My comfort. A Tayvis story - Chapter 1: Chapter 1

Taylor's POV
Travis is my best friend. Always has been. Since we were 13 actually.
Joe told me I was too clingy and to give him some space, so of course I am hanging out with my best friend.
Right now Travis and I are sitting on his couch under a blanket and my head is on his shoulder while his arm is around mine.
People have always thought that we were more than friends, not true by the way. We have always just been the only ones that truly understand each other to the bone.
We are just sitting in silence, not awkward or anything but nice. It allows me to just think without any extra noise.
"You know you are my number one right?" I ask as I look up at him. Even though I have a boyfriend I will always see Travis as my person.
"I know Tay, and you know you are mine, right?" He answers back, looking down into my eyes.
"I know Travis" I say and I close my eyes.
We fall back into the same silence again.
I breathe in his scent. Not in a weird way, but a comforting way.
He has always been my comfort place and that will never change.
Travis' POV
Taylor is the only thing that is consistent in my life. She is my best friend. But she doesn't know that I don't want to be only her friend.
I have always had feelings for her if I am being honest. I have had to watch her go through so much heart break and so much pain throughout her life and I know this may sound weird but it makes me feel like I am worth something.
She has given up so much and cut people out of her life but she has never even distanced herself from me.
We have gotten into arguments of course but they have only ever been about what is right for her.
I am so sick of watching her go through pain.
I will always be here for her, no matter what.
This right here is what makes me happy. Her in my arms. I don't know if I will ever tell her but I am aloud to think it.
I just wish that one day she will know how I truly feel.
"You are so cuddly you know?" I chuckle as I look down at her
"I'm sorry" she says in a very soft voice that I can barely even hear and pulls away. It breaks my heart.
"No Tay, I love it" I tell her and pull her back into my arms
"Oh. But Joe always complains that I am too clingy or too attached" she tells me and I cringe at his name but I can't let her know the hatred I have for him
"Well he is wrong. He doesn't know how lucky he is, I promise you that" I say and kiss the top of her head
"Thank you Trav" she says whispering
"Hey, how about we make some cookies?" I ask her in a cheery voice, trying to brighten her up
"Oooo yes!" She exclaims and her mood has totally shifted
After a few hours we have made about 6 dozen cookies. That's a lot. But it's what makes her happy, and seeing her happy makes me happy
"These are so good Tay" I tell her with my mouth full of cookie as she hops on the counter and takes a bite
I can't help but find her so mesmerizing. Her hair all natural and curly, her bare face all sweet and soft, her baggy t-shirt and little shorts, and the way her smile brightens up her whole face.
I am one of the few people that get to see her like this.
"They are! Maybe we missed our calling" she says in a sarcastic voice while taking another bite of the cookie in her hand
"At least we have a plan for when we are all old and rusty" I say as I hop up on the counter with her
"Rusty?" She asks and looks at me with her one eyebrow raised
"Yes, we will be old and our bones will squeak when we move" I say matter of factly
We both bust out laughing and she falls into my shoulder
"Want to go watch some greys?" She asks me all chirpy and looks at me with her big blue eyes, pouting
Of course I can't say no to that
"Well when you ask like that of course" I say and roll my eyes pretending to be annoyed
I hop off of the counter and begin to walk over to the couch but I realize she is not following. I turn backs round and see her pouting at me, waiting for me to help her off of the counter
I sigh and walk back over, shaking my head
"Up please" she says giggling as she reaches for me
I pick her up and bring her over to the couch. We get back under the blanket and turn on greys anatomy. I wrap my arms around her and she sighs into my chest.
After a few episodes her phone rings and I read who it is, Joe. I never liked him and I never will. End of discussion.
She picks up her phone and sighs while answering it
"What?" She says in a formal tone
I don't know what he is saying but all I hear is his high pitched voice yelling into the phone, she pulls it away from her ear because of how loud it is.
"Fine" she says and hangs up harshly, her tone has completely changed. It was angry and sounded like she was over whatever he was yapping about
"Are you okay Tay?" I ask as we sit up more
"Sure. I just don't understand" she says as she rubs her face. "He complains that I am around too much, but when I finally give home space he complains that I am cheating on him. I am so sick of it" she tells me and pushes her face into my chest with her hand in a ball covering her face
"Shhh it's okay. It's all gonna be okay" I whisper into her ear and rub her back and head, stuffing my face into her hair
We stay like this for awhile but eventually she sits up "I should probably go before he comes and gets me himself" she says as we stand up and walk over to the front door
"I guess so. Just know that if you need me I am right here" I tell her as I take her face into my hands and look into her beautiful blue eyes
"Thank you" she whispers and we wrap our arms tightly around each other
"I love you Trav" she says a minute late and pulls away just enough to look at me
"I love you" I say back and kiss her head and give her one last hug before she walks out and drives away
I love that girl more than I love myself.