Chapter 7 - Only Fools Rush In

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"Hey, umm... you said you were afraid being alone. You... you can stay here, I'll just sleep on the couch." Taylor said with a pleading look.

"Oh, Tay. You don't have to. I'm alr-"

"Please? I don't want you to be scared." He said, now makng a puppy face. I felt my heart, racing inside me. He's too adorable, I couldn't look away.

"Tay, you know... ummm, ugh. Alright, alright." I finally said. We both smiled. Taylor fixed his bed for me. I thanked him then I slipped my shoe off. Then, he went to open his suitcase and grabbed a shirt. He handed it to me. I told him that I'm okay but he insisted, as always. So I took it and went to the bathroom. I change into it and it was pretty big, but I felt comfortable. I pulled my hair into a messy bun and got out of the bathroom. Taylor was laying on the couch and I bid him goodnight. A few minutes passed, and I couldn't sleep. I looked over at Taylor.

"Tay?" I whispered under my breath.

"Yes?" it shocked me. He's still awake.

"I- I can't sleep."

"Me too." he chuckled. I thought of things to keep our conversation going.

"C'mere." I mumbled, looking at him.

"Are you sure?" he asked. I nodded then he slipped beside me, under the blanket. I thanked him and he smiled. We laid there, not saying a thing. Our faces just three inches away.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mea-" he said but I cut him off.

"it's fine. I don't mind." I assured him. He smiled and then leaned closer to put his arms around me. My heart beating faster as ever. I closed my eyes and put my head on his chest. I curled into him and he moved me closer.

"Goodnight Bells." he whispered in my ear.

"Goodnight Tay."

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