Taylor locked the door and walked down the street. Lately, she'd been doing this more often. Getting lost on the pavements of Nashville, looking at people playing guitar or enjoying the warmth of the sun. People having fun with their friends. There were also plenty of couples eating ice cream together or kissing in the middle of the street, but she tried to avoid them. What was usually a source of inspiration for her, was now something she didn't want to see.
It wasn't that it hurt her or brought tears to her eyes or anything like that. It just reminded her of the emptiness she had felt inside her after Harry had left. She was fine, she really was. But with every couple she saw, she felt the memories taking a bit more power over her. And with the tour starting in only a couple of weeks, she didn't need that.
So she headed towards a little cafe on the edge of the city centre. It was usually filled with tourists taking photos of everything they saw. She was often an interesting subject for them, and of course for fans who wanted to take pictures with her. They were the ones who made her days a little brighter. But today, the cafe looked pretty quiet. The only people Taylor could see through the window were some old men playing chess. She opened the door and walked towards her favourite spot right by the window. While she was looking at the menu trying to choose a latte, she felt someone's eyes on her. She looked up, trough the window and she saw someone standing on the other side of the street, looking right at her. He was wearing jeans and a plaid shirt. His hair looked like he had just gotten out of bed and the look on his face was one of surprise, joy and apprehension at the same time. It was Taylor Lautner, whose heart she had broken two years ago. Seeing his face again made her spine tingle in a funny way. The feelings of remorse washed over her again. His eyes were locked on hers and neither of them moved.
She had seen him since it happened, of course. At award shows, occasions like that. He had even come to one of her Speak Now shows. But those times, there had been thousands of people in the same room. It was nothing like this, where it seemed as if they were the only two people in the world.
The moment of tension was interrupted by a waitress, asking her what she wanted to order. Taylor blinked and quickly looked at the menu. She ordered a maple latte and the waitress left her table. She looked outside, but he was gone.