Be in Love With Me Alone (Tayley)

19: When All Security Fails

Chapter 19:

Hayley’s POV:

*Flash back*

“And is Taylor coming in as well?” He asked as he wrote down a prescription.

“No!” I half shouted.

He shot his head up from the notepad. “oh.”

“Taylor must know nothing about this.”

He nodded. “Alright Mrs. York.” He smiled.  “You are free to leave.”

He ripped off the page and handed me the paper.

I nodded and thanked him on my way out.

Not once looking back.

*Present*

It had been a little over 6 weeks since the last time Taylor and I were intimate.

We haven’t gone this long since we’ve been dating.

And truth be told, I missed his skin on mine.

I missed his muffled moans on my skin.

And the way his hands made me fall in love with him all over again.

He brushes my thigh slightly as we cuddle under the blankets.

I look up to him and smile. His eyes sparkle like a child who got desert before dinner.

I only giggle and pull away from him completely.

“Oh come on Hayles.” He groans. “It’s been forever.”

I shake my head and slightly kiss his lips. “Patience babe.”

“I’ve been patient.” He protests while pulling me close to his body.

I take a deep breath. “I’m just really tired babe.”

He exhales in frustration. “Alright.”

He kisses my forehead and I turn my body to face the opposite direction.

I couldn’t fall in the temptation.

Which only seems to grow bigger when he hooks his arm around my waist and pull me closer to his body.

**

The next day I am slowly packing my stuff into the tour bus.

Taylor and the guys went out to eat.

Kat and I decided to stay in and clean up the bus.

At this point it had become tradition.

We had music softly playing in the back ground as Bliss was sleeping in her bed.

“Kat?” I asked as she was putting away some groceries.

“Yes?” She looked over to me with a warm smile.

“This embarrassing of me to ask.”

“Nonsense, you can ask me anything.”

I smile. “Uh,” I cleared my throat. “How long have you Jeremy gone without being you know,” I sighed, “intimate?”

“oh.” She grows a little stiff. “Oh. Uh,” she giggles nervously.

“It’s okay. Don’t answer.”