Taylor's Song <3 {ON HOLD :(.....}

Taylor's Song <3

"Try and get me now Drew!" I said looking down from a tree in his backyard. He looked up with a sparkle in his eyes.

"I'm bigger than you! I can beat you up Taylor!" he said starting to climb the tree. I squealed and climbed up another branch.

"Taylor I give up, now get down here." Drew whined. He descended from the tree and frowned up at me.I watched as I clung to the tree trunk.

"I can't! I only know how to get up, not down!" I say pouting. He steadied his back against the tree trunk and reached up his hands. They were powdered with dirt from our long day outside.

"Grab my hands, you won't get hurt." he said waiting for my little hands to fall into his. His were only a little larger since he was 9 and I was 7. I started down and clung to his hands. I slowly started to slip down and then flew from the tree with Drew beneath me. We landed with a thud on the ground. Although his elbow was bleeding he rolled over and studied me.

"I'm sorry Taylor! Are you okay?" Drew asked leaning over me. I suddenly came up with a good revenge plan. I put on my best puppy face and pouted.

"I will if you kiss me..." I trailed off. He leaned in puckering his lips like a fish. He almost reached me before I rolled out from underneath him leaving him kissing the ground. He got up and glared at me as he wiped dirt from his mouth onto the back of his already dirty hand.

"I'm going to get you Taylor!" he says starting to chase after me.

"Go ahead and try." I dared and ran off to my house running through the doors.

"Here comes the two lovebirds." our fathers teased together. Drew ran in shortly after me and stopped when he saw our father's laughing. I grabbed his hand and dragged him into my room to (for the thousandth time) play dress up with me.

"Why do you always think I'll play with you?" he asks still slightly angry with me. His usual excuse played in my head.

"Because it makes me happy." I said batting my eyelashes. I threw my crown at him and instead of placing it on his head he walked over and gently set the crown on my head.

"Why is it on my head?" I asked bewildered. He smirked and wiped away some dirt on my cheek. The gesture made me shiver which was weird because the air conditioner in my room remained off and silent.

"It looks better on you." he said smiling. "Taylor? Do you think our dads are right? I mean I don't know what love is but maybe it's a good thing." he says unsure.

"Yeah, maybe their right but mom and dad say their in love and they are always kissing. That's yucky I would never kiss you! You have cooties." I say trying to seem intelligent for putting two and two together.

"Yeah, your right. You have cooties too." he says lightly pushing my shoulder. He hugs me goodbye before running home.