Taylor Caniff

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"Taylor, where do you want me to put my overnight bag?" I say to my boyfriend of six months. He finally talked me in to spending the night when it was storming really bad. He made sure to tell me to bring an overnight bag the day I came to hangout. He appears in the doorway wearing a towel and water droplets slide down his bare chest down to below the towel.

"In my room by the closet, beautiful." He says before turning back into the bathroom. I walk to his room and set my bag down before sliding into my running shorts, one of Tay's shirts that he gave me to wear and throw my hair up in a messy bun. "Woah."

"What?"

"You look so beautiful, baby girl." He says as his arms snake around my waist and pull me in. "So pertty." His words made me laugh before he jumped on the bed and patted the spot next to him. "Gonna join me?"

"Yeah, just let me go brush my teeth." I walk to his bathroom and brush my teeth, wash my face, and do all the other things that us girls do before we go to bed. I walk back into the bedroom and see Taylor almost asleep.

"Sorry, I am just really tired babe. Come cuddle." I slide in between the sheets and snuggle up as close as I can to him. His hand rests loosely on my hip while my head lays on his chest. I trace the outline of his abs and the hem of his boxers while falling asleep listening to his heartbeat. "This feels like home." I hear before I fall asleep.

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