Chapter 9 - Hot Lips

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Taylor's POV

I woke up to insanely loud music. "What the hell?!" I said covering my ears from the noise. It sounds like it's coming from downstairs. I walked out of my room to see Hayden doing the same. He was covering up his ears too. What time is it anyway? I looked up at the wall clock. Seriously! It's freaking five-thirty in the morning! I listened a bit to the music.

It's much too quiet in here

I wanna disappear

I'm hearing myself thinking too clear

It's too quiet in here

Make it all go away

Why can't we break this silence finally

It was 'Quiet' by Demi Lovato. Crap! It's Kris. Hayden realized what that meant, and we ran down the stairs. We searched the main rooms but couldn't find her. When we came across one of the hallways, we heard the source of the music through the door. I was about to open the door but Hayden stopped me.

"I'll go." he looked at me before he opened the door.

Hayden's POV

I opened the door, then closed it. The room was all white. No furniture. Absolutely no feeling, but an emptiness. The sun barely rising, giving the room a blue tint. There in the middle of the floor was Kris. Knees up to her chest, and arms wrapped tightly around them. Her shoulders were slightly shaking. With her forehead on her knees, she didn't notice me. Well she couldn't hear me from the loud music. I went and sat behind her, my legs on either side. She still didn't seem to know I was there. I hugged her from behind. My arms around her stomach. She was startled then started to struggle. I held on tighter, closing my eyes. I hated that she had to go through what she did. She kept shaking her head saying no, over and over. Then stopped. She was full on crying now. She covered her face in her hands and leaned into me. I put my face into the crook of her neck, softly kissing it, in hopes that she'd calm down. The music was done playing now.

"Why did they have to leave me?" she cried "Why did they go, and not me?" she sobbed.

"I don't know." I said softly.

"I could have saved them. If only.." she started

"Everything happens for a reason. You couldn't have stopped it." I said barely over a whisper.

"I would have rather it have been me." she whispered her breath shaky.

"Don't say that. Please don't say that." I didn't even notice I was crying. We sat there for ten more minutes until she had cried herself to sleep. I lifted her up and carried her to my room. It was only six in the morning, and school doesn't start until nine. So I decided to get some more sleep. I placed her under the covers and laid there beside her. She looked so peaceful, like there was no pain at all. My arms made their way around her waist, as I kissed her cheek.

"Why won't you just love me back?" I whispered to her. Then I fell asleep.

*Two hours later*

Kris was still sleeping. She must be exhausted. I got out of bed and went to take a shower. After that I walked back into my room with only a towel. Kris was waking up. She looked around hazily, trying to figure out where she was. Then she saw me and she froze. I did too, but I don't know why. She met my eyes then looked at my bare chest. One of her eyebrows was slightly upwards as she wore a faint smirk. I realized what she was doing so I said "If you want to see me naked, all you have to do is ask." I smirked.

She wasn't fazed. Instead she got up and off the bed. She drug her index and middle fingers barely on my bed, staring into my eyes. She looked so sexy. Once she was in front of me she lifted her hand a placed it on the towel. Her hand then traveled up my torso and to my neck as she brought her face to my ears. "Only in nightmares captain cherry." she smirked then left my room. 'Captain cherry?' what the heck. Oh wait. I ran back into my bathroom, and looked in the mirror. I was blushing!? Really! Oh I am not gonna live this down. I hurriedly got dresses into some dark wash jeans and a red plaid button up. I got downstairs and headed for the kitchen. We had forty-five minutes until school started so I thought I'd make breakfast. I started making bacon, eggs and pancakes. While I was finishing up, Kris and Taylor both walked in laughing. I bet she told Taylor what happened. Oh joy.

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