The Soldier's Girl (Under Editing)

Chapter 22

CAROLINE'S POV

The rest of September and all of October passed quickly. It was already Halloween before I knew it. That had meant I'd been with Taylor for three months already, in someways that felt long and in some it felt short. The last three months sure were good ones though, they'd been full of laughs and tears and moments I'd never forget. I'd gotten really used to living with Taylor, especially in the last month or so. But that didn't mean I missed my dad any less.

Ever since we were in New York that weekend and Taylor found out about my nightmares things had gotten easier. That made us a lot closer. I remember the first night after that when I'd had a nightmare, I went into Taylor's room and it was okay. I used to stress about whether I should do that or now but now it seemed normal. She would give me a hug and calm me down, sometimes if I felt up to it we'd even talk about my dreams. Which is a huge step for me.

It was a Thursday and Halloween night, but we didn't have school tomorrow so that made it better. I'd heard that a girl at school was having some huge party tonight but I think I was just going to stay home with Taylor. I also didn't feel like I had any good enough friends at school to even be invited anywhere anyway, so it's not surprising when I'm not invited. Taylor tells me that I should try to make some friends at school but honestly I don't really want to. It may seem selfish and weird but I felt like I had enough going on with my dad and living in a foster home, I'd felt like hanging out with friends all the time wouldn't make me as happy as hanging out with Taylor does.

Just then Taylor came out to the living room where I was sitting. She'd been making calls all day reagarding her New Zealand and Australia leg of the red tour which would go on in December. I'd been told that I was going with her, I'd never been out of the country before and I was really excited. I was sitting in a recliner and Taylor came and sat on the leg of it. She sat for a second without saying anything and I looked up at her.

Her famous blonde hair fell onto her shoulders and her eyes were staring into space until she felt me staring at her. She looked down and saw my eyes on her and smiled. She smiled a real smile not a forced one, you could see it was real by her eyes. She slid off of the leg of the chair and onto the recliner with me, it wasn't that big but it was big enough that Taylor and I could both fit comfortably.

"So.. What should we do tonight?" She asked putting her arm around my neck. One of the things I loved about Taylor was that she never came up to me and told me she was going out with friends or on a date or something. She was always spending the most time with me. And the couple times she had been out with friends she would always check with me to see if that was okay as if it were my choice.

"Let's just stay here and put our pajamas on and do absolutely nothing." I say while looking up at her with a smirk on my face.

"Okay, let's do it." She said before getting up and helping me up. "Oh and your pajamas are still on my bedroom floor." She added. I'd had to come into her room late last night because I had a bad dream and I must've left my pajamas behind. And just as she'd promised there were my pajamas lying beside the side of the bed I always slept on. I saw my dad's old sweatshirt all balled up beside the bed and I got a guilty feeling in my gut.

That sweatshirt wasn't meant to be thrown around and it sure didn't seem right lying around in Taylor's bedroom. When I saw Taylor changing into her pajamas right in front of me I was a little surprised. But then I realized I shouldn't be because we were close enough for that, she had a bra and underwear on the whole time anyway. Reluctantly I changed right there too, not wanting to make a big deal and go into the bathroom to do it. I turned around and did it quick, I didn't want Taylor to see me. She was skinny and perfect, I was pretty skinny too but I sure didn't have as good of a body as she did.