Taylor Caniff is my boyfriend?

Chapter Thirteen

Taylor's POV.

I think something is going on between Cameron and Ally.

I'm not 100 percent sure but I don't know.

Maybe I should get back at her.

Like kiss Mackenzie. She's really gorgeous. Like oh my. Her eyes are so blue, and dimples.

But what am I saying.

Ally is mine. She's mine. She's my girlfriend.

Not cams.

Not Nash's.

Mine.

And I like it that way.

At that moment while I'm sitting on my bed staring at the ceiling, my phone starts to go off.

It's ally.

*phone call*

Hey! Ally's sweet voice says.

Hey babe. What's up? I said.

Uhm wanna come oveerr? she over exaggerates the R.

Yea sure. I'll be over in a few.

Okay bye! She says as she ends the call.

*end of call*

I just slip on sweatpants and a t-shirt and hoodie and my Jordan's.

I was actually sitting on my bed in my boxers.

That makes myself laugh.

I slip my phone in my pocket and grab my keys.

I open my door and head to the stairs.

When I hear I crash.

"What the..." I say trailing off.

I was sure I was home alone.

I slip into the bathroom and call my mom.

It answers after two rings.

*call*

Me: are you home.

Mom:No I'm at work, don't call back sweetie. Love you.

Me: mom.. Someone's in the house then.

I didn't get to finish the call. She hung up to quickly.

Fuck. I said in my head.

I rush downstairs expecting the worst.

When I see Ally sitting on the floor cracking up.

"You gave me a heart attack!!" I yelled playfully at her.

"I... Can't... Breath!" She said in between laughs.

"What did you do?" I ask giggling.

"I hit my foot on the door and then tripped and fell on the floor." She said without loosing her smile.

I just stare into her eyes.

She looks sad.

She has sadness taking over her eyes.

At that moment a tear slips from her eye.

"What's the matter princess?" I say wiping the lone tear away from her cheek.

"Well.. The doctor said that the cancer is all over my body." She says as tears rush from her eyes.

"I might die Taylor. I can die." She said holding her hands to her eyes and curls into a ball on the floor.

"MY HAIR IS COMING OUT CLUMP BY CLUMP EVERYDAY TAYLOR! I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!" She said screaming.

I grab her arms and pull her close to me. I hold her as tight as u can.

"Shh. It's alright. You just have to stay positive. You will get through this. You'll kick cancers ass. I promise." I kissed her forehead and held her even tighter.

After about 10 minutes of letting her sit on my lap and cry on me on my kitchen floor I finally pick her up. I carry her up to my room.

She's so little and short, I pick her up and she's still in a ball.

When we get to my room I put her on the bed and cover her up.

I turn on my lamp.

And then I get a damp, cold, cloth and walk up to her. I lift her chin up and wipe the tears from her face.

"You can't cry like this hun" I say kissing her nose.

"Please promise me you'll stay strong through this all." I say still dabbing her face.

"I'll try." She says smiling.

I put the rag down and get into bed. I snuggle up next to her and lay with her.

"I love you to the moon and back." I say falling asleep.

I hope she makes it through this sickness. I swear if she doesn't.