Head Over Heals - Taylor And Calvin

Love Story

Taylor stirred gently in her bed.
With a sigh, she stretched her arms up and yawned, eyes flickering open.

Taylor was greeted with the sunny, warm rays of the morning sun.
She took a deep breath in, smiling to herself.
She rolled over and felt the side of the bed beside her. She had a disappointed face noticing the Side was cold, with no Calvin.

She sat up and scratched her head, yawning once more and covering her cold body.

She glanced to her right and noticed a white paper note on his pillow.
Smiling once more to herself she unraveled it.

"Dearest Taylor," it read
"I'll be back soon my love, I have a special day planned ahead,
Love, Calvin."

Currently, Calvin had decided to literally RENT and island in Scotland. It wasn't TOO TOO huge, but the island was theirs for the whole week.
Taylor wanted to look halfway decent when Calvin returned from God knows what.

Sitting up, she covered herself feeling a tad awkward.
Taylor had never been left alone, EVER.
She always had cameras everywhere, people, reporters, you name it.

Taylor shrugged to happy and decided to chill out.
Gliding across the room, Taylor saw this huge bass stereo that Calvin used for his music. She had been dying to test to out since she arrived.

She searched through some radio channels until she got to "Sweet Home Alabama" which she then gradually turned up to 100% and jumped up and down excitedly at the booming she felt in her own chest.

Dancing crazily around the room, she went into their closet and grabbed One of Calvin's grey shirts.
In the back of the closet, she saw an old dark blue cap that Calvin always carried around.
Feeling excited to explore Calvin and Her island, she placed the cap backward on her head.

She looked in the mirror and Sang along. Taylor was smiling and too happy. She couldn't wait for Calvin to come home.
She sprung onto their King sized bed, jumping up and down like a child.

She was singing to a painting on their wall when a hearty laugh boomed from behind.
Taylor yelped and fell backward, only to be embraced by Calvin's large arms.

"Some lass seems to be having fun!" Calvin laughed turning her around.
Taylor stood on her toes and sweetly kissed Calvin's forehead.
He opened his eyes dreamily and placed his hand on Taylor's lower back Bringing her closer.

"What do you want to do today sweet?"
Taylor rolled out of Calvin's grip, grabbing his hand and leading him out the door.

"Let's do something absolutely crazy today."
She said.
Calvin gave her a strange look, only to smile and shake his head.
"Taylor Alison HARRIS," he emphasized, "I specifically said that there is absolutely no drugs on this trip."

Taylor scoffed playfully and lightly pushed him.
Laughing Calvin wrapped an arm around her.
"How do you feel about jet skiing?"

He dug into his pockets to retrieve two little golden keys.
"Hmmm." Taylor placed a finger to her lips.
"I have to see if I packed a suit."
Calvin bit his lower lip and went by her ear, Taylor giggling.

"You don't need one."
Taylor laughed playfully pushing him again, Calvin lifting his arms up in defense.
"Just putting it out their." He grinned.
"First one ready and out wins!"
She screamed as she ran into their room.

That was the thing about Calvin and Taylor. They were the most competitive people on the face of the earth, prize or no prize.
Taylor heard Calvin's footsteps booming away.
She raced to her drawers, searching and searching, until she saw a gift from, of course, Cara.