- I'm a piece of shit for not updating so sorry -
⚫Taylors POV⚫
Its like he knows just what to say to turn me on. "I'm in control now" I whisper in his ear before taking a little nibble of it. My body is hugging his so close and he's getting hotter and hotter. He moans as I move along his neck. Fuck, I'm getting wet. "Don't stop" he pants. "Did I say you could speak?" I face him, noses touching and look him dead in the eyes. So fucking blue, so fucking cute. God I can't wait to ride him into the ground.
"What are you gonna do if I disobey you?" He says smirking. What a little rebel. "Now I have to shut you up," I sit up and climb over his head, legs strattling him. I move my panties to the side and sit on top of his face. His hands find my back, trying to pull me closer. His eyes look up at me, I'm gonna make him beg for it.
Then I hear the worst sound.
How could I fucking forget?! How could I be so stupid???
Simon stops and is really confused as I hop off the bed and pull my jeans on.
"Everything okay?" No where close. "I'm sorry, you have to go." I run to my kitchen to stop the alarm. Should I wait till he leaves? I'm already half an hour late.. Oh god I'll feel this tomorrow....
I slip my hand under the sensor and catch the pills. I take them with the water bottle I keep next to me dispenser.
Everything will be okay.
"What was that?" He asked. Fuck. He saw. I really thought we could be something. First time in a long time I felt more than just a one night stand... Like I could...
"You have to go, I'm sorry" I say pushing him out. He's gotten on most his clothes, and is hesitant to move. "Please." I say.
"You can talk to me Taylor." No. I can't.
"Answer me honestly... Are you okay?" He's actually concerned. Fuck why does he have to make it harder?!
"Yeah, fine, just forget this all happened" I say. Fuck. Why do I always mess up the one good chance I get with a great guy? He's so funny, and into video games, and sweet, and I could fuck him all day long and...
"But I want to see you again" he says. Things aren't that simple...
"Here" he pulls out a pen and write on my hand, just like I did his when I almost hit him with my car. Its a coffee house name, tomorrow, and 8:30. "You don't have to come, but I'd like you to." I'm speechless...why does he still want me? Clearly there's something wrong...
"Okay" I pull back to close the door as he grabs my head with both hands and kisses me. He has such soft lips, pressing on mine, moving with passion, I just want to be with him forever--
Another beep.
"I had a great time" I meant it. More than great. "Me too" he kisses me on the cheek them starts walking downthe stairwell.
Simon. You challenge my way of life, to want to trust someone when I haven't had a close friend in 3 years. You make me feel alive, instead of this dulled muted TV world. You make me want to see tomorrow. At 8:30. In that coffeeshop. Called...Aromas. Glad he wrote it on my hand or I'd forget for sure. Another side affect. I think I could really fall for you, Simon.
Fuck. Why can't I just be normal.
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Sorry guys my school musical is this week and I'm in pit band
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