~ July 20th, 2010 ~
The last day was just a common day. Well, I spent the whole day smiling. A lot.
He won't get out of my head.
It's 10am right now and he's at my door again.
My mom opens up the door and hugs him.
"I'm so glad you're my daughter's friend. She really enjoys having you here."
I can't believe she said it.
"I really enjoy being with her as well."
Now he's melting my heart.
He's really cute when he wants to.
He walks to me.
"Hi, Tay."
"Hi, Zain. Let's go upstairs?"
We both look at my mom.
"Yes, you kids can go upstairs."
"Thank you"
We both said.
We walk upstairs and get in my room.
"So... We need to talk, Taylor."
He says, closing the door and sitting on my bed.
"What?"
I say, sitting on his side.
"You know I always wanted to sing, don't you?"
"Yes..."
"Well... I'm going to the x-factor."
"That's amazing!"
I smile.
"Yes it is... But... Well..."
"What?"
"You can't go with me."
"That's okay, Zain. I can wait a couple weeks for you."
"Oh, ok."
"When are you leaving?"
"In five days."
"Wow, that's soon."
"Yes."
"But it's worth it."
"Yeah, it is."
He says as he gets closer.
When we're about to kiss, my mom opens up the door.
"What are you doing? Were you about to kiss her?"
"Actually.. yes, he was."
They both looked at me with a surprised look on their faces. Wrong button, Taylor, wrong button.
"But don't worry, mom. It was a dare. We were recording a kiss, because Britany dared us to kiss, and we were doing so."
"Oh... Ok. But don't do it, you could regret."
"Of course, mom, sorry."
"It's okay, kids."
She leaves back to the kitchen, and we start laughing. Oh, man, that was awkward.
"You can lie very well, Tay. I'm a little scared."
He laughs.
"Of course, living with you for fifteen years, I had to learn something from you."
"Okay, so... I gotta go."
"Wait."
"What?"
"You told me you spent half of your life wanting to be a singer yesterday."
"Yes?"
"I spent this whole time wondering... What you spent the other half doing?"
"Wanting something else."
"Seriously?"
"Yes."
"What?"
"You."
We spent five whole minutes looking at each other's eyes after that. Wow. That's intense.
"So... Yeah. I gotta go."
"Bye"
"Bye"
he kisses my lips and leaves.
Well, that was weird.
I reach my notebook and my pen, and start a new song.
"And don't you know?
You're really gonna be someone,
Ask anyone.
And when you find everything you looked for,
I hope your life lead you back to my door
Oh, but if it don't,
Stay beautiful"As I finish the song, I search for a blank page, and write down some sentences:
"One day we'll tell the story of us.
How we met and the sparks flew instantly.
And people will say 'they're the lucky ones.'"I decide to go out for a walk after.
As I walk through the streets, I find Louis.
"Taylor!"
"Lou!"
We hug and decide to talk. He's my ex. It's weird. I know right? But I couldn't be mad at him. I couldn't be broken hearted.
We spent five months together, in 2009, after I had a big fight with Zain.
After four months, he didn't want to kiss me. He didn't want to have sex. He didn't want to so anything sexual related. He was my best friend, not my boyfriend.
After two or three weeks, he decided to finally tell me what was happening. He was scared as fūck. He started to cry and say that his family wouldn't accept him anymore if he told them.
I hugged him and said it was okay, and that he should just tell me what happened. That's when he spoke up. He said that in the last three months of our relationship, he realized he didn't see girls the same way he did before.
He said that it wasn't fun to look at their bodies anymore. He said he didn't feel the same anymore. He said he didn't want to break my heart, but in these months he started to see boys in a different way, that he started paying more attention to them.
He said he felt different. He confessed to me that he was gay.
And that's why I couldn't be mad at him.
Because he said the truth, and that's the most important thing to me.
I pretended to be his girlfriend for more four months while he dated another guy, but he gave me my roommate after it all, so it's worth it all. Her name is Meredith, because of Meredith Grey, mine and Louis' favorite character of our favorite show on TV. And... She's a cat.
We sit on a bench at the park and start to talk about everything.
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