Head Over Heals - Taylor And Calvin

I Know Places

Taylor opened her mouth for a yawn. Stretching her feet, she took up all the space on her bed. She extended her hand down and grabbed her silky sheets.

Problem. They weren't silk, and they DEFINATLY weren't hers.

Her eyes snapped open. Sitting up, she noticed she was in Calvin's room.
Her eyes scanned the room, looking for Calvin, who's presence was absent.
Groaning, she rubbed her throbbing head, recalling flashes of memories from last night.
She was pretty sure she blacked out around the time when Calvin laid her on his bed.
Oh god.

Panicked, she felt her shoulders and peered under the sheets. A wash of relief washed over her.
Fully clothed. Nothing happened.

Sliding her feet to the edge of the bed, Taylor took a second for her blood rush to settle down.
She pondered about where Calvin would be. She didn't hear the shower, or him leaving for that matter.

She stood up, leaning forward and touching her toes for a stretch.
Looking up at the wall, she saw it was about 6:00.

All of a sudden Taylor's stomach have a loud growl, pretty much like a dying whale.
Hungry, she walked over to Calvin's kitchen and decided a banana would be a good snack.

While she was peeling it open, she heard his door creak open.
Leaning to the side, she saw Calvin.
His hair spiked, and in a grey shirt and dark workout shorts.
Looking up he smiled, lifting a plastic bag he was carrying.

"I tried slipping out to grab us some breakfast before you woke up, as long as that banana doesn't fill you up."

He walked forward and grabbing the back of her head, brought her closer to plant a kiss on her forehead.
"You look nice," he smiled looking up and down at her.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes.
"Yah if a stampede of bulls ran over me."

"And you'd still look wonderful." he states setting the bags on the counter.

"I'm sorry if I smell, went for a light jogging as well."
Facing away from Taylor, Calvin started to remove his grey shirt.

Taylor attempted to just stare down at her toes, but she gave a tiny peek.
Calvins muscles were buldging as he lifted the shirt over his head.
Taylor blushed, having a warm feeling inside her heart.

Peering around, Calvin must've noticed her staring because he gave a small chuckle.

She quickly looked at the banana in her hand with an embarrassed look.
"I'm sorry I'm so sweaty and hot Swift, this body needs air ya see?"

Taylor looked up and nearly choked laughing on her banana as Calvin started flexing his arms and abs.

He walked closer smiling.
"CALVIN STOP IT ITS NOT FUNNY."
She looked away, only to glance back and breaking into another laugh.

Slowly, Calvin approached, funnily on his tip toes.
"Hey Tayyy." he teased.

"Calvin no, stay away your sweaty."
He gave a devilish smile, only to creep forward more.
"Calvin, I mean it! NO GO BACK! CALVINNNNN!" She screamed as he picked her up and threw her over his body.

Giving a high pitched squeal, she pounded her fist and kicked her feet as he spun her around the room.

"PUT ME DOWN HARRIS!" She laughed.
Playfully, he lightly threw her back over , and say her on the bed.
He looked at her and gave a light stroke To the side of her face.

"Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are Taylor?" He smiled, twinkle in his eyes.

"Hmmm," she teased, "I don't think so, but you could always try." she smiled.