Taking It

5.1

5.1

Involuntarily I lean more towards Taylor, diving his fingers deeper into my hair as he massages my scalp.

I can feel his breath against the tip of my ear before he even speaks. "I'm not rubbing to hard am I?" He question softly, brushing my hair from my face. I shake my head, wishing for him to attempt to braid my hair again.

After attempting to french braid my hair twice, Taylor had given up. He blames it on the his lack of ability to actually feel my hair. I blame it on his lack of knowledge on how to actually braid, however his fingers in my hair felt amazing.

He stops at the sound of Brooklyn's voice. I let out a soft groan as I open my eyes and pull my head away from his tantalizing fingers.

"I think it's time we play hide-n-go seek." Something smug tugs at the corner of her lips as she eyes everyone in the room. "The only rule I have for this game, is that you can't stay in one spot for too long..." She trails off, standing to her feet. Without any warning she shouts, "Nose goes!" and places her finger on her nose.

"Nose goes!"

"Nose goes!"

"Nose goes!"

"Nose goes!" "No–"

We all turn to Alec, a saddened look falls upon his face as his eyes flitters about all of ours. His finger falls from its pursuit to his nose and he huffs. His eyes land on me, an angry fire burning within them as he sends daggers my way.

He mouths the words, "you're going down" before standing up and covering his eyes. Before i can even get the chance to stand up on my own Taylor's grabbing me by the tricep and yanking me off the floor.

I stumble after him, waiting for the perfect opportunity to break off from him. It never arises.

• — • — •

"I think we should find somewhere else to–"

"Shhh." Taylor hisses at me, causing me to shrink back against the wall i'm pressed against. His eyes are closed so he can't see the guilty expression on my face as he's listening out for Alec's footsteps.

He tower's over me, arms trapping me into his frame as he tries to simultaneously hide me while hiding behind the coat rack. He rests against his forearms, leaving little to no room between us.

It's crazy how we always find ourself cramped in close knit spaces at a party.

Taylor must be thinking the same thing because soon a smirk crosses his lips as his eyes find mine.

"The last time we were in a closet we ended the night in my bed." His eyes sparkle with mischief, dangerously playful.

"To bad this encounter won't end up the same way." I whisper back, shifting against the wall and give him a soft little smirk.

"Say's who?" He leans in a bit more, which I didn't think to be possible. I unintentionally hold my breath as his brush against my skin.

His eyes flicker down to my lip, where my teeth were chewing down on the soft skin. Slowly he trace's his fingers along my cheek before capturing my lip with his thumb, pulling it free from my teeth's hold on it.