Oh, hello … This is part one of two, and was inspired by this picture that ducky17 posted, like, three months ago. I started this right after she posted it, and then a few weeks later she posted her first chapter, and I put this aside, but then feels came back and I figured the stories are different enough. (And my motto is ‘Everyone write it!’ so I should heed my own words, I guess.)
Anyway, like I said, this is the result of on and off writing for a couple of months … And I do plan to post a second part, which I’ve only JUST started. So, not sure when it’ll show up. But I think this part is about as done as it’s going to get, and I hope getting it out there will free up headspace for part two and other fics I’ve been working on.
Also, I figured with all the angst over episode 1, maybe it would be nice to have a clean slate/tabula rasa type fic, where they’re only just meeting each other. *shrugs* I don’t know, I just hope you like it! (Tags are at the bottom.)
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Rae has just finished re-alphabetizing the punk section when she feels something warm curl around her ankle. She tenses momentarily before realizing who it is.
“Back again, Sandi?”
The cat purrs, rubs its head once more against her ankle/ and then leaps up onto the bins, surprisingly nimble for an animal of its size. Laying back across a row of CDs and pulling its paws up to under its chin, the cat knows exactly what it’s doing.
Rae reaches out to scratch it behind the ears briefly, a rueful smile on her lips. “I know what you’re after …” She makes her way over to the break room, and opens the door that reads: “Employees Only! KEEP OUT” glancing behind her. “Well? Are ya comin’ or not?”
The cat jumps to the floor and pads through the doorway like it was one of the crew at ShipWreckords. It’s been coming to the store almost every day for the past three weeks, having walked in with one of the customers the first time, surprising Rae when it sprang onto the counter and rubbed its whiskers on the corner of the till.
She had been a little annoyed at first, but the cat was so friendly and affectionate, purring and trilling and butting its little furry head against the back of her hand to be petted, she couldn’t help but fall a little bit in love.
| Requested by ashleiqhf: Hi, me again, I really loved the first one you wrote for me so I was hoping you could do another one. Can it be at digi fest where Johnson and Y/n see each other for the first time after the break up. The entire time his trying to talk to her but she won’t allow it. When him and Jack perform on stage singing distance he sings it to her.
“(y/n)!” I heard fans yell around me. I happily smiled at them and walked over to have a little chat and to take pictures.
I was currently at Digi and it was one of my favorite events of all time. I got to perform, see my friends and meet fans. I always had a good time at these type of things. And it also made me forget about things I had going on in my mind.
Like Jack Johnson.
We broke it off two weeks ago and I hadn’t talked to him since. We broke up in a very… strange way.
I don’t know… I thought we were doing well, until he suddenly said he needed ‘space’. So without asking, I nodded and walked away from him. Stupid, I know. But I was so fed up with him that I didn’t even bother anymore.
But the thing is, I knew Jack and Jack were going to be here too. So that fucking sucks.
I tried to keep my mind off the fact that he was here somewhere, but it didn’t really work. The entire time, I was terrified to talk to him or even see him. Of course I wasn’t over him, but if this is what he wanted, I had to live with it.
“(y/n)!” I turned around, expecting to face a fan, but when I realized who’s voice it belonged to I quickly walked away. “(y/n)! Please.” It’s definitely him.
A year ago, I was checking my email when I saw the “taylorswift is now following you” email from Tumblr, and I completely lost it. I literally checked each letter of her name because I couldn’t believe it was really her. After two likes and five weeks after following me, Taylor reblogged me and I sat on the floor crying while she lurked on my blog and liked my posts. I couldn’t believe it because I was just a small blog no one knew about, but somehow she did.
I always imagined that if I ever got a picture with Taylor, it would be at some red carpet event and that I would just be another face in the crowd. Never in my wildest dreams did I think she would track me down and know who I was, but that’s what happened at iHeart Radio Music Awards. Being the awesome person she is, she had liked some of my posts throughout the week but never the ones about the event because she wanted to surprise us.
Thank you @taylorswift for giving me the best year of my life and for giving me an experience that I will forever hold dear in my heart. Those 10/15 minutes were everything. When I hugged Taylor that day, it was the exact moment I was finally able to relate to Clean because there was so much that I was still holding onto, and that day I was able to let it all go.. From the relatable lyrics and speeches to the amazing swifties that I got to meet this year, and for giving me the chance to meet you for the first time, thank you Taylor. I can’t wait to see what you do next, and for the Grammy Awards so you can add 7 more to your collection :). Love you :*