Choose Me- the second novel

Chapter 1- kickstart

Taylor's POV

"It's going to be fine, if I could I would love to hold your hand. But we're not in the same class" he tells me, his usual grin falling over his gorgeous face. He clasps his hand over mine, gazing at the ring he bought me, my engagement ring. A few weeks ago once we had reconciled our relationship, he placed a diamond ring on my hand asking me if I would be his eternity. I mean how could I resist that prospect?

He kills the engine to the 4x4 looking out at the cloudless sky in the university parking lot. I pull at my leotard slightly worrying about the open back and the tight Lycra. I've paired it with my Brandy Melrose tweed skirt, some tights and boots. High boots that start at my thighs and end in heels. The rest of my dance kit is in my bag. Pulling my Barbour jacket on I smile over at him.

Matthew would normally arrive late but because he has me with him we are, of course, fifteen minutes early. My first lesson is psychology. With Jay and Ross. If they both turn up.

"I wish I had dance first" I sigh looking over at the large imposing building where my lecture is. Imagining being able to free myself of my skirt and heels and get into my ballet shoes.

"What's that dance thing you're wearing called" he grins at me cheekily and I grin back.

"Matthew it's a leotard. Dancers wear them, get over it" I tell him smirking.

"Ohh Taylor I would much rather get under it" he says playfully, his hand grazing my thigh.

"Can't wait to get home" he sighs looking over me. I lean in and kiss him in the car. Wearing my engagement ring, we both clamber out of the car and get ready to greet the others.

My brunette hair has grown out over the summer, I'm wearing it down and loose as it reaches my waist now. Pulling out a mirror to check I haven't smudged all of my makeup, he chuckles telling me that I'm beautiful with or without it.

After the initial drama, we had a  glorious summer together. Matty has been drawing and doing lots of art, so we visited the art shop and music shop. I participated in a few extra dance classes before starting term to get myself back up to standard, Matty has marvelled at each dance leotard that I have worn and tried to stop me from leaving the house. It's become a real obsession for him.

And even though I'm still looking for a car, Matthew has let me borrow the 4x4. We share a house and a car, this is getting serious. The fact that he is happy with me driving his 4x4 is quite the statement.

I sling my bag over my shoulder hearing the loud roar of a motorbike parking up beside us. A tall lean blonde guy steps off of the bike, wearing a full leather jacket and jeans. He pulls his helmet off to reveal his shaggy dirty blonde hair which has now grown out and is past his chin.

"Hey losers" Ross says laughing, I smirk back at him noticing that he is in a great mood.

"Hey man, how are you doing" Matty says to him. They are the same height, both muscular and tanned. I couldn't be happier that they are friends with each other still, their relationship is back to normal. Jibing at each other and generally swearing at each other in jest. Ross lights up his cigarette as I walk around from my side of the car with my bag.

He stares at my legs briefly and then pulls his eyes away from me and smiles. Opening his arms to embrace me in a bear hug.

"Hey" he says as he releases me. Ross is great. A true all rounder good guy, there's no side to him. I resume standing next to Matthew, my man. He clasps his hand around mine.

"Your hairs longer" Ross says to me.

"And yours is shorter" he says to Matty laughing.

Matty had a slight trim, it suits him, shows off his angular jaw and makes him look more clean cut. I conspicuously tug at my hair.

"Yours is longer too Ross" I tell him and he laughs holding his helmet under his arm as he gets ready to head into the lecture.

"Right, you ready to become a psychological mastermind" Ross grins at me.

"Always" I tell him, my nerves just dissipating around him.

"Where's your class?" I ask Matthew, turning to face him, just hoping that we can all walk in together. Ross looks away over at the white Audi which is already parked and abandoned. It's Jay Gilbert Scott's, I'm quite happy frankly that he has not stopped around to meet us first.

"That block over there babe" Matthew says pointing to the smaller building to our left.

"Ours is in the main building" Ross says indicating the large white building in front of us.

"I've got dance after, which is in the performance area I think that's near where your media class is, want to meet after and head to lunch" I ask Matthew as he strokes my hair away from my face.

"Sure babe" he says kissing me slowly.

"Are you going to be changing out of this?" he indicates the leotard pulling at the steps lightly with his finger.

"No" I tell him and he grins cheekily.

"Okay I'll see you then" he smiles before kissing me, again.

"Love you" I tell him as he swings his bag onto his back.

"Love you" he replies and I smirk watching him walk off to the media block.

Facing Ross again, I watch him pushing his hair back. Flinging his cigarette before placing his bag on his back and holding his helmet in his free hand.

"Ready Tay?" He asks me sweetly. I'll name him the softy with a motorbike, from now on, I smile to myself.

"As I'll ever be" I say softly.

I smile back at him and we begin walking to our first lecture together, my heels clinking as we go.