Head Over Heals - Taylor And Calvin

You Are In Love

"Calvin get in the car right now!"
Taylor grunted with frustration as she attempted to move him off the couch. She gave him a light push, then harder ones with all her body leaning against his motionless body.

Calvin looked up at her and grinned.

She squinted and gave him a mimicking smirk.
"Your enjoying this aren't you?"

He smiled, crossing him arms in protest.
"Calvin Harris if you don't get off that couch..." She warned sticking a finger at him.

He laughed, cocking his head to the side, he looked up at her.
"If I don't get off this couch what?"

She didn't really have an answer, but suddenly an idea popped into Taylor's head, she could actually here the little "ping" if the light bulb.

She crossed her arms and smiled deviously back at Calvin, who raised his eyebrows with confusion.
"I won't kiss you ever again."

Calvin darted his eyes at Taylor.
"You wouldn't da-"

"Try me." She lifted an eyebrow.
Calvin gave Taylor a glare, staring hm right into her eyes.

He grumbled something under his breath. Proudly, Taylor leaned closer, widest grin spread across her face.

"Sorry darling, what- what was that?"
"Just help... Off the..." Taylor understood even if Calvin was puffing like an angered child.

"Doctors orders are for you to go to a gym, or at least an hour of cardio a day."

Calvin wrapped his one arm around Taylor, leaning on her for some support.

Calvin's body was still weak, and it would take about a month to be at full recovery.
Taylor decided it would be a good idea for Calvin and her to go to a gym, just to get him back in shape.

Taylor led Calvin into the kitchen, where she gently sat him down on a bar seat.

Calvin was smiling, like always.
"What's there to grin about Harris?" She blushed as she grabbed his gym shoes out of a closet.

"Tell me," he cocked his head to the side, "why does someone like you need to go to the gym?"

Taylor scoffed as she walked over.
"I like to sweat, it's healthy and keeps me in shape."

"What sweating?"
"No silly, working out!"

She handed Calvin his shoes.
He gave an awkward glance toward her.

"What your not gonna put them on for me?"
Taylor, the most serious expression on her face, dropped the shoes right in front of him, locking into his gaze.

She turned around and gave a sassy walk back to her bedroom, where she picked out some work out clothes.

"THATS COLD SWIFT!" She heard Calvin yell.

Taylor put on a simple outfit, some black Capri workout pants, and a grey zip up hoodie. She threw her hair sloppily in a ponytail, which was much harder to do since her hair had been lopped off.

She grabbed her iPod and walked out the door.
Walking into the kitchen, she didn't see Calvin sitting on the seat.

"Cal?" She questioned peeking around the corner.

She gasped and dive forward as she saw Calvin face first on the floor.

Her heart was beating at least two thousand beats a minute right about now. "CALVIN, CALVIN WAKE UP!"
She flipped him over, noticing his body was shaking...

Calvin was laughing.

When she saw his bright white toothy smile, she slapped him across the face.