Do Players Fall In Love?

Chapter 9.

Chapter 9

TAYLOR'S P. O. V.

Finally it's Friday. When I woke up this morning, I was in such a great mood. I woke up before my alarm, which means my day didn't start from a blasting noise in my ear. I took a shower, did my normal routine, dressing in a white tank top with a gray knitted sweater, jeans and my uggs.

I didn't wear my bracelets since I was wearing long sleeves. It was early October, so its starting to get chilly out. I left my hair down like usual and slipped on a grey beanie. I even switched out my phone case for a slick blue one that had a penguin with a scarf.

I went downstairs, still having time to spare before leaving. My mom was upstairs sleeping. She didn't go to work because she was tired, and she was feeling nauseous. My Uncle Paul filled in for her today. That's the great thing about having a family business, you don't want to go to work? Call in a family member. Of course you pay them, but only for the hours they filled in. It's pretty cool.

I was just taking out a lucky charms cereal bar, when my phone vibrated in my back pocket. I pulled it out, and Zach's name flashed across the screen.

Zach: Want a ride to school?

Taylor: Nah, I'm good. You got your car fixed?

Seconds later, he replied with.

Zach: Not exactly, better than that. C'mon, come over.

I was kinda confused on what he meant when he said 'better than that', but I decided to go anyway.

Taylor: Fine.

I slipped my phone in my pocket, wondering what he's on about. Unwrapping the cereal bar and taking a bite, I grabbed another one to bring for Zach. Lord knows that kid never eats breakfast. As I made my way towards the door, I picked up my backpack, put a water bottle in the outside pocket, and walked outside, using my back door.

It wasn't freezing out, but it was cold enough to go outside with a sweatshirt. Since we lived back to back, it was like we shared backyards. I walked through mine and his, and made my way to the front of his house. As soon as I stepped foot in the driveway, I saw Zach was standing there.

He was wearing a black sweatshirt with a 'East View Baseball' written on the front in white and dark blue jeans. His hair was perfectly spiked in the front, and he was smirking.

"What did you want to show me?" I asked, throwing the cereal bar at him. I was aiming for his face but he caught it swiftly, and chuckled a 'thanks'.

"Are you ready?" He steps aside, and my vision clears.

That's when I noticed he didn't have his car next to him. Nope, no car. I didn't see his old car or not even a new one, because maybe that's what he meant when he said 'better than that'.

"You have a motorcycle?" I ask in disbelief. I've never been on one, and they sorta terrify me, but in a good way. I feel a tingle through my body, excited for what awaits. I couldn't help but wiggle my hips a little, in anticipation for the ride. I could hear Zach laughing loudly, but I didn't care.

"So, you like it?" His breath raised goose bumps on my neck from behind me, and I try to convince myself it's only because the heat of it contrasting against the cold air around us.

"It's, yeah. I've never seen one this close,"I said, slightly breathless. It was a Harley Davidson. The bike was black with a design resembling flames lined up at the sides. I ran my hand across the seat, reveling in the slick feel.