I got out of the shower, wrapped a towel around myself (you know…one of those hugely white fluffy ones) and went into the bedroom. Reece was nowhere to be seen so I guessed he was probably scoffing down his food…and probably mine as well…fatty. I went over to my suitcase and grabbed my outfit of the day as well as my makeup, toothbrush and hairbrush. I did not come to the other side of the flipping world so that I could look like an unfashionable ‘bogan’. It was winter over here, so I was glad that I had packed for some cold days, in saying that though, I by no means has decided that I was not going to be buying some items for myself while I was here. I may be here to buy clothes for Reece, but I wasn’t opposed to spoiling myself every now and then, and being in Los Angeles seemed like the perfect time to do it. Early Christmas for Taylor! Maybe I could buy Marcus’ present while I was here…
I did my makeup and my hair and then got dressedhttp://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=66333566. Luckily, I had packed some nude stockings so I put those on as well in hopes of me not freezing my “delicate little ass” off, as Reece like to describe it. I took a final check in the mirror and after I was pleased with the amount of concealer covering the dark shadows under my eyes from the lack of sleep I had gotten, I walked into the lounge room where Reece was watching TV. My food was sitting on the bench so I grabbed it and sat at the table. I was NOT getting food on this dress. After Reece has finished laughing his ass off to some lame joke they made on the TV, he decided to be a good boyfriend and come and sit with me.
“So, what is on the agenda for today?” he asked me.
“Well” I said as I got out my notebook with all of the information in it from my handbag, “first you have a meeting with some guys who own a recording studio. They are going to talk to you about coming in and doing some songs so that they get a feel for you. If you impress them, they will probably ask you to come back before we leave and you can pitch a few songs to them.” He nodded at me suddenly taking this all very seriously. Good. This was how he made his living after all. “After that we have lunch and then you have a meeting with Benji’s and his team to see about writing a song together-”
“OH FUCK YES! Do you know how much I love that guy!?” he exclaimed. Wow he was excited. I couldn’t not smile when I saw the goofy smile on his face.
“Alright, easy tiger, after that I take you shopping until dinner and then we have the evening to ourselves. But we have to be up early in the morning because you have a writing session with some producers.” He nodded at me and smiled again.
“I’m going to go get ready while you finish eating” he said. He got up, looked at me for a moment and leaned over the table, giving me the gentlest kiss on the forehead. It was beautiful. “I’m so happy you’re here with me Taylor” he whispered with his forehead leant against mine.
“I’m happy I’m here too” I said. He pulled back a little and gave me a peck on the lips. With that, Reece went into the bedroom. I didn’t started breathing again until I heard the shower running. I let out a great breath of air. Dammit! He always did this. I would never ever let him know this, but he always found a way to keep me wanting more. That was quite an achievement considering how quickly I get bored.
About half an hour later, Reece emerged looking…dashing http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=66333878.
“Well you scrub up alright” I said being my smart assey self.
“Yea, you don’t do so bad yourself” he said. I checked my phone, we still by some miracle had 20 minutes until the car was coming to pick us up.
“So we have a while to wait” I started.
“How long?”
“20 minutes”

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Barely Breathing
FanfictionTaylor Catanzaro, a 17 year old fashionista, makes the move to Sydney from Perth to study fashion and move in with her cousin Marcus. Whilst there, she runs into a boy (literally) and just can't seem to get away from him. Friends with benefits? That...