I think i've seen this film before...

chapter six

Joe's pov

I wake up with soft blonde hair in my mouth and a head on my chest. Confused, I pull the hair out and glance down at the person sleeping on my chest. As soon as my eyes meet Taylor's beautiful face everything comes rushing back. Her sleeping in my bed, her boyfriend, her in my clothes, (I smile at that thought.)
As I stroke the stray strands of hair away from her face I take in once again just how beautiful she really is. Her hair shines like the sun, her eyes sparkle like the ocean and her skin looks softer than silk.
Then I begin to gain more consciousness and realise that she probably shouldn't be lying on me. Technically she still had a boyfriend, even if we were going to deal with that in a couple of hours.
I gently push her off me, careful to make sure that she stays asleep. The last thing I wanted was for her to wake up and find us in this compromising situation.
I finally managed to get out of my bed and drag myself towards the shower. In the shower I couldn't stop myself thinking about Tayor, how pretty she is, how sexy she is. Her perfectly shaped breasts and never ending legs, I could stare at them forever.
I looked down and realized that I was now extremely hard, don't blame me, love made me crazy.

I felt amazing after that shower. I had gotten both clean and some relief for the tension that had been building up ever since Taylor has been in my bed. (*insert smirk face*)
I walked downstairs and started to make pancakes for our breakfast, hopefully she likes pancakes. I know she probably doesn't want to eat, but I need to try and help her put something into her body.
Today is the day that me and Taylor will go and confront Adam. I'm a bit nervous but it must be nothing compared to what Taylor is feeling. Speaking of Taylor she picks that exact moment to come sleepily down the stairs, her eyes barely open, still dressed in my shirt and sweatpants. She still looks every bit as cute as she did last night, even with her messy hair, crusty eyes and unbalanced walk.
"Good morning darling!" I say, my voice full of love.
"Morning," She says, her voice barely audible. "Watcha making," She jumps onto one of the bar seats and observes me cooking. "That looks good." She says this a little louder and I take note of her sexy morning voice.
"I'm making us chocolate chip pancakes. My mum always used to make these for me when I was a kid and I guess I never got over them." She laughs.
"Well they look delicious."
She suddenly goes silent and turns away.  "Taylor, what's wrong? You know you can always talk to me."
A few tears fall down her face, then a couple more until she's a complete mess. I rush over to her and try to calm her down.
"Shhh baby, everything is going to be okay." I continue to hold her tight, not wanting to ever let go. Once she has calmed down I ask her what happened.
"He never used to cook for me because he said that I would get too fat so I always had to do the cooking. But I could never eat it. I wish I was able to enjoy your cooking without feeling bad. I wish I could eat like a normal person but I will just get too fat and then no one will ever like me."
"Taylor, you are not fat and eating normally will not make you fat. To stay healthy you need to eat, I would never forgive myself if something bad happened to you because I didn't try hard enough to get you to eat. And even if you were fat I'd still think that you were the most beautiful person in the world. Your eyes are as blue as the shimmering oceans of Fiji, and your hair is golden like the daylight that your smile brings to everyone around you."
Taylor has completely lost herself, sobbing onto Joe's shoulder while listening to his heartfelt speech.
"Do you really mean all that," she whispers.
"I've never meant anything more."
"Thank you Joe, you didn't need to do any of this for me but you did and I'm so thankful for that. I'm scared. To think where I would be right now if you didn't.

Taylor's pov
Later that day...

Being with Joe feels so right. He always knows exactly what to say and when to say it, he even got me to eat half a pancake this morning. I just want to stay with him forever and never consider rant consequences. He is my home.
We are currently in his car on our way to Adams house. Words cannot describe how terrified I am right now, just the thought of seeing his face again is my nightmare, let alone trying to have a conversation with him.
"How are you feeling baby?" Joe asks, obviously noticing how tense I am.
"Honestly, I just can't wait for this to be finished and for him to finally be out of my life. I'm fucking terrified about seeing him but I can't wait to finally leave.
After about 20 minutes of driving we pull up to Adam's house and Joe opens my door, he doesn't realise how nice that is but I do.
Walking up to the front door I am reminded of a time back when I really loved him, before he started drinking and getting angry, when we were just a normal couple. With a sudden rush of confidence I knocked, then took a step back and grabbed Joe's hand. He squeezed it three times and I instantly calmed down. Together we waited until we heard heavy footsteps stomping towards the door. The handle turned, and the door opened to reveal...

Lol definitely haven't had that sitting there half finished for like 2 weeks.
I LOVE SOUR!!!! If you haven't listened to it you need to. It's been on repeat for the last 10 hours😂
Also which re-recording do you think is coming  next???
Please vote and comment if you enjoyed it, it's really good motivation for me xx 💋❤️