Magcon Imagines

Taylor Caniff

Qotd: Have you ever met any of the boys?

A/N: Sorry this isn't my best

It was pouring down rain in the night. While everyone else in the house was sound asleep, I was wide awake, petrified of the thunder and lightning that was illuminating the dark sky.

My room always had a cold drift but tonight everything was creepier to me. The creaky wooden floors and dark, cracked closet was  a playground for my fears to run wild.

I battled myself to go back to sleep but I couldn't unless I sat for endless hours waiting for the storm to cease. Unwillingly, I picked up my cellphone and called the first person I could think of, Taylor. The ringer sang into my ear until he answered in a groggy voice.

"(Y/N)?" He asked questionably in a deep, raspy voice, "What's up?" He said concerned.

"I'm so sorry I woke you up but I'm so scared. Taylor, come over?" I begged holding my legs with one arm and my phone with the other. I trembled in the cold air.

"Aren't your parents home?" He asked sounding more awake.

"Taylor please?" I pleaded, refusing to take no for an answer. I heard a deep sigh and shuffling on the other line.

Finally he spoke, "I'll be there as soon as possible" he told me. As soon as I thanked him he hung up. I patiently waited, sitting up in my bed, staring out of my window waiting for his black car to pull up.

"Just come up" I texted him. He wore his grey sweats and black hoodie. My door knob twisted and in walked Taylor. He was a little damp from running in the rain. His eyes looked tired but still managed to smile at me. I scooted over to make room for Taylor and he immediately took his sweatshirt off and crawled inside the covers. I shivered and he grinned at me again, handing me the hoodie. I gladly took it and placed it on my delicate body. It smelled like his scent, fresh soap and a little hint of lilac.

We laid in silence as he wrapped me in his embrace,  "Thank you" I whispered half asleep, finally feeling safe in my room. I felt his lips make contact with my neck, it sent goosebumps down my spine.

"Are you still cold?" He asked.

"That wasn't from the drift" I silently said, turning around so I could face Taylor. He made a noise, too tired to reply. I didn't care for a reply, I know he heard it. I nuzzled my head into his armpit, where it was comfortable. I felt him squeeze me tighter and I soon fell asleep, forgetting about my fear of the storm.

This is such a crappy ending sorry. Please comment and vote.

Aotd: I've been to Digitour Jack and Jack VIP, United26 w/ Hayes VIP,  Digitour Chicago GA, Shawn Mendes concert, and the RV Project. So I've seen/met everyone but Cameron.