One more night

Chapter 1

*Taylor ------->*

 *Taylors POV*

        It was a late night in September, as I walked down the streets of London, England. I slowly approached the door of a very small apartment building. The cold September air blew, making chills go down my spine. My blonde hair swirled around me as I knocked loudly at the door. My sharp, icy blue eye's shot up as the door opened. I quickly hid as much as my face as I could when I looked up at the boy in front of me. He was tall, about 19, and his black hair was all over the place. His brown eyes looked tired and his undershirt and boxers were wrinkled from sleep. I grabbed my long, black trench coat and pulled it safely around me.

        "Taylor," he said with shock and a slight hint of embarrassment, "Come in!" He lightly grabbed my hand and led me inside to his living room. We both took a seat, and the boy look down at himself and then said, "I'll be right back." With that, he left the room, leaving me alone. I stood up and took off my trench coat and laid in on the back of the couch. I wore a black, long sleeve shirt with a ripped up white skull tee on top. My black skinny jeans had rips all the way down the legs to were my knee-high converses met. I looked in a nearby mirror and saw my blonde hair was all over the place, and quickly fixed it. 

     The living room was a small cozy place. It had a single window on the north side, facing the street, with a black couch underneath. Two circular glass side lamps sat on either end, and there was a round, glass coffetable in front of the couch with a few magazines in the middle. The television was of normal standards and was pushed against the south wall, and a door was off to the side, leading to the kitchen.  I looked behind me and noticed there was a small hallway to the left, leading to the bedroom and bathroom. I sighed and sat down on the couch.

        The boy walks into the room and takes a seat and looks at me. He wore a pair of black skinny jeans and a pair of all stars. He quickly puts on hisSleeping with Sirens: With Ears to See, and Eyes to Hear band shirt. I look at the boy and tears begin to stream down my face. The boy quickly pulls me into a hug and I bury my face into his chest as I let tears pour. He gentle strokes the back of my head and says, "Taylor, what's wrong?"

        "Jeremy........ He................ He hit me again, then.... then he..........." I said as I trailed off into more tears. "He beat me so bad, then he slapped me and said it was over. I..... I didn't know who else to turn to, Blade." I said as begin to sob. He just pulls me closer as a response. "Blade, what do I do?" I ask him. Blade looks me in the eyes, kisses my cheek, and hugs me.

        "Taylor, darling, look at me! Now," he says as I look him in his eyes, "You need to forget him. Do you have anywhere to go?" I shake my head no and he nods his head. I let out a sigh and hug him once more. I almost cry at the thought of seeing Jeremy again. I get a thought in my head and look Blade in the eyes.

         "Why do you ask?" I say to him, curiosity filling my eyes. His eyes go wide. "What?" I ask him again. He looks away from me and says something in-audiable. "Come again?" I say to Blade.

        "Taylor, you can stay here with me if you want to. You don't have to if you don't want to! I would completely underst..." Blade says as I cut him off.

        "I would love to! Thank you so much for the offer." I say in a rush as I smiled and hugged him. Secretly, I loved him to death, and I have known him since grade school. But I know he would never go out with me, so I keep it hidden. Blade just stares at me in shock as I hug him. I look at him and let out a little laugh, and kiss him on the cheek. "Are you okay?" I say as I look at him.

        Blade blushes and hides his face. I stand up and grab my trench coat and put it on. Blade gives me a curious look. I tie my trench coat and walk over to him. He stands up and wraps his arms around my waist and looks at me. "What are you doing? And where are you going?" He asks in a playful tone. 

        "Well, if I am going to move in; I am going to have to get my stuff, am I correct?" I say to him, as I wrap my arms around his neck. He chuckles and pulls me into a hug, just as the door-bell rings. Blade and I groan in unsion.

        "I'll get it!" Blade says, irritation flowing through his words. He walks out of the room and I hear him open the door. "Hey Taylor, could you come here please?" He says with a pissed tone. I gulp and slowly walk to the door. 

        "Ya, Blade?" I ask as I walk over to him, shaking slightly. I stop half-way to him when I notice whose at the door. It was..............