sam pov
(s-sam j-justin)
j-hey babe.
s-justy! i miss you! how is it in tokyo?
j-it's great! but i am missing something.
s-aw. what?
j-you.
i smiled and bit my lip.
s-i miss you too baby. how much longer until you get to come home?
j-about a few months. i wish i could come home sooner. it's crazy over here.
s-justin. are you being good?
j-haha. yeah babe i'm fine. some girls have tried to break into my dressing room a few times but they never made it.
i laughed.
s-oh well i'm happy you aren't with some japanese girl while i'm stuck here...
j-what? sam. i love you. that will never change.
s-yeah well maybe there is a prettier girl out there who is-
j-sweetie stop. you are beautiful in every way possible. you can make me look good even if i was wearing a paper bag. you're georgous samantha rose. never forget that my love.
s-aw. you're so sweet jus.
j-well it's true. so what's up? where's taylor?
s-oh. she's at my parent/teacher conferences
j-ooh. which teacher is your favorite?
s-mr. fitz.
j-oh yeah? what's he like?
s-he's smart, deep, young, handsome-
j-hey hey hey! slow down! remember me? the boyfriend?
s-i know. i remember you babe. i'm not into him i promise you. he's a little too...older. he's like in his 20s. having a boyfriend who is 4 years older than you is big enough of an age difference. and i am perfectly happy with what i have now.
j-well good. i don't want any competition.
"justin! you're on in 5!"
j-sorry babe. i have to go now. i'll call you when it's morning in the US?
s-yeah...i'll miss you.
j-i'll miss you more. i love you sam
s-i love you too justin drew bieber.
i heard him chuckle
j-bye
s-bye
i hung up and the door closed.
i stood up and walked downstairs, "taylor?" i called. nothing.
i saw her bag on the counter.
she has to be home.
i heard a guitar strum.
i slowly and quietly walked towards the recording room.
taylor started singing,
Took a deep breath in the mirror
He didn't like it when I wore high heels
But I do
Turn the lock and put my headphones on
He always said he didn't get this song
But I do, I do
Walked in expecting you'd be late
But you got here early and you stand and wave
I walk to you
You pull my chair out and help me in
And you don't know how nice that is
But I do
And you throw your head back laughing like a little kid
I think it's strange that you think I'm funny 'cause he never did
I've been spending the last eight months
Thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end
But on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again
You said you never met one girl
Who had as many James Taylor records as you
But I do
We tell stories and you don't know why
I'm coming off a little shy
But I do
But you throw your head back laughing like a little kid
I think it's strange that you think I'm funny 'cause he never did
I've been spending the last eight months
Thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end
But on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again
And we walked down the block to my car and I almost brought him up
But you start to talk about the movies that your family
Watches
Every single Christmas and I want to talk about that
And for the first time what's past is past
'Cause you throw your head back laughing like a little kid
I think it's strange that you think I'm funny 'cause he never did
I've been spending the last eight months
Thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end
But on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again
But on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again
i smiled and walked in, "that was really nice." i said and she jumped.
"jesus sam you scared the crap out of me."
i laughed.
"who was that about? someone new?" i asked.
she blushed, "yeah. it's someone new."
"what? no details?"
she smiled, "he is cute, funny, smart, and he has the most amazing smile ever." her eyes twinkled as she spoke.
"oh my god...you're in love with him!"
she shook her head and looked at me, "i am not!"
she blushed and pursed her lips together.
"you're lying! you are totally head over heels for him! when do i get to meet this mystery dude that better not be harry styles?" i said.
she laughed, "trust me. never again. he is nothing like harry. the complete opposite actually."
i smiled, "okay okay. just please be careful okay?"
she took my hand and kissed it, "i promise. thank you for looking out for me sammy."
i smiled, and rubbed the back of my mother's hand.
"so how were the conferences?" i asked, changing the subject.
"it was great. your teachers seem great sam."
"and what about mr. fitz?"
she smiled and lit up the same way she lit up before, "um. he was great. i thought t=he was amazing. i could see why you speak so highly of him."
she blushed and rubbed the back of her neck.
oh my god...
"OH MY GOD!" i exclaimed.
she jumped, "what? what!"
i smiled again, "you and mr. fitz?! it's him! you're so into him!"
"i am not into ezra." she said.
"ezra? you call him ezra?" i sat down next to her and smiled.
"yes. yes i do. call him ezra. he isn't my superior sam."
"okay. so what happened in his classroom?"
"we...talked..."
"about what?"
"about me..and you..."
"is that all? you just talked?"
"um...well yes...yes it was..."
"oh my god. you totally made out with him!"
she playfully hit me. "i did not!"
"oh really? what else did you do?"
"we just talked...and...kissed." she smiled excitedly and so did i. "no way! how was it?"
"it was nice..."
i raised my eyebrow and she smiled and stood up.
"who am i kidding? it was amazing! his lips tasted like the tea he was drinking which was green tea. the way he was so careful around me. his gentle hands...how passionately he put himself into the kiss...he's amazing. he understands me. he listens to what i am saying, he smiles in the most amazing way...he throws his head back and laughs a big laugh if it's funny, he thinks i am funny, he is so deep...oh so god damn deep. he makes me feel like i am the only person in the world." she rambled on about him and her eyes sparkled and she was smiling the whole time.
