The bad boy (Taylor Caniff fan fic)

Torture.

I wake up to the sunlight hitting me straight in the face. 

        "Wake up sweetheart," My mom's gentle voice makes me crack a small smile. 

I instantly hiss in pain because of how dry my lips are. 

        "Breakfast is ready," My mom says pulling back my covers as the sudden coldness makes goosebumps appear on my arms. 

        "Not hungry," I mumble. 

She shoots me a sad look before walking out of my room.

Spring break is over and it was time for school again. 

I looked at myself in the mirror, the fact that I lost weight was noticeable. 

I haven't really eaten anything since the Taylor thing. 

I've just laid in bed and sobbed my eyes out. 

I still don't understand why he would lead me on. 

The memory still in my mind and the tears gather in my eyes again. 

It's been almost a week and Taylor hasn't once tried to contact me, it's not like I wanted him too because if he did then I would probably let him back in, in a heart beat but it hurt that he didn't care enough to try. 

I sighed standing up, losing my balance for a couple seconds. 

Grabbing a pair of jean shorts and a tanktop, I slip them on quickly. 

Throwing on a Hollister Jacket and some converses. 

(A/N if you can't tell, I am in love with converses) 

Grabbing my backpack, I quickly run out the door. 

*Skipping Car ride* 

I walk into the school, to see everyone happy and buzzing.

How can they be so happy, when I'm not? Its not fair!'

I slammed my locker with a bang, attracting a few peoples attention. 

I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and I stiffen. 

        "Taylor.." I start but I turn around to see Charlie.

One of my best guy friends. 

        "Who's Taylor?" He asks and I shake my head, giving him a small smile. 

        "Nobody Taylor is nobody." 

        "I was wondering if you want to go out for pizza tonight?" Charlie asks shooting me a smile, his hands in his pockets. 

        "Uhh sure," I smile. 

        "Charlie Frankberg!" A voice yelled through the hallway. 

I turn around to see Taylor. 

        "Oh man," I groan. 

        "What?" He asks smirking at Taylor. 

I feel two pairs of arms wrap around my waist pulling me into a hard chest. 

My breathing quickened and my heartbeat sped up. 

        "She's mine, you're not going to take her for dinner. You're not going anywhere near her." He said through gritted teeth. 

        "Or what?" Charlie asks. 

        "Or this." 

All of a sudden a fist flies up and hits Charlie in the face, blood gushing out of his nose. 

        "Okay, man. Fine" Charlie mumbles walking away. 

There goes my date. 

        "What the hell Taylor!" I yell shooting him a nasty glare. 

        "I can't let you go." 

        "You made the choice!" I yell as people around us start to stare. 

        "It was a stupid choice!" He says pulling me closer, burrying his face in the crook of my neck. 

        "Taylor --" I start but he cuts me off. 

        "I just want you, only you. I love you Riley. You're so beautiful." He pauses before continueing, "Be my girlfriend," 

I look up at him, shock evident on my face. 

        "Taylor.. I" I start but don't finish. 

I turn around and run out of the halls, out of the school, far away. 

I need time to think. 

I need space to breath. 

I need help.