Taylor x Travis: In Every Life

i feel so high school

Travis' POV

My phone pinged as I sat at the table doing my homework the teacher had set yesterday to do over the weekend, and I gratefully stopped what I was doing to reach for it. Mom had been bugging me about staying focused on my homework since year thirteen was my final year, I was almost done, and it was super important, so I glanced over to the kitchen to make sure she was busy before checking who had texted me.

A smile spread over my face when I saw who it was. Taylor. We'd been dating just over a year, and god it always made me smile to see her name on my phone. Her and I had been friends since we were five in year one, latched onto each other since we hadn't known anyone, and had been inseparable ever since. I'd started to have feelings for her when I was fifteen, and when she'd gotten drunk at her seventeenth birthday and confessed that she liked me too, I'd just kissed her and we'd been dating since that day. True best friends to lovers. I was going to marry that girl.

Taylor: Come over earlier? I'm bored

Me: Baby you're always bored

Taylor: Please?

Taylor: I'm in the pool wearing that black bikini you love so much

Taylor: Maybe when you get here I'll only be wearing half of it

Me: Isn't your family home?

Taylor: They're out for the afternoon

Taylor: Attached: 1 Image

The photo she sent was a selfie as she leaned against the side of the pool, her blonde waves wet at the bottom, curling over her chest. She'd angled the camera so I could see down her bikini top, the scanty fabric giving me a good look at exactly what I was missing. And she was blowing me a kiss.

Me: On my way

Knowing she'd be laughing over it now, I packed up my school things and told Mom I'd finished and was going over to Taylor's. She was too busy to check and told me to have fun and use protection, which I groaned at. My Mom had seen the condoms in my room one time, and now she wouldn't stop reminding me to use them. I knew she was just looking out for me, but it was not my favorite thing in the world when my mother mentioned my sex life.

Grabbing some swimming shorts, I stuffed them into the top of my bag and left the house, calling out a goodbye as I grabbed my keys. It only took me ten minutes to drive over to Taylor's place, and the front door was unlocked when I walked in. Going upstairs to Taylor's bedroom, I put my bag on her bed and changed into my swimming shorts and grabbed a towel on my way downstairs.

When I stepped out of the sliding doors onto the patio, I smiled when I saw Taylor in the pool, leaning against the edge on her phone. She put it down when she saw me, tossing it over onto her folded towel. I smiled back, putting my towel down and going over to her.

"Well hey stranger." Taylor grinned. "Get out okay? I didn't think you'd have finished that calculus yet."

"I didn't." I shrugged as I sat down on the edge of the pool and leaned over to give her a kiss. Taylor giggled, grabbing my hands and pulling me into the water.

"I missed you." She murmured, wrapping herself around me like a koala as I found my footing.

"I missed you too beautiful girl." I sighed, tucking some hair out of her face. We'd seen each other yesterday, but we were eighteen year olds with raging hormones. "Did you go to the market with Abigail this morning."

"Mhmm." Taylor nodded. "I got a dress. I'll show you later."

But she wasn't interested in talking about the dress. Her cheeks were flushed, lips parted, eyes fixed on me. I knew what she wanted, and I was intrigued. I'd never had sex in a pool before, but I'd bet a good amount of money Taylor wasn't going to want to wait long enough to her to take me inside. Her family was out, her back yard had high fences, and that tiny bikini she was wearing drove me insane.