Down to You

13: And the Clock Struck Twelve

Taylor's POV:

"Where are you taking me?" She asks for about the tenth time. My answer still hasn't changed.

"You'll see." I smirk and continue to lead her through the streets of New York City.

My grip on her hand isn't tight. It is more of a touch then an actual grasp. She on the other hand was clung onto mine. Maybe she was afraid of these streets. Especially at night. But I assured her as long as I'm around, she has nothing to worry about.

Maybe the only person she should fear is herself...

"We're here." My feet stopped before I even said the words. She stopped about two inches away from me. Pressing herself to my side, she looked at the entrance and then back at me.

"But neither of us are of age. They're not going to let us in." I roll my eyes and pull her alongside me.

"Follow me."

We walk past the darken door of this exclusive bar.

Our coats were immediately taken from us as soon as we walk in.

"Aren't you two a little too young to be in here?" She looks me up and down as she slightly smiles at me.

Her lustful eyes made me just want to take her into the first bathroom stall and show her just how a "young" one does it.

I shake my head and chuckle under my breath. "Nah." I look into her eyes and slightly bite my bottom lip. "We're actually here with Frank." I state as I pull out a stall from the bar. Getting one for Hayley as she sat next to me. Looking from the bartender and then back at me. I could tell she was pist that I was flirty with this chick, but then again, I really didn't give a shit.

"Frank you say?" She looks back to a customer next to me and hands him a beer before going back to talk to us, or really me.

"Yup." I nodded. She looked at me suspiciously and then at Hayley.

"You guys wouldn't mind if I called him down here would you?" I shake my head.

"Go right ahead." I smile. Getting her to blush and go into the back room.

"Who's Frank?" Hayley whispers close to my ear.

"Friend of my dad's." I say monotone as I reach behind the bar and take a cherry. I ate one getting Hayley to roll her eyes. "Want one?"

"What? A cherry?" She asks as she sets her hands on the top of the bar. I nod.

She sighs and nods.

I decide on taking the whole bowl of cherries and place it in front of us.

She picks one off the plate and bites right into it.

I do the same. Except, she keeps her eyes on me. I can see from the corner of my eye that she is staring at me.

"What?" I say getting her to shake her head and turn. Slightly turn a little red.

"Nothing." She says and looks down to the bowl of cherry. Taking a second and beginning to eat it. "Where were you today?"

I breathe deeply. "I thought you said it was nothing." I smile and rose an eyebrow.

She chuckles under her breath and inhales deeply. Without another word, she took the stem into her mouth and began to do weird faces until she pulls it out. Expect this time it was in a knot.

Proud of herself, she places it in front of her and then does it again with two more stems.

"Can you do it?" She asks as she takes another stem into her mouth.