Taylor's POV
I was in the process of moving out while touring the world, which proved rather interesting. I had a collection of things from all around the world. Things from Japan, to stuff from Saskatchewan. I was feeling rather flustered.
I guess it didn't help that I was so distracted by Josh. He was constantly phoning me no matter what corner of the world I was in. I couldn't imagine his phone bill.
My ribs still hurt if I slept on them, or put lots of pressure, but other than that they were fine. Just bruised.
Josh had invited me to his concert. I was ecstatic that he finally invited me. That familiar tingly feeling in my stomach returned as I thought about being with him again. I was starting to come to terms with myself, and I didn't like that. I was realizing that one of my biggest fears was starting to come true. I was begining to fall in love with one of my best friends.
I was terrified.
Maybe tonight when I saw him, things would click back in place and it would be like the old days. Maybe there was such thing as over-missing, and I just missed him too much. Maybe someone had spiked my plumbing and I wasn't thinking clear. Perhaps I was just too lonely.
Or maybe I had fallen in love with someone who was so far out of reach.
I looked down at the markings I had scribbled on a napkin.
"This is wrong but
I can't help but feel like
There ain't nothing more right babe
Misty morning comes again and I can't
Help but wish I could see your face,"
It was obviously a song. However, when I wrote it, it kind of just came to me without much thought. I didn't need to think about who I was writing about, or what the idea was. Now, looking at it, I realized there could only be one good suitor for it.
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"Josh!" I called as I ran towards him.
He turned around to the sound of my voice. His crooked smile immediately enlightening on his face.
"Taylor!" He wrapped me up in a big hug.
Too soon, he let me go. I twirled in a circle, examining the venue. The spring prairie breeze, filled my nostrils. We were in Edmonton at an outdoors venue.
"Wow, I haven't seen you in forever. I've missed you so much!" I pulled him into another hug. I hugged people often, so this wouldn't be turning into creepy for him. Right? Plus, he radiated heat, and it was freezing.
"Aw, I missed you too," he replied. "You look cold, do you want to maybe catch up in the bus?"
"I'd love to," I said examining his crooked smile.
Our foot steps crunched on the gravel.
"Now, why exactly are you performing outside when it's so cold?" I asked.
"Well, it's not that cold. Maybe like, 12 degrees? That's gotta be a high for Edmonton. It's warmer in the sun as well. And well, it helps when you have meat on your body," he said, referring to how thin I was.
I rolled my eyes playfully. When we reached the bus, he unlocked the door and let me go up first. Instantly, I was tackled into a big bear hug from Matt.
"Taylor!" He roared.
I tried to hide my wince as the hug tightened.
"Matt. Let her go before you turn her into a pancake," Josh warned.
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A Place In This World
FanfictionWhat if Taylor Swift was never discovered at the Blue Bird café? What if she had somehow wound up in Vancouver, and became best friends with Josh Ramsay, the lead singer of Marianas trench. When fame finally engulfs Taylor, Josh will need to pull he...