Never Forgotten You (Zaylor)

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Taylor

I woke up a bit earlier than what I'm used to. I could tell because the sun had barely even started to show.

I glance over at the clock.

4AM. Wow, I hope this isn't because I'm jet lagged or something. And I was right, it definitely wasn't because of that.

I hear a repetitive banging noise coming from the other room.

Oh my god. No.

My heartbeat rises and I struggle to stay in place and to not wake Zac, who had his arms wrapped closely around me.

The disturbing noises coming from Bea's and Adam's room did not stop whatsoever. I couldn't help myself, I had to squirm. Zac noticed and immediately woke up.

"Zac, do not be alarmed. But like, Bea and Adam may or may not be making babies at 4 in the morning," I informed him.

Zac cringed as soon as he heard the obnoxiously loud noises they were making. "What the hell? Why do they think it's appropriate to do that now? It's not like the world is ending or anything," he whispered. His voice was much lower and scratchy, and obviously attractive.

My voice in the morning sounds like a grumpy old woman who wants to go back to sleep.

Which is true, but that's not the point.

I put on an oversized sweatshirt over my top, it seemed to have gotten much colder in her since last night.

"I'm just gonna stay up since, you know. I don't wanna hear anymore of that." I finished. I tiptoed quietly to the kitchen for some coffee.

Even though we had a really big room, there was no "exit" to the bedroom. There was only a separate room for the closet and bathroom. Hopefully people knock before coming in, I would not want to be caught changing in this situation.

We did manage to have a beautiful place to stay for a few weeks while in Paris, the only downside is, there is a smaller room beside ours. But like what are the odds of having noisy neighbors while we're on our vacation right?

As I'm brewing the coffee, the sound of a door opening rapidly makes me accidentally hit my funny bone. I immediately glare at the now open door, and unsurprisingly see Bea and Adam standing there eyeing us, as if we would know why they were here in the first place.

"Oh! f-how's it goin' guys?" I wince while holding my elbow. I felt rather embarrassed, mostly because I was not wearing pants. It was hot okay?

"Good! We just came to say hello!" Adam chirped. "But, it's 4 in the morning. And we would appreciate it if you wouldn't bang at this time of day," Zac sassed while sitting up. My mouth dropped slightly. Literally no fucks were given at that moment.

Bea chuckled, "No! Silly goose! We have to try to conceive a baby at least 8 times in a day! You see, first it's at 4 o'clock for about 15 minutes, then-" I cringed, "Okay! Okay, we get it!" I sighed.

Bea stood in front of me and put her hand on my shoulder. "Aww, it's okay Taylor, one day your sex life will be as great as ours!" Bea declared, not fully aware as of what she just said. I squinted my eyes at her. "What are you even talking about? A healthy sex life is when two people have strong feelings towards each other physically and mentally, and decide that they can trust one another with their emotions, through making love. Ya'll are just doing it like animals 8 times per day. Have you ever thought of maybe taking it slow? How do you even have time for that?" I retorted as they all stared at me with wide eyes, I took a sip of my warm coffee before setting it down. I take a deep breath, all the stress has officially left my body. (A/N preach.)

Bea's eyes filled with sadness. "Wow...someone did their research on urban dictionary!" She bounced up and down. I groaned as I rubbed my forehead.

"Please leave you guys. And next time, send us a schedule so we know when you're banging?" Zac implied.

As soon as they left, I caught Zac looking at me. "Can I help you?" I giggled as a walked closer to him. "Nothing, I was just wondering if you were wearing my sweatshirt," he smiled in return. "Oh, I guess it is!" I replied before taking a shower to begin this eventful day.

I exit the shower with a towel wrapped around me. As I'm drying my hair, there's a knock on the door. I call for Zac to answer but as soon as there's no reply, I go to answer it myself.

A tall, slender figure immediately takes both of his hands, and chokes me with an incredible force. I struggle to stay on my feet. The figure pulls me back up and holds my face before sloppily kissing my mouth. The taste of alcohol is on their lips. I repetitively try to gasp for air, but no matter what I do, they somehow find a way to stop me from doing so.

As my vision starts to get blurry, I start to hate myself. Why does this happen to me? Why can't I protect myself? Zac can't protect me at every second of the day. Zac is nowhere to be found.

Heaven can't help me now...

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