Torn Between Two Lovers- Reed Deming Fanfiction

Torn Between Two Lovers- Part 6

Taylor's POV

"Reed, no." I insisted. He was trying to wriggle his small, 95 pound body through the crack in my front door.

"Come on. I'll prove that I truly love you. Please."

Trying not to crush his scrawny bones in the doorframe, I slightly nudged the door shut, signaling that he needs to leave.

"You have to go." I felt like I was dealing with a drunk person who refused to leave my apartment after a long night of clubbing.

"I'm not leaving. Let me in, at least for a few minutes. I'll show you how much you mean to me."

"No! I'm not letting you in my house. You're gonna go home, and I'll see you at school in two days."

"Baby," He pleaded in a deep, cliché bad-boy voice, "give me one minute. That's all I need."

"Reed, I can't do-"

"Yes you can. One minute. Please."

Sighing, I opened the door a bit more. He slipped through the crack, immediately urging me to sit down on the couch with him.

"No. Say what you need to say, you have 60 seconds. Go." Impatiently, I began tapping my foot. "59, 58, 57, 56..."

I glanced around, realizing that I somehow lost sight of Reed.

"Reed?"

"What."

He whispered into my ear from behind. Either he could teleport, or I just was extremely unobservant.

I quickly spun around, my hair lashing his face, but he quickly revived from it.

"Now just trust me. Forget about Krista, okay? She's nothing anymore. You're everything."

He slipped his hands under my hair, lightly caressing my jawbone.

I tried to pull my face away from his gentle grip.

"No. Wait."

"For what? You have about 7 seconds."

"Perfect."

Without any warning whatsoever, he crashed his lips onto mine.

Though this wasn't our first kiss, I was taken off guard by his unexpected move.

Once again, I pulled away from him.

"You can't do this." I said angrily.

"I can do whatever I want to."

Again, he kissed me.

I couldn't take this anymore.

I shoved his shoulders away from me. I don't know why this all felt so wrong, it just left this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Get out, now."

"Come on, Ta-"

"I said," I gritted my teeth. "get out."

He seemed startled by my anger, immediately scurrying out of my door, slamming it behind him.

I raced upstairs, running into my room, shutting my door. I leaned my back up against my bedroom door, slowly sliding down.

I sat on the ground, my hands laid in my hands.

Reed was such a sweet boy, it doesn't seem like he would do so much for someone to love him. But he did, and sadly, I was the target.