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The wrong choice

Taylors POV

"Mm Taylor, I love you." Jason says, kissing my cheek before collapsing down onto the bed next to me.

"I love you too." I giggle, turning into his open arms and cuddling close to him.

Jason's parents were away for the weekend so I told my parents I was going to a friend's house and snuck in through Jason's window since he has cameras by the front door. We've been dating for almost a year I think and everyone at school thought we were a cute couple, well everyone except for Jason's older brother Travis. He's never liked me but I don't really care too much for him.

He then rolls onto his back, pulling me on top of him.

"Jason at least pull the blankets up so if your brother were to walk in he wouldn't see us naked please." I say stroking my hand through his beard.

"Why? He's not gonna see me." He says, closing his eyes.

"Yeah cause I'm on top of you. Thanks a lot." I say climbing off of him and pulling the blankets up from being bunched at the bottom of the bed.

I turn away from my boyfriend and bring the blankets up under my chin.

A few minutes later I feel a scruffy beard on my neck and hands on my waist.

"Come on Tay. You're not really mad at me." He whispers in my ear.

"Just go to sleep." I say pushing his hands off my waist.

Don't get me wrong, I love Jason so much but sometimes he only thought of himself. Like one time he was supposed to wait for me after school so we could hang out at his house and all day I was telling him how exited I was to get to be with him outside of school since it had been awhile, but he completely forgot and went home without me. Which sucked since I told my mom I wouldn't need a ride so I ended up having to take the bus home.

I think eventually I let my anger go and went to sleep but I woke up at like 2 am and couldn't go back to bed.

I carefully got up, making sure to try my best and not wake Jason up. I grab my bra off the floor and clip it around my back. Then reaching down to grab my panties and my small cotton shorts that I was wearing before they got taken off.

I creak down the old wooden stairs and go down into the kitchen, filling up a glass of water and slowly opening the back door and stepping out. I shut the door behind me and walk over to the swinging chair.

Reaching over I set my water on the small table and cross my arms over my chest. I guess I probably should've put on a shirt if I was gonna come out here but it's whatever.

I lean my head back and out my foot down onto the floor, gently pushing back and forth so the chair swings smoothly.

"You cold?" I hear a deep voice say, but it's not a familiar voice.

I shoot my eyes open and look over to see Travis stepping outside with a sweatshirt in his hand.

"Yeah." I mumble, watching him walk over to me and hand me the hoodie.

"Thank you." I whisper, sliding the oversized hoodie over my head. I can tell it's his because when I wear Jason's hoodies they almost fit me, and this one did not fit me, I had to shove the sleeves up my forearm just so my fingers would stick out.

Travis takes a seat next to me so I stop swinging it and tuck both of my feet up. Travis was wearing a black hoodie with a white design on it and grey sweatpants.