𝓟𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓮 𝓑𝓸𝔂

CHAPTER 40

"you want me to come with you?" I ask him. I was in shock because it's his fathers funeral and it's quite personal to him and I thought he might want to just spend it with his family.

"yeah, and to meet my family, they would love you" he says softly, rubbing my knee.

I knew how much his father meant to him and sending him off might be a little hard for him so I do want to be there for him.

"If you want me to come and you don't mind because i know it's your dads funeral and because it's quite a sensitive subject for you, but if you want me to come then ill come. happily." I say back to him, giving him a warm smile letting him know he has my support fully. that time away from each other let us know how much support and communication is key when we're going through something. so I wanted to be there for him.

"I love you" he says softly, looking deeply in my eyes and then down at my lips.

he leans in giving me a kiss on the lips.

"I love you too." I say, my hand going against his cheek looking into his eyes.

"your sunbed looks comfier." I say randomly with a grin on my face. yes, there the same, completely the same but I just wanted to cuddle with him.

"does it now?" he says, with a grin on his face moving over so I can lie next to him.

I get up from my sunbed and move over to his, lying down and he pulls me in to his chest and starts playing with my hair.

I feel my eyes getting heavy and then I feel him stop messing with my hair.

"don't stop" I say softly taking his hand and bringing it back up to my head so he can mess with my hair again. the only thing that can send me to sleep normally.

I then fall asleep. In his arms. I felt protected when around him. especially everything that happened with me being shot, even if it was ages ago I still found it hard falling asleep and stuff so him being right because next to  me and holding me helped.

i think it was about 45 minutes later I wake up to water splashing on me.

I jolt up and wipe the water that was in my face out my face.

"sorry taylor" Elis says with a little laugh at the end.

"It's okay" I say laughing too, moving the hair out my face.

we spend a few more hours at the beach shack with everybody until it was getting quite late so me and Noah decided to leave. we already had dinner there, we ordered Japanese food and ate it there. It was so good. we hadn't had takeaway food for a while. Noah was a full on chef and I was a baker so we didn't eat out a lot. normally just ate homemade food on the sofa while watching Netflix. which is the best way to eat food. pair it with Netflix.

once we get home we decide just to go straight to bed but we watched the tv in there before actually going to sleep. It was getting quite late but not too late to watch Netflix.

I'm pretty sure we have watched every film and series and documentary that has ever been on Netflix and we're just re watching them not realising we've watched it before, but oh well.

we put this film and get comfy in bed. I put my hair in a quick messy ponytail and get into bed pulling the covers up to me because it was cold and nuzzling into his chest. he put his arms around me and started to play with my hair again while we watched the film.

"so, when is the funeral?" I say randomly. I didn't want to mention it a lot but when it was mentioned I wanted it to be the right time if that makes sense.

"Next Wednesday" he says looking into my eyes while rubbing my hand.

"not long then, when are we going to leave for the uk?" I say with a comforting smile.

"in a few days I think" he says, returning me back a smile.

"you don't have to come by the way of you don't want to, don't think your getting pressured into going. I know it's a lot going to a funeral and meeting my family" he says rubbing my hand once again.

"hey listen" I start off bringing my hand to his cheek

"I want to come. meet your family and for them to meet me. you look up to all of your family, every single one of them so much and you can tell. the way you talk about them and the little things like what you have been brought up to do and just the small things. all that you can just tell the love you have for your family and honesty it's admirable. the way you look up to them and everything.  Especially your dad, and you proved that when he passed away, you didn't take it well and grieved so hard more than anyone can imagine and you still miss him so much now, and that proves how much of a role model he was to you. and I bet he is so proud of you and the person you have become. you followed your dreams and your a professional chef, I bet your dad is the proudest father on this planet. I never had and don't have a close relationship with my family, the closest I did have was with my father, and now he is gone. so with me not having a great relationship with my parents and family makes me admire how much you look up to yours. so yes. I would love to come and be by your side while your going through a hard time and I'll support you no matter what." I say still rubbing his cheek. looking into his eyes and as soon as I said that I leaned in and gave him a peck on the lips.

"I love you taylor. more than you can imagine." he says messing with my hair making me get a huge smile on my face.