Hold on, don't you let go. (Tayvin/Talvin)

Stay with me

Morning came just as quick as lightning, I am awakened by loud crashing, and banging of pots and pans, gosh what is he doing now I swear wherever he goes he causes a racket. I bury my face in my pillow and cover my ears with it's soft plush, trying to block out the whole waking.....world.......-not working. A groan escapes my mouth as I throw the quilt to the other side of the bed, leaving my feet freezing due to the impact of the cold morning weather of New York. My feet thump on the floor, and I stride into the bathroom to freshen up. 

I look at myself in the mirror, my eyes widen at how seriously weird I appear. 

Taylor: Ewww...Morning face Taylor, gross. 

I turn the tap on and splash my face with the water to wake myself up, I swear if anyone saw me like this in the mornings, they wouldn't even believe that on occasions I'm the same girl who walks out her front door in heels and a crop top, sometimes Olivia attached to my arm. But of course I can't really see the features of my face, because I don't have my contacts in, usually the first thing I do is put on my glasses so I can be somewhat aware of what's going on around me, but this morning was not the same case, I fumble around endlessly in my drawer in search of my contacts case, it's proving to be a little difficult without sight. 

I curse under my breath, you don't really know how much you need your eyes. till you can't see. I feel a muscular grip around my hand, gosh if I could only see. He whispers; "Trying to find something, can I help?" 

I notice the thick British accent, with a Brighton twist to it, only one person; Adam. Except only this time I can't see his green eyes sparkle when he looks at me, I can't see him anywhere. 

Taylor: Umm...could you find my glasses they should be on the bed side table. 

I felt his tight embrace leave, I suddenly feel unsafe, I didn't know that I had that need, the need for him to be next to me, holding me, I felt my stomach cringe and turn and toss, I felt vulnerable, an all too familiar feeling that I hated. I needed him to be here, although everything in my brain was telling me no, my heart ached for him, it was never whole since the day we parted, also a part missing, and only one person can fill it. 

This 'need' completely disregards everything I stand for, you would expect the person I wanted around was Harry, but it's Adam...or Calvin. I would be prepared to risk everything for him, I don't know why or how, and trust me the Taylor six months ago would never even let this enter her mind, but maybe a broken heart changes everything, and I mean everything. 

I felt his body near me, he slides the glasses on my face, and I can finally see the world, not just huge blurs. I turned my head to see Adam, staring at me, with this huge smile, I rolled my eyes, and went back to getting ready for the morning. 

He followed me into the closet and just stood there, watching me pick out clothes. I didn't mind, it didn't bother me at all. 

Taylor: What kind of a mess are you making down there, you woke me right of of bed with your clanging of pots. 

I looked at him, and laughed a little, I settled for a pink crop top and a matching skirt, Once I was dressed I headed down to the kitchen, Adam was patiently waiting outside my bathroom door, I think he is a little attached, he follows me around EVERYWHERE!