The President's Daughter

Rejection/Way back

Jordan's P.O.V

"Then she tossed me my shirt but got mad at me when I went to put it on." I explain to Austin. Currently I was sitting on his couch talking and drowning my feelings in beer. Even though weren't allowed to drink yet, Austin's older brother was 24 so he would buy the drinks and then ship them to Austin from California. I winced slightly as I took a too big gulp and the beer scorched my throat. 

"That obviously means she wants you to put your shirt on. Right?" I ask him, talking another gulp. 

He did also. Then he coughed and nodded. 

"To be honest dude, I think you whipped. Anybody ever told you that?" he asked a slight smile on his face. 

"Other than myself, I don't think so."

"Well what do you think is wrong with her?" he questioned.

I thought for a second, "I think she doesn't want me anymore" I pout. Ugh! The alcohol is getting to me. 

Austin laughs, "Eh, incorrect! I think the exact opposite, I think she totally wants you. That's how Hayley was until..." A devil smile forms across his face. 

"Let me ask you sum." he ask suddenly. 

I look at my beer bottle, "Why in the hell is she still a virgin!"

I look up and at him, "How did you know that?" 

"Hayley."

I shrug, "We just never get around to it."

"Come on dude. I'm your best friend, now don't sit here and tell me that you guys haven't at least done 'other stuff'" he pronounced other stuff slowly.

I shrug one shoulder, "I mean we have" 

"Then what's the problem? Just do it!"

"That's easy for you to say" I mumble. 

"Not really, I know you feel that longing in the pit of your stomach every time you guys kiss, hell I feel it every time me and Hayley do"

I nod. "I do, it's just she seems too scared. Like someone told her something..."

Then there was a awkward silence, then my brain clicked. Me and Austin looked at eachother,

"Hayley" we said in unison. 

Who else would tell her anything!? I thought.

Whatever me and Taylor have to work this out.......

I get up wobbling a little from my drink, "Where r u going?" Austin asks. 

"To talk with Taylor" 

"Not in your condition your not"

"Yes, I am. I'm fine" I say holding my hands out and turning around slowly, afraid I'm going to fall but I keep my face composed. 

Then without warning I leave the house.....

"I'll go where ever I walk" I mumbled.

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Taylor's P.O.V

"He's what?!" I screamed into the phone at Austin. 

"He's driving to your house now" he whispered.

"While drunk?!" I yell. 

"Yes. Look I'm s-" be began.