Charming Taylor.

Chapter eighteen.

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"What are you doing?"

"Roasting Marshmallows."

"With a candle?"

"That's exactly what I'm doing." Monroe said shrugging his shoulders rotating his marshmallows.

I plopped down on the floor next to Monroe crossing my legs.

"Here try it." Monroe placed the burnt

marshmallow in front of my mouth, I opened my mouth biting the marshmallow off of the fork.

"not bad."

"See, I told you." Monroe said smirking at me. I smiled shaking my hair out of the towel, It was Friday night and Monroe and I were having a sleepover, well.. that's what Monroe called it anyways.

I smiled, pulling at my white carpet, not daring to look at Monroe, after our talk Thursday, things have a slightly changed.

I had so many questions about Blake but I didn't know how far I could push Monroe until he shut down again, and that's a risk I'm not willing to take. I don't know how I feel about Monroe, but all I wanted to do was hold Monroe and tell him everything was going to be okay, even though I would be lying, because truthfully nothing will be okay.

I just wanted him near me, I needed him near me, Monroe was almost like my comfort, he was always there, and I loved it, I love knowing I have someone who truly likes me for me, knowing that he's there, and will be there under any circumstance, I love it, but I always felt guilty, I can hardly even be around him with not wanting to blurt out the truth, I've bitten my tongue so much the past couple of days, it's a permanent pain, and I deserve it, because the future pain I'm going to cause Monroe will be permanent. I couldn't stand being away from Monroe, it's like somethings missing if I don't see him, or hear for him.. Call me crazy call me whatever, but I can't help it, it's how I feel, and honestly I've never felt this way before, I don't know what this feeling is, I don't know how to break free from it..

"Chay?" Monroe said looking down at me, stroking my hair.

"Hmm?" I said squeezing my eyes shut tighter.

"What's on your mind?"

You.

"Nothing, I'm just excited for Paris that's all." I said smiling slyly.

Monroe's hands reached for mine, as he placed his lips on my knuckles, Monroe knew all the right things to say and do.

"I know, two weeks in Paris with you, I can only imagine what could happen." I could hear the smirk in Monroe's voice. I mentally rolled my eyes, of course Paris is the city of "Love."

"Monroe?"

"Chanel."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Shoot."

"What happened to Blake?" I felt Monroe tense underneath me, and for the first time in over an hour, I opened my eyes coming into view with those mesmerizing eyes of his.

Monroe's hands released from my hair, dropping on my back with a slight thud.

I lifted my head up, meeting his eyes, for the first time in forever Monroe's face was blank.

Monroe went to move me off of him, I reacted pushing him back down on the floor with a loud thud.

"I'm sorry Monroe- I shouldn't have asked, it's none of my business."

"Your right Chanel it's not." Monroe snapped his voice slightly strained.

I winced at his voice, quickly sitting up so I was chest to chest with Monroe.

"I'm sorry." I whispered not taking my eyes off my hands.

When I get nervous I bite my lip and start fiddling with my fingers.

I could feel Monroe's eyes on me, it's obvious I pushed Monroe to far, and part of me knew he would react how he did, but the other part of me wished that he would actually open up to me, let me in.

I felt like such an asshole, I needed to fix it, I needed to let Monroe know that I trust him, and he can trust me too.

So I did the next best thing, I broke my walls down for Monroe Taylor.

"When I was ten, my dad left my mom and I, to be with a younger woman, I haven't heard from him since, my mom and I use to be really close, until my dad left us, and she started going off in her own little world, the only thing that my mom knew how to do was date guys after guys, it's almost like she forgot how to be a parent-"

"Chanel, stop. What are you doing?" Monroe said lifting my chin up, his eyes looked so sincere, almost like he was hurting because I was hurting.

I ignored Monroe and continued to tell him about how fucked up my life really is.

"I basically raised myself until now, when I moved here sophomore year, it wasn't because my mom got a job promotion it was because my mom dated this guy and they didn't last, so we packed up and moved to California. You don't know how long I waited to turn eighteen, I'll be going to college, starting my life right, doing everything my mom didn't do.

Andrew and I broke up because the day I flew out to see him. he left me waiting at the airport for three hours, why? because he was busy with Serena Daniels." I snorted.

Monroe wiped my cheeks with his thumbs, I didn't realize I had been crying. How pathetic is that?

"I'm so pathetic." I said letting out a little laugh, wiping at my face.

I took a deep breath, relaxing into Monroe's arms as he pulled me against his chest.

I snuggled into Monroe's shoulder pushing myself as close to Monroe as possible.

Monroe drew circles on my back, putting my sniffles at ease.

Monroe Taylor was my safe-zone and I absolutely hated it.

So, that's how my night went, straddling Monroe and crying into his shoulder as he held me tight like I was going to break any minute, to be quite honest I didn't know if I was coming or going. Instead of breaking Monroe's walls down, He broke my down, and he didn't do a damn thing, but be there. Damn him.

I Chanel Zuilo, did the one thing I thought I would never do, or never would happen.. I broke my wall down for Monroe Taylor, Monroe Taylor broke my wall down.