AN: to the side is the video/song for the chapter. play it while reading.
“Taylor, are you okay?” Shane asked me while holding out his hand to help me up.
I nodded, but ignored his hand. He had a thing for knocking me down, and I wasn’t into it.
“Alright then,” he said, as he scratched his head. “Why won’t you talk? I mean, it’s easy, just open your mouth, and make a sound.”
I smiled at his little joke, but shook my head no. No way was I telling or showing him, why I wasn’t talking.
“So, where are you off too?” He asked, clearly not getting the hint that I didn’t want to talk to him.
I gawked at him. Did he really just ask me that?
“Taylor, let’s hang out, yeah?”
I shook my head, declining his invite. Last time didn’t go to well, and I didn’t want a repeat of it.
I turned to walk away but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back.
He took a step closer and asked, “Please? I just wanna talk to you.”
I was declining again but I was quickly cut off when he kissed me passionately, pushing me into my car.
I felt myself melting into the kiss until I remembered that he was Shane Grayson, boyfriend of Brooke and known player.
I pushed him away, feeling extremely furious and embarrassed for letting myself get sucked in. I glared at him, and punched him in his arm.
“Ow! What was that for?” He asked, rubbing his arm.
I gestured to my lips and Shane a question mark in the air.
"I like you," Shane quickly blurted out.
I looked at him stunned. I'm imagining things, he didn't just say that.
"I said I like you and I'm sorry for everything's that happened to you lately.”
What? What happened? What did he do?
I felt even more self-conscious and flustered then before. It wasn't fair for Shane to pull out the whole 'I like you' card. I turned and unlocked my jeep.
"I said 'I like you'. Doesn't that mean anything?" He asked desperately.
I gave him a small smile and shook my head. He can’t go around kissing girls like that. I wasn’t having it.
At this point, Brooke decided it was time to make her grand entrance.
“What’s going on Shane? Why are you with her?” She questioned, looking pointedly at me.
“Nothing Brooke. Go home.” He replied shortly.
“No, tell me what’s going on. You’re my boyfriend, not hers.”
“No, I’m not! Stop spreading lies like that Brooke!” He yelled at her.
This was my best chance to escape. Slowly, I opened my door, and jump in my jeep. As I turned the key, the engine roared to life, and I backed out of the spot.
Ten minutes later, I had arrived at my house. Hungry, I went into the kitchen, looking for something it to eat.
I finished washing the dishes and then began to prepare dinner. Since it was Friday night and I didn't have any plans for the night, I changed into a comfy pair of sweat pants with a loose baby t-shirt.
I put a pot of boiling water out as I looked through the cupboard to see what to make. Deciding on pasta, I salted the water and decided to go watch T.V. while waiting for the pasta to boil. Looking at my watch, I noticed that it was quarter to seven and one of my favorite shows, Criminal Minds, was playing right now.
Just as I was about to flip on the television screen, I heard the doorbell ring. I sighed exasperatedly as I flung open the door without bothering to check through the window. To my surprise—and utter disappointment— it was Shane.
I stared at him, confused as to why he would be here. I thought he had gone home with Brooke.
“Hey Taylor. You ran off,” he said, stating the obvious.
I shrugged, closing the door in his face. I didn’t want to see him now, and to be honest, I didn’t want to be bothered with his games.
“Taylor, I’m not dating Brooke. You have to believe me!” He all but yelled through the door.
Brushing it off, I continued to watch my show. Not even a second later though, the doorbell was dinging maniacally.
"I didn’t kiss you just to kiss you. I like you Taylor," Shane said, getting frustrated.
I bit my lip as I thought about what he said. I guess it made sense that Shane denied Brooke. She’s awful. But still, I thought, all that time…
I went over to the door, taking a sharp intake of breath as I paced the living room floor.
I couldn’t believe him. How? He barely saw me, except for when he kidnaps and bumps into me. How could he like me?
Shane looked up at the door, “Please, Taylor, open the door.”
Making a decision, probably one of the stupidest ones in my life, I opened the door. I stopped pacing and faced him.
Shane stepped closer and put his arms around my waist. "Trust me when I say that I have every reason to like you." And he leaned in to kiss me softly.
When he pulled away, I backed up and turned around.
“What? What did I do wrong?” He asked, sounding worried.
I took out my phone, and typed in a message. Blushing, I handed it to Shane for him to read.
I'm sorry… but I don't feel the same way. I don't even know if I even want to be in a relationship with you.
Shane immediately released my hand and stepped back like he had received a hard blow in the chest. "You don't like me?"
I shook my head slowly and took back my phone typing on it again.
At least not right now. I just want us to be friends until I can get a few things figured out.
He read it, and I saw the hurt flash across his face.
"What's there to figure out?" Shane asked angrily. "I like you and so what if you don't feel the same way? I know that you could eventually learn to after –"
I was so confused, and so lost. Why me? Why now?
I typed to Shane again, and showed him the phone.
I'm sorry Shane, but I just wanna be friends.
Shane gave me an annoyed look. "Well I'm sorry Tay, but I can't just be friends with you," and he walked out, slamming the door behind him.
And although, it wasn’t the ending I was looking for, I smiled.
For the first time in a year, I had communicated with and to someone who wasn’t my mother.
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