The bad boy (Taylor Caniff fan fic)

The lake

I woke up to find Taylor still asleep beside me with his shirt off. I close my eyes as I snuggle farther into his chest, his arms instinctively wrapping around me pulling me closer.

I let out a sigh of happiness and a smile makes it way on to my face.

I know I decided to ignore Taylor, I know I decided to push him away but I can't no matter how hard I try.

I am falling for Taylor Caniff, and it's very slowly.

The best pert if it all is that I'm not sorry.

I feel him touch my hair lightly and I look up to see him staring down at me. 

"hey sexy," He winks and I laugh lightly. 

"shuddup Taylor," I push his arm lightly. 

"I need to use the bathroom." He announces running out of my room. 

I smile falling back in bed thinking about everything thats changed in my life since my english teacher assigned us partners. 

I was snapped out of my thoughts by the dinging of Taylors phone, the first time I ignored it, the second time I still ignored it, the third time I looked. 

Jessica: Taylor are you still coming over later? My parents are gone (; 

Jessica: Taylor baby come oveerrr 

Jessica: Babbyyyy come over, I need you. (; <3 

I felt the tears well up in my eyes, I thought he was starting to feel something for me too but hes still fucking around. 

I fell for the player and I should of realized this before but there is no changing a player. 

I was just a game. 

I was just a toy. 

The tears rolled down my face, staining my cheeks as each tear gently rolled down. 

I heard the door open and Taylor's footsteps echo through the hallway. 

Using one of my hands I quickly wiped the tears away and put his phone back. 

Taylor jumps back into my bed wrapping his arms around me, pulling me closer than before. 

        "Get off," I say softly at first but when I hear Taylor chuckle anger starts to fill my body. 

        "Get off!" I say louder and I feel his arms wrap loosen around me as I quickly dart out of his arms. 

        "Whats your problem?" He smirks. 

        "You're my problem! I am not one of your girls Taylor, you can't make me fall and then screw me just to leave me in the corner crying." I yell waving my hands around to emphasize my point.

        "Who said you were one of my girls? Who said I cared for you at all? Who said I wanted to even touch you?" He asks crossing his hands over his chest his brown eyes piercing into mine. 

        "Then why are you here?" I ask the tears running down my face. 

He steps forward coming face to face with me.

        "I don't know why I'm here, I don't understand why I come back but all I know is that you Riley  Campbell are not one of my girls. I don't know if I should be happy or sad about that. 

I look up at him all hint of sarcasm and cockiness gone, his eyes swirling with all kinds of emotion. 

Confusion, sadness, and...