I Looked Across and Fell In Love

Chapter 8

WARNING: THERE IS A BIT OF SEXUAL REFERENCES (NOTHING GRAPHIC) BUT THE IDEA IS THERE.

[Taylor's POV]

I am awoken by the sudden light in my bedroom. I rub my eyes and check the time, 2:13 am, before rolling over towards the door. When my eyes and brain finally connect I leap out of bed, all sleepiness washing out of my body. He pulls me into a tight embrace. I breathe in his scent, I nearly forgot the one simple, but very important detail about him. Im shaking, the excitement taking over my body.

"I thought you weren't going to be here until tomorrow morning!" I practically shout at him. He picks me up and my legs straddle his torso. 

"I couldn't wait that long" is all Ed whispers back to me.

I look up at him and my cheeks are tear stained, a few still lingering in my eyes. Ed looks so concerned. "I just missed you so much." I whisper back at him. I finally peel myself off of him and he puts me on my feet again. We just stare at one another for a while. Smiling.  I dont think I could stop smiling even if I tried. Suddenly the look in his eyes change.  Mine mimic his. We are suddenly back in each others arms during in a very intense, passionate kiss. I begin to think things are about to start when he pulls away.  But when he roughly, but full of love and lust, pushes me down on the bed, I was certain things where beginning.  But when we start tearing at each others clothing, its all down hill from there.

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[Ed's POV]

I just finished pouring my cup of coffee when I hear footsteps, Taylor's of course.  I look over at her and smile. Her hair is every where and she is wearing some of my clothing, what I had been wearing last night when I arrived, which made her just THAT more sexy. She is beautiful no matter what she looks like but seeing her like this made me want her all over again.

"Morning, gorgeous," I say as she approaches me.

"Ed." She nods. Taylor is not the most talkative in the morning.

"Taylor..." I say with a sly smile, hoping she is awake enough to understand my vague reference.  I look over at her to see her blushing, indicating she knew exactly what I was thinking about.

Taylor picks up my coffee cup and takes a sip. "Would you, perhaps like some too?" I ask glaring at her, both of us grinning. 

After a few more sips shes already a lot more Taylor-like, "perhaps you will just get another for yourself?" She grins, and I turn around to grab another mug.  As I pour coffee into the new cup she says, "You know... people shout my name at me all day,  fans, paparazzi... well, you know..." I sit down across from her at the table, very confused as to where she is going with this,  as she continues,  "but I don't think I've ever heard it being called so many times..." she says, matter-of-factly. Once again,  I glare at her.

"Come to think of it, I think the same could be said for me." I retort. We both start laughing uncontrollably.  By the time we finally relax, our coffees are both finished. 

"Well," Taylor says, standing up and putting her mug in the sink, "I quite enjoyed yelling your name... we should do again sometime," she winks at me. I look at her in shock, I had no idea she could ever say such a thing!

"Can't wait," is all I can spit out. It's not your typical "sexy talk" but it was a whole new level for Taylor, so I tried the same level. She lets out a quiet giggle, so I feel that I have done well.

A/N: YAAYY. SHORT BUT SWEET. DON'T WORRY, IM NOT GONNA GET TAY PREGGERS.... IM JUST AS SICK OF READING THAT AS YOU ARE! SO YEAH. COMMENT ANY IDEAS FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER! THANKS FOR STICKING AROUND!!