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Cameron Dallas &Taylor Caniff Part 3

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You woke up, with a phonecall from Taylor. "Hello?" you say with your morning voice. "Get dressed, we're going to get food." He says. "I just woke up." You groan sitting up. "It's 1 o'clock." He chuckles as you rub your head. "Oh shit." You giggle throwing the covers off of you. "Alright, I'll be ready in 5." You say hanging up the phone.

You slip on a flowy white lace dress, applying small amounts of makeup. You threw your hair up into a messy bun hearing the doorbell. You manage your way down the steps, seeing Taylor with the usual bandana. "Ready?" he smiles as you give back a small grin. You hop in his car as he starts driving over to the small shop. "Have you talked to him lately?" he asks as you both stand in line. "Sometimes." You shrug your shoulders remembering the past night...
~Flashback
You tap your fingers against your phone screen. You close your eyes, waiting for the ringing. You press speaker phone waiting for his voicemail. You knew he wasn't going to pick up anyways. You called three times already today.
"Please leave your messages after the beep."
Beep
"I'm done Cameron. Waiting for you to call me and everything. I've had it with this relationship. If you want to talk about it, then make an effort because otherwise this whole thing is over. I can't be waiting on for someone I love who won't even answer my calls or texts. I sound pathetic even saying this, but Taylor was right. I deserve better. Don't bother calling or texting, I'm done."
You press the red button hoping all of this was a dream. It sadly wasn't though.
~
You felt as if you were officially broken up, you were now single.
"That's good I guess." Taylor says as he starts to pick up his cup. You both were getting frozen yogurt. You started to fill them up, with your favorite yogurt flavors. Finally, heading over to the fruit bar, you both add your favorite toppings, with whipped cream on the top.
"Is it together or separate?" the cashier asks as you hold your own cup. "Separate."
"Together."
You shot your eyes over to Taylor who smirks over to you. He took your cup from your hands placing it on the stand next to his. "I got it." He says smiling to you. "Thank you." You smile appreciatively. You both sit down as you start to eat. Each time you look at Taylor, his eyes would meet yours. You couldn't leave them, as if he was holding it in his daze.

"You need someone better." He adds as he eats a bite of his yogurt. "You said that already." You respond smiling to yourself. "It's true though, I know how he messes with girls." This time he was angrily stabbing his cup. "We've been together for so long, I can't help but think that he'd actually hurt me."
"People change, y/n."
You knew he was right. Taylor was always right when it comes to these things. You simply nod your head, continuing to eat. "Cameron wouldn't change...would he?" you ask hoping for an answer. Taylor clenched his teeth together as he somewhat shrugged his shoulders. "I want to say no... but c'mon. You and I both know him."
~
"Want to come inside?" you ask him as you open the car door. Taylor put his car in park as he followed you in the house. Taylor walks up to your bedroom with the numerous amounts of times he's been in your house. He made himself comfortable, as he jumps onto your bed. You turn on your TV as you sit down next to him. You watch Taylor as he notices all of the tissues that were on the ground. "You haven't been crying have you?" he looks to you.
You nod your head lying right to his face. "I'm okay, I swear."
He shakes it off as you continue to think about the missed calls and texts from Cameron this morning. You never answered them or had the decency to.
You then feel eyes on you. You turn to see Taylor as he continues to watch you. "What?" you laugh feeling some redness on your cheeks. "You're beautiful." He speaks out. You feel your eyes widen as you look at him. "Taylor..." you say as you put your hand on his chest. It was warm, warmer than Cameron's to say. He moves closer to you, placing his hand on your thigh. "Listen to me, I don't want you to not feel good enough. You've been through a lot, but I'm here to say that you mean a lot to me."
"Aw, I love you." You grin. "No, you have to mean it." He refuses.
"I do." You say rethinking. You actually did love him, but never confessed it to him or anyone else, not even yourself. "I love you too." He smiles.
You feel his hands cup onto your cheeks, as he brings you close. Before you knew it, his lips were pressed against yours. You felt shocked at one point, but smiled within the kiss. You kiss him back, feeling his hand inch down to your lower back. You felt the passion he put within the kiss, he pressed hard against your lips, but not too hard. You loved every minute of it.

You felt his tongue slide below your bottom lip until you heard and felt the door swing open. You pull away looking at the figure. Taylor stood up from you, almost as if he were scared.
"What the fuck is going on here?" he says.

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