"taylor. you sound like you really like him."
"yeah. yeah i think i do..." she smiled.
"that sounds amazing."
"yeah...we are going to go on a date soon hopefully...it's not weird is it? does it make you uncomfortable if i date him?"
"no. no of course not taylor. you aare my mom. i am not the boss of you. i think it's be great though. he's not famous so he isn't so full of himself like all the other ex's."
she stood up and hugged me, "thanks sammy. i love you. now go get some sleep. you have school tomorrow." i nodded and stood up.
she kissed my cheek and said goodnight.
i was sitting in my bed, sleeping when my mind flashed.
i was sitting on my couch when there was a knock on the door.
"samantha! go get it!" my mother yelled.
i stood up and walked to the door. when i opened it i saw the military men. the captain handed me an envelope and they all looked sympathetic.
i read it and my eyes teared up.
all i could read was,
sergeant john davis was killed in action.
thos words floated around in my head...he's dead. my father is dead.
i jumped awake but my bed was in the middle of an empty battlefield. there were 2 figures. one was my dad, "dad?"
he turned to me and a tear escaped his eye, "i'm sorry." he whispered.
a man in an army unfiorm for a different country put a gun to my dad's head, "DAD! NO!" the gun shot and blood splattered all over my face, "NOOOOOOO!"
i shot awake in someone's arms. i was thrashing and screaming.
"shhh. sam it's okay. i'm here sweetie. shh it's okay."
those words kept replating in my head sergeant john williams was killed in action.
"he's gone...he's gone..." i whispered.
taylor tightened her grip on me, "shhh. sam it's okay. it's okay i'm still here. i'm here okay?"
her words soothed me.
why am i having nightmares about my dad? i haven't had one since he died a few years ago...
then i remembered what marissa said,
"where's you're daddy huh? is he dead?"
i closed my eyes and tears streamed down my cheeks.
"sam it's okay."
"no it's not...he's gone...he's never coming back...he'll never see me graduate...or get married...he won't be there! everybody i love dies..." i sobbed.
taylor rubbed my hair. "sammy. i love you so so much. i'm not going anywhere okay? you're stuck with me for the long shot."
i chuckled a little.
"i love you mom." i whispered before i shut my eyes again.
taylor pov
i stayed with sam until i was sure she wouldn't wake up again.
i was downstairs making breakfast, "sam! breakfast!"
i didn't get an answer. i looked up the stairs but couldn't see anything.
i walked up the stairs and saw sam infront of her body mirror.
she was holding concealer.
i looked up and gasped. her face is covered in bruises.
"sam? what happened?" i asked. i guess i startled her because she jumped and put the makeup down.
"oh um. um i um...fell down the stairs."
i walked in and observed her face, "no. stairs didn't do this. sam please tell me the truth. what happened?"
"nothing! nothing happened taylor!"
"samantha rose swift! you tell me right this instant what happened to your face!" i raised my voice.
a tear escaped her eye. "...it's just...some girls at school."
"sam! well who are they? let me call the schoo-"
"no. mom please don't. it will just make things worse! please just let me handle this!" she begged.
"sam i want to protect you-"
"i know you do mom. so if you really want to protect me, you won't do anything! please, promise me!"
i sighed, "i don't know sam-"
"promise me. please mom." her eyes were full of plead. "okay. okay fine. i promise..."
she sighed, relieved, "thank you."
i nodded and walked downstairs. our drive was silent. we didn't speak a word. i watched her walk into school. i sighed.
i was worried... but mostly upset and disappointed that she wouldn't talk to me about it...over protective? i am not over protective right? she was talking to me like i was. i just want what's best for her...but how do i help her?
OH! light bulb!
i took out my phone. and dialed the number i added.
(t-taylor e-ezra)
e-hello?
t-ezra! i need you to do me a favor.
e- oh taylor hey! yeah sure of course. how can i be of service miss swift?
i laughed,
t-stop it! oh my god!
e-i'm kidding. what do you need?
t- i need you to keep an eye on sam. she's been getting bullied at school and i found her this morning with bruises all over her. i'm really worried.
e- of course i will. can you help me though?
t- yeah sure. what do you need help with?
e-well. i met this girl last night and i really liked her...i wanted help on asking her out on an official first date.
i smiled.
t-oh really? well i'd say to do it in person.
i heard his chuckle on the other line.
e-great, thanks. turn around.
i turned my head and looked out my window. ezra walked towards my car in his dress pants and a plaid shirt and smiled.
"hey." i said.
"hey."
he leaned over my window fame. "so. taylor swift. would you like to go on a date with me? tonight?" i smiled and pulled him by the back of his neck into my lips.
when we pulled away i smiled, "yes. yes i'd love to. when and where?"
"i will pick you up at 6. and i have 2 tickets to the Los Angleles County Museum of Art. what do you think?"
i smiled and kissed him again, "i would love that." he smiled and brushed my hair behind my ear.
"great. i'll see you tonight." he said.
"bye taylor."
"bye ezra." i said and watched him as he walked away.
he's so cute! and perfect and amazing! and funny and so like me! i love art. i can't wait for tonight.
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caleigh <13