Letter Supply | Shaylor

Thirty Two - Found

All the guys were downstairs and Cameron was mentally squealing that Nash finally talked to him. I guess Nash didn't want to come off as too clingy at first. It makes sense, they both seem to like each other. Along with Aaron and Hayes, they're doing well. Gilinsky has not tried to lay a hand or even eye on me ever since Johnson whispered to him.

I finally got Taylor to myself, away from everyone else. We were in his room and he was just telling me about the things there is to do at his house and in Los Angeles that we'll be doing most likely tomorrow with the others.

He was in the restroom and I noticed how when m we were talking and packing he had a really suspicious stack of papers on the top of his suitcase. The flap's zipper, like the hidden compartment. It really urged me to look in, he has nothing to hide and neither do I.

These envelops were sticking out anyways.

It could be, so you say... an accident, I smirk.

"Hey Shawn!" I hear him call and immediately drop the overly protected papers. "Get me my cologne?" Ah, now there's a reason to look him his luggage.

When I picked up the vintage item, I realized my name and address was labeled on it.

My heart pounded, reasons of why? Why my name and why hasn't he given this to me yet.

There were about maybe seven stacks. I decided to slit one up and possibly read it. It's for me anyways so why not.

Dear Shawn,

And we're back to the start. I am sending you letters again because it was my only connection back then. I feel like you're about to leave me. Its my only source of happiness, well besides you. And since I think I'm losing you, I'm not happy. But writing out my feelings make me happy. I suppose you haven't got a letter in a while, probably forgot all about me and these letters. I've actually been building up, so when you do drop me, I'll anonymously send these and maybe you'll realized what you missed out on. I um, love you.

Love,

Taylor M. Caniff

When I read the whole letter my body completely collapsed. I was filled with happiness yet heartbroken that he never admit anything to me.

He's my secret admirer, my pen pal?

I started tearing up as I rest my head and arms on my knees.

"Shawn!" Taylor came over, dropping his cologne bottle. "You okay?"

I looked him directly in the eyes but it lowered to my hands that were clutching on the letters. He shifted away slightly like he was afraid to be around me. Without thoughts, I brought my arms over his neck and tackled him over.

My waist over his, I discretely looked above him and placed a kiss on his lips. As our lips attached, I felt warmth and comfort. Things were complete. I couldn't ask for anything more. He was all I wanted, and for once, I was sure of things. "I love you too." I spoke out of breath. His lips curved into a smile and that was the happiest I've seen him in quite sometime. At least, the realist type of happiness.

I got up and inched a hand to him. "You're my pen pal?" Dumb question to ask him. All he did was nod and swing my hands.

"I liked you from the start." I whispered wrapping myself around him once more.

I wondered how he knew me. Like did he already know who I was or was it just through this actual letter system.

It's over the top, yet so grand.

"Taylor, be my boyfriend." I spoke.

"Of course."

I just wanted to snuggle him up. All these feelings bottled into a letter and sent to me. This whole time when I was in a situation, he always told me there was a letter for me. Little did I know, he always wrote them before giving it to me.

"I'll never leave you." I said as we looked over the balcony to the guys and the scenery. "I'm just so blessed and glad I found you."

Taylor was so speechless this whole time. He must of felt like he blew his cover but no this is the best think that's happened to me. And for him. Now we know. "You embarrassed, Tay?" He shrugged then brought his hands to my waist. "Just a little. But you know what might make me feel better?" He brought his lips to my cheek. Ah, I love his delicateness.

Finally I think I have found myself. Always being lost, never sure what love was or who I would give it to. Not Cameron, not Sammy. This person has been in front of me for the longest time, since the beginning of the year. I just had to connect this puzzle.

We're finally connected.

I couldn't be happier.

This lost boy has found his home.

(Yeah remember, Shawn.. he doesn't know much about himself or what it feels like to actually love someone. Now he's sure.)

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There you have it.

[ 8:01 June 30 ]