When he leaves for magcon

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"Baby we gotta talk" taylor says out of no where as we lay in his bed cuddled up together. My legs Are intertwined with his as I lay my head in the crook of his neck.

"Okay .. What about?" I ask knowing that there's something wrong . I have noticed lately . He's been kinda distant.

"I got a call from our manager and I have to go to Nashville, Orlando, and California for Magcon ."

"Wait no. How long will you be gone for?" I ask holding him closer to me.

"2 and a half months baby" he runs his fingers through my hair.

What? No!

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*2 days later*

"Please don't go" I cry out begging as we walk toward Taylor's flight gate.

"Baby I'm sorry" pain and hurt flashes across his face. "I will see you in two weeks for a couple of days. Then we will see eachother again so it won't be too long" he promises.

"But I need you please don't leave" I beg holding him close as he rubs my back soothingly.

"Flight 302 is now boarding . Flight 302 for Nashville Tennessee is now boarding" the lady says and I begin to cry harder.

"It will go so fast baby I promise you I will see you soon sweetheart . I love you sooooo much baby girl it's gonna be okay. We will face time and ill call you when ever I get the chance buttercup. I promise you we will talk every day even twice a day baby. It's gonna go so fast beautiful" he promises once again and I wipe my tears.

"I'm sorry I'm being stupid I'm just gonna miss you alot. I love you so much please call me as soon as you get there" I hug him one last time.

"I will butter cup . I love you so much sweetie ill call you when I land" I nod and he kisses me sweetly before pulling away letting the kiss linger.

"Good bye" more tears fall from my eyes and sadness rushes across his face.

"Last call flight 302" the loudspeaker comes on.

"It's not good bye I will see you soon buttercup . I love you" he kisses me again and walks off.

"I love you too" I cry as I see him enter the gate. Once he's gone I start to sob and have my mom pick me up from the airport

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