Forbidden love (a Brent Rivera fan fiction)

Chapter four

Taylor's POV:
"Your the apple to my pie, your the straw to my berry,your the smoke to my high, and your the one I wanna marry, cause your the one for me for me and I'm the one,for you for you"

I looked out my window. I looked down and Brent was singing our favorite song to me (perfect two by auburn) This was to good to be true. I pinched myself but when I didn't wake up I realized it was reality.

I put on my shoes, grabbed my phone and bag,(I was already dressed), and ran downstairs. my parents were already at work. I skipped breakfast and rushed out side.

"You take the both of us, of us, and we're the perfect two" Brent continued to sing to me.

The last line we sang together slowly, it seemed as if everyone else in the world was gone. we were oblivious to anything except each other.

"We're the perfect two" we sang.

It started to pour.

"We have to get you in my car so you can get to school, You can't be soaking wet" Brent said.

I didn't know if I was crazy or what but I just stood there.

"Wait." I said

Brent walked back over to me.

"Kiss me first." I told him.

"I thought you would never ask." Brent replied.

He picked me up and twirled me around he planted his lips on mine and stayed there. I felt butterfly's were fluttering around in my stomach as he pulled away.

"I love you Taylor green" he said.

"But," he began

"But?"

" But for the publicity I can't have a girlfriend, lots of girls think I'm cute and I get some publicity from that. So they can't know if I'm taken and there are cameras everywhere."

"Oh." I said.

"So you can't date me because of the publicity. You don't want to be seen with me. You know for a second there you had me thinking you were different. but your not. Your still the same old Brent that only cares about himself!" I screamed.

Now it felt like the rain lost it's magic. It felt like some evil curse.

"Taylor you know it's not like that." Brent said.

"I even have all of our pictures together here in this box."

Brent began to open the box, but I didn't feel like being around him anymore. I stomped off and walked to school in the rain. Leaving Brent with only pictures. How could he be so selfish. I really miss the old Brent...