TAYLOR'S POV
After my bath, I wrapped a towel around me and went back into my room to get some clothes. Carl was sitting on my bed on his phone, barely aware I was in the room. I grabbed black leggings and a Pink red hoodie, along with underwear. I changed in the bathroom and walked out again.
"My mom gets home soon." I told Carl as I dried my hair with my towel.
"Would she be mad if I was here?" he asked me, locking his phone and looking at me.
"We'd have to say you just dropped by to see how I was, if she found out you spent the whole day here she'd flip." I explained, beginning to tie my damp hair into a side braid.
"Does she not like me or something?" Carl asked me awkwardly, sounding clearly upset about me lying to my mom.
"I'm sure she does, it's just that she got mad at me for going out to see you the other day." I replied, walking over and sitting on him, wrapping my legs around his waist. He smirked, his hands resting on my thighs.
"Unless you're going to get into serious trouble, I'm staying." Carl stated, before beginning to leave sloppy kisses down my neck.
"Fine. I'll just say you spent the whole day then." I giggled. Carl mumbled against my neck, sucking the skin softly.
CARL'S POV
Taylor and I had been just laying on her bed making out when we heard the front door open and shut. Taylor shot up, climbing off me and standing up, fixing her hair.
"Is it your mom?" I groaned, pulling my shirt back on.
"I'm guessing." she said, trying to make it look like she's not been making out with her boyfriend for the past hour. I caught a glimpse of the large amount of hickeys I'd left on her neck and smirked. She adjusted the hood on her hoodie so it covered them, she then came and sat back down and slid her duvet over her.
"What are y--" I began, her bedroom door flying open cut me off.
"Taylor, how are you feeling?" her mom exclaimed, walking over. Taylor nuzzled close to me, looking over at her mom.
"Hello, Carl." her mom said flatly, giving me a death stare.
"I'm fine, mom." Taylor scoffed, avoiding her mom trying to feel her forehead. "I've been laying in bed with Carl all day."
"Shouldn't you be at school?" her mom spat at me.
"I think caring for my girlfriend was a little more important than spending the day in detention." I told her, winking. Taylor laughed, sitting up and resting her head on my shoulder.
"Can we go out for five minutes?" Taylor asked her mom.
"You should be resting!" her mom exclaimed, shocked that her darling daughter wants to go outside for a few minutes. God. How does Taylor out up with her?
"I just want to walk to Starbucks and back with Carl. No biggie." Taylor sighed, rolling her eyes and climbing out of bed. She pulled on her dirty white converse, shoving her phone and a $10 into her pocket.
"Fine. Just Starbucks, then straight back. And Carl can go home." she instructed, before leaving the room.
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