broke him.

That's what hurt more then anything, the heavy burden of the guilt that you had hurt him, killing any hopes of rekindling what you once had.  The cold spread throughout you, sending shivers down your spine. You were a mangled mess, you hadn't been able to sleep since your last conversation with Greg. You bit your lip, you were not going to cry. That seemed to be all you did, cry and think. You'd managed to get your waitressing job back, Angie had welcomed you with open arms. If only Greg could of done it the same way.

Maybe I've been goin' back too much lately when time stood still and I had you

You couldn't help it, a single tear escaped and streamed down your cheek. You sat down on the bench, snuggling as far down into your sweatshirt as you could. You looked around, you'd wandered to an old park. You buried your face in your hands, letting tears roll free. You didn't know what was worse, the guilt or just the normal breakup feelings. You pushed a (hair lock) our of your face, hearing the bench creak as someone sat next down to you. You tried to sniffle quieter.

Come back come back to me like you would if this was a movie stand outside in the rain till I came out

You pulled up your hood, you didn't need this random stranger to know you were crying. "Pull yourself together." You whispered, the stranger turned their head. "Hmm?"

You were so caught up in trying to stop your flow of tears you didn't realize they had even spoken.  "I've fucked up."

You were talking to a complete stranger, yet you couldn't bring yourself to care.

"I lost him. I can't believe I lost him. He was my world. He was the light to my darkness, he was the fuckin Dan to my Phil!" You exclaimed, burying your face into your arms and bringing up your knees.

You could, you could if you just said you're sorry I know we could work it out somehow

"I thought I was living my dream but I was miserable. I drank and shut the world out. I was a fuckin' mess. I thought I would move on, I thought he didn't come because he didn't want me. How could I have been so stupid?" You ran a hand through your hair. "I was a stupid girl. Everything we had was here and what did I do? I dropped it all and left. I can't believe myself. I was the one who left, I was the one who broke his heart. How could I ever forgive myself for that? I can't even have some sort of friendship with him now. I ruined it."

If your out there if your somewhere if you're movin' on I've been waitin' for you ever since you been gone I want it back the way it was before I just want you back in my front door

"Why didn't I listen to him." You looked at the poor stranger who had to listen to you vent, "I'm sorry." You whispered. You felt as if that's all you said these days, "I'm sorry."

Thunder clapped in the distance, the clouds opened up and rain poured down, almost instantly soaking you. Lighting flashed in the distance, lighting up the dark sky.

"Fuckin Perfect." You muttered. "Come on." The stranger stood, grabbing your hand and practically pulling you by your wrist towards what you assumed would be shelter. Another lighting flash revealed this mysterious stranger, the one and only Greg Lestrade.

"Greg!" You felt a million emotions rush over you as his brown eyes met yours, he was dressed very similar to you in a sweatshirt and sweatpants. He pulled you along, you were speechless as he approached what appeared to be his car. Thunder clapped again, you jumped. You climbed in crawling over to the passenger side.

 and i'll say Come back to me like you would if this was a movie like you said before it's not easy.

"Greg I-" You started, he climbed in after you and cut you off. "I think you've said enough. Now it's my turn." He crossed his arms and leaned against the steering wheel as the rain drummed on the roof. You were instantly silent, watching him as he thought about what he looked at you for a moment. "I-I wasn't completely fair to you."

You were taken aback for a moment. "What do you mean?"

"The job was a big opportunity and I wasn't happy for you- at all. Instead I tore you down. You weren't the only one at fault. Even though it's true that it hurt when you left, it hurt even more when I walked out of the café a couple days ago."

Before the fight before I let you out

"I'm sorry." He turned towards you, lowering his arms. You looked wide eyed for a moment, he was sorry? You didn't think about him feeling guilty. You bit your lip, You reached forward and took his hand in yours. Your hand still fitting perfectly, "I'm sorry too. Friends?" You gave a little half smile, hoping to somewhat repair what you had damaged.

"No." He shook his head.

You instantly felt your heart shatter. "Oh." You said softly and looked down, your turned to speak again but were cut off by Greg's lips on yours.

But I take it all back now

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Well, as close as you could in the car.

"More then friends?" He asked once you pulled away, breathless.

You nodded, not able to help the smile that spread across your face.

a/n

crappy place to end it I know but whatever

IM SEEIN CIVIL WAR TOMORROW

my mom won't take me till tomorrow cause we gotta clean the house and I need was my cap shirt sooo

#TEAMCAP

I'm with ya till the end of the line team cap

Should this saga or should it continue on forever? If you think it should go on forever comment the next Taylor song, I'm not a fan of her new stuff but if you guys really want one I'll do one.

I have a problem.

You guys have been following me for a while and here's your chance to unfollow

Here it goes....

I hated twenty one pilots till yesterday.

BUT NOW IM FRICKIN ADDICTED SOMEBODY HELP ME

Bye bye for now

Love y'all

HAPPY DERBY WEEKEND