Jays POV
-past tense-
January
(Authors note: I will be doing some switching between the current day and future tense from now on, past tense follows straight on from Choose me: novel two)
Taylor has told me she loves me twice. Two times. Yet still on the first day back at university she climbs out of Matthew James Hendersons 4x4 and the only thing I can think is that she should be climbing out of an Audi or a lamba not his slightly old 4x4. I watch as she strolls up to me wearing the diamond earrings that I bought her and I smirk slightly looking down at the floor.
I take in her long slender legs, wearing thigh high boots that just make me go weak. Matthew eyes me as a warning but I'm far too preoccupied gazing upon her to even notice the annoyance behind his eyes. A short dress, which reveals the tops of her thighs and a long tailored coat which she pulls off explicitly well. His hands link with hers as she smiles rather innocently over at him.
"Hey man" he says to me with a touch of chagrin as her eyes look up to me and she smiles. I nod to him as he lights up a cigarette and Taylor almost rolls her eyes.
"Ready for second year psychology" I ask her enthralled by the attention she is giving me with just her eye contact. I pull my Barbour jacket around me and she smiles.
"I'm ready" she smirks grinning, bizarrely I feel compelled to take her hand until I remember that Matthew is still standing with us. Turning to him she says goodbye as I look down at the floor awkwardly not wanting to see his hand or lips on her.
We walk in with one another, the snow has cleared up just leaving mush on the floor. Taking the steps up to the building she smiles over at me briefly as if she cannot stop looking at me and my heart runs away with itself continually. The second we get in the building, and out of view, I take her hand in mine. Holding onto it as she walks with me to the lecture hall. She laughs looking up at me and my broad grin, this is all so new to me. I've never held a girls hand, I've done pretty much everything but all of the small little things that are cute and romantic.
"I missed you" I chuckle and she full on laughs.
"I missed you" she smiles holding onto me and my brain doesn't even know how to comprehend the conversation we're having.
"Jay we're practically sneaking around, this is very bad" she smirks and I smile broadly. The hall fills with students and I pull her into me, holding her outside of the lecture hall as I stand against the wall. Her deep blue eyes look up into mine and I wait for her to yield to me again.
"Nice earrings" I smile down at her and she giggles.
"Mhmm" she smirks and I absolutely need to make her say that more. Stroking her hair back, I lean into her quickly glancing up before I settle my lips on her own. I savour the taste of her before she pulls away.
"Jay" she smirks teasing me for my impromptu display of affection.
"Sorry I couldn't help myself" I whisper as she smiles pulling me by the hand into the hall and up to our usual seats where I am almost one hundred percent positive I will be watching her entirely for an hour.
"Any day now Taylor, and you're going to be all mine" I whisper in her ear as she leans into me lounging back in my seat with her arms linked around my own.
"Jay" she giggles and I chuckle along with her my hand stroking her thigh whilst I can still get away with all of the physical contact, before the big blonde bear, Ross approaches.
"Have you not thought about it at all" I whisper in her ear.
"I have" she says simply and my lips brush her neck softly before I flick my eyes up to the entrance noticing Ross giving me the eye before climbing up the steps.
"You're going to have to tell me all of your thoughts the next time we manage to steal a moment together" I whisper as she places her lips to my ear.
"I love you" she whispers simply and I breathe in her perfume my hand resting over hers.
"I love you" I whisper right back, knowing for sure that my place in her life is set in stone. I am her future, I will be everything to her and I will not mess anything up. Facing the front with a huge grin falling over my lips I think of all of the days and nights we will share with one another. Imagining her on the pier of my lake house, as I carry her up to the house cradling her into my arms.
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