-Chapter 11: Hot chocolate

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23rd December, 2011

*Taylor’s P.O.V*

“I like glitter and sparkly dresses but I’m not gonna talk about that, in my monologue. I like baking and things that smell like winter, but I’m not gonna say that…in my monologue. La la la, la la la. I like writing songs about douche-bags who cheat on me but I’m not gonna talk about that, in my monologue. I like writing their names into songs so they’re ashamed to go in public, but I’m not gonna say that, in my monologue. La la la, la la la. You might think I’d bring up Joe, that guy who broke up with me on the phone, but I’m not gonna mention him…in my monologue. Hey Joe! I’m doing real well, tonight I’m hosting SNL. But I’m not gonna brag about that, in my monologue…” I sang along to the YouTube video as I straightened my hair. Oh Taylor Swift, how you’ve gotten me through so much in my life. I thank you every day for your music.  

“Hey Taylor. What are you straightening your hair for? The way your hair is now is already beautiful.” Justin smiled, leaning against the door of my room. I smiled and turned off the flat iron, motioning for him to come and sit next to me. I smiled, putting the flat iron back in the drawer where it was in the first place. Justin closed the computer lid, placing it on the ground and then wrapped his arms around my waist. “Wanna spend the day inside? Mom told me there’s a freezing rain warning and I wouldn’t want you to get hurt now…” He whispered to me and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear at the same time. I smiled even bigger, looking down at the bed-if I looked at Justin, I would start blushing. For sure.

“What do you wanna do inside?” I asked, turning to face him. A sneaky smile crept onto his face, giving me an idea of what he was thinking. “You’re a dirty boy, Justin. Dirty, dirty, dirty.” I shook my head and Justin kissed me, a long…slow kiss. I kissed back and wrapped my arms around his neck, getting my fingers caught in his soft and gorgeous hair. After a couple minutes, we broke apart and Justin started kissing down my neck…oh God. This kid. I swear.

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“Mmmmm…what’s your mom baking?” I asked, a couple minutes later. We were lying down on my bed, looking at videos on YouTube.

“I don’t know. But it smells gooddddddd.” Justin sniffed the air and I smiled, giving him a kiss on the cheek. He smiled as well, typing something in the YouTube search bar. Then he clicked on a video and I recognized it straight away. It was him singing ‘With You’.

“Awwh. Justin, look! This kid is so cute! I remember watching this when you showed me it like hours later.”

“Yeah, back when you were a mini version of your gorgeous self.” I laughed and Justin smiled, staring straight at me. Justin’s so flawless. It’s not even funny how flawless he is. I swear, I’m still surprised that he would date me. I kissed him quickly, tapping his nose once I had pulled away. He smiled and asked:

“Do I get more later?” I thought for a minute.

“Maybe you will, maybe you won’t…just depends.”

“Depends on what?” Justin asked, closing the computer lid and moving closer to me. I laughed and shook my head signalling that I wasn’t gonna tell him. I felt his breath on my neck as he whispered in my ear-in that deep and seductive voice:

“Awwh babe. Why won’t you tell me?” Chills went down my spine. I looked at Justin and he smirked, knowing that he won this round. Oohh that kid. I rolled my eyes and opened up the laptop again, trying my best to ignore his smirks and his gaze. “Oh Taylor. You I won this and you know I love you.”

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