I seriously need to get out much or i’ll be talking baby in no time…i’m already almost fluent.
Speaking of babies when do I get to meet the little darling?
taylorswift13: My home phone is ringing. I did not know I had a home phone. Interesting development.
Taylor felt Tay’s eyes on him, but he didn’t look at her. He’d end up staring at her, and that would probably just make things awkward. But he couldn’t help it. She was so beautiful. She was the type of beautiful that was natural, the type that she wasn’t even able to see. You could never grow tired of her smile, or her eyes. Everything about her was beautiful. Even the strange jokes she would crack or the clumsiness she sometimes portrayed, because in those moments, she wasn’t trying to be anything but herself, and that’s what made her look the most beautiful. It was hard to come across someone who could hold so much grace even while tripping over something. He smiled to himself, glancing back at her. He had known she was in London. He would have been a horrible friend if he hadn’t heard about that somehow. Of course, not hearing about Taylor Swift would probably mean someone was living under a rock. So he knew she was in London, but he hadn’t known it would be the highlight of coming. It hadn’t been his choice, really. It was just the location his movie was filming. But he was glad he’d had to come. He’d missed her. He’d been to London at least once while she was living there to film Cuckoo, but he hadn’t been able to run into her. It made him sad to think this wasn’t a permanent situation; he didn’t want to lose her again. Maybe that gave him a reason to make this a permanent situation.
Shaking himself out of his thoughts, his smile widened. She had a contagious smile. When she was happy, it was almost impossible to feel bad about anything. It was one of the many reasons why he enjoyed being around her. “Copycat,” he teased, noticing the slight blush in her cheeks, but he didn’t mention it. She was too adorable to be a grown woman. He followed her gaze to the menu before speaking again. “Okay, do you want me to order?” He asked, looking to her. “So you can find us a seat. If you come here all the time, I’m assuming you probably know the best places to sit.”
Laughing at Taylor calling her a copycat she stuck her tongue out at him “Nah I just have good taste” she turned around and headed off to find them a seat, she chose the corner booth where she usually sat, and usually sat alone. It was an odd thing, to be in a place where she had spent lonely hours drawing in tattered journals. Hours of her people watching and trying to be unnoticed, which worked most of the time, not many people came in here. The owners respected her and her privacy and she didn’t mean that in a Diva sort of way, she meant it in a human sort of way, it was refreshing to Tay to see and meet such kind people and people who didn’t pry, sometimes the prying was a good thing, others not so much.
Watching Taylor ordering she felt the corners of her mouth turn upward, she couldn’t help but smile when she was around him. He was a fun guy to smile with, always has been ,and as Tay suspected he always would be this kind of smiley guy. Some men were afraid to smile at the risk of looking too vulnerable. For Tay the best thing you could wear was a smile, and for Taylor in front of her, and ordering their food she knew that his smile was one of her favorite smiles. If Tay could bottle a smile and keep it for a rainy day she would keep Taylor’s smile. Or better yet if she was more confident in asking him, she would keep Taylor in a heartbeat. Love was a strange thing for Tay she didn’t understand much but love was a thing that she knew she had plenty of.
Tay laughed waving over to Taylor, as she pulled out her cell phone for a moment, checking the schedule she had made for them today she had hoped that he would enjoy the tour of London the Taylor Swift way.