So do you love me? Taylor York Fanfic

• Chapter 10 •

Still updating lmaooo. I've probably lost my readers at this point so if you're actually reading this, I hope you have a good day 🌷💛

ALSO THE NEW ALBUM HAS ME GONE!!!

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"Wednesday..." A low voice whispers, their hands shaking my sides to which I groan and shuffle away. I wrap myself even tighter in the covers and nuzzle into the softness.

"No, I want to sleep."

The bed dips beside me, indicating that the person has sat on the bed. Clearly they won't leave me alone to sleep in peace. Why can't I have some decent sleep? This bed is god damn comfy and I'm not getting out.

"Come on."

Now that I'm more awake I come to the realisation that it's Taylor trying to wake me. I crack an eye open to see him biting his lip in order to stop laughing at me. I slap his hand off my shoulder and roll over, my back towards him.

"I want to sleep, Tay."

"Hayley's waiting for you. She tried earlier but you were far gone. She insisted I came so that you would bite my head off instead of hers."

I groan, lifting myself up far enough so that I can scowl at him. Taylor grins at me, obviously laughing at me. I huff and shove him off my bed. As though he expects it, he stands and crosses his arms.

"Go on!" I say. "I need to get changed and I will do no such thing with you around." With his annoying smirk, he leaves the room. I, too, follow his lead but with my bag in my hand.

I enter the bathroom and get changed into my jeans and a new top before washing my face. I quickly put some concealer, blush, eyebrow gel and mascara on and go downstairs. I chuck my bag of pyjamas and other things by my shoes.

Assuming they're all in the kitchen, I enter it to hear the two in hush whispers, a giggle leaving Hayley - obviously hers as she's the only female there.

Image what Taylor would sound like giggling. I don't know whether to snort or keep quiet at the thought, I think to myself.

When the two catch sight of me Taylor straightens up and coughs whilst Hayley grins at me.

"Should I go?" I ask, pointing to the door behind me. "I don't want to interrupt."

"No," Hayley shakes her head. She taps the side of her glass of orange juice with a smile. "It was just something about the band we didn't want you to know about."

"Oh, well, okay. Are you guys planning?"

"We're thinking of a couple things." Taylor says. He looks over at Hayley and she sends a small smile. "We just need to confirm it with some other people."

"Tight. You guys better tell me soon because I'll get it out of you somehow."

"That, you would." Hayley laughs, knowing how stubborn I can be. And with that, she turns away from us and goes to the fridge with a glass in hand. She pours a glass of orange juice and passes it to me. I accept it with a smile, the smell of it indicating it's fresh.

"So," Taylor starts. Bless him, he looks so uncomfortable. "Are you staying for the rest of today?"

I look to Hayley and she nods. "Well, yes, I guess so." Taylor glances down at his watch and sighs, running his fingers through his curls. Hayley unlocks her phone and sees there are no messages.