Nobody Said it was Easy // Taylor Caniff and Cameron Dallas

Pancakes

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-Layla
Quinns POV
I woke up on top of Taylor. My head was resting on his bare chest and my black hair was splayed out on either side of his face. Taylor normally slept shirtless. When i lifted my head and tried to get off on him, he just stirred and pulled me back. I let out an umph when i fell back onto him.
"Sorry..."
He just cracked a crooked smile and wrapped his tanned arms around me.
When he finally opened his eyes, they were twinkling. He said, "What could you possibly be sorry for? You say that too much."
I pulled her head up so i could look at him. His slight southern accent dripped with sleep when he asked again, "What are you sorry for?"
"You had to sleep with me on you. That could not have been pleasant."
"You do not know how a teenage boy thinks. You are forgiven."
I smiled big.
"Now what?" Taylor smirked.
"Its just that your voice is adorable in the morning."
He rolled on top of me, his arms on either side of my head to support his weight. He kissed my nose and replied with, "Your eyes are really blue in the morning. Its like they come alive with electricity."
I said softly, "No, thats just when I'm around you." Then I squirmed to the bathroom before he could kiss me.
Taylors POV
I guess that was so she could have fresh breath. I just laid there propped up on one arm, staring and smiling after her. I was so, desperately in love with her.
I grabbed an extra toothbrush and gave it to her. I also gave her a blue, Magcon shirt and told her she could shower and put this on afterward. Then, i went and brushed my teeth and did morning stuff in the other bathroom.
When i finished, i made pancakes. I was at the stove when Quinn walked down the stairs.
Quinns POV
I looked at him cooking. He was shirtless with black basketball shorts on. His hair was ruffled from sleeping. I looked down at herself: Taylors blue Magcon shirt that was a little long, so it covered up the short, black shorts i had on. Good thing i decided to put them on under my skirt last night.
Taylors POV
As I put the last pancake onto the plate and turned off the stove, i felt arms wrap around him. I turned and took Quinn in. My eyes felt wide with desire. Her hair was wet and stringy, which oddly made her look very attractive. Plus the fact it looked like she wasn't wearing pants. Her long, tan legs were flawless
Quinn laughed, wrapping her arms around my neck. She said, "Your eyes look like they're going to pop out of your head!"
That, of course, made me blush, which made her laugh even more.
I interrupted with a red face, "Okayyy. Pancakes? I made some. Plates are over there." I pointed at a cabinet. I scratched the back of my neck, embarrassed.
Quinn just leaned in and kissed me quick on the lips, then pranced around to the cabinet. I blushed again when i watched her. I silently scolded myself for blushing so much. In my defense, she was showing a lot of skin. Not that I minded looking, but it felt rude. I quickly grabbed the pancakes and went to the dining room.
She soon followed and announced, "I bring plates." Then she looked down and frowned. She shyly looked up at him, "Umm Idunno where the forks are."
I laughed at her and grabbed her waist, hoisting her over my shoulder. She laughed and pretended to try and escape, but she couldn't.
I set her down in front of the silverware drawer, smiling. I opened it. "Forks."
Then, I couldn't help himself, I backed her up against the counter. I cupped her face and she snaked her arms up my back. We were just about to kiss when a doorbell rang.
Once.
Twice.
Three Times.
We shared an annoyed looks.
Hand in hand, we went to the door. Courtney stood there in jeans and a blue, designer jacket. Her blond hair in elegant waves until her shoulders and her lips purple from the cold. Her eyes bulged and her mouth was a little 'o'.
Quinn and I wore matching faces, their lips turned down at the corners.
I broke the silence first. "Can I help you?"
She shook her head. "I was going to ask if you'd heard from Quinn since you guys are doing that project together." She glared at Quinn, but talked to me. "Guess you have. Looks like you even worked on a project together, too." She motioned at us. Neither of us had much clothes on.
Now Quinn was irritated. "No. I got kicked out and he let me stay here. He actually came to see if I was okay yesterday. I didn't even get a single text from you all week! He is helping me through some stuff. I like him way better then you right now. Bye."
Quinn closed the door in Courtneys make up covered face. Leaving her there with a look of hurt and disbelief on her face.
Quinn and I started laughing and she said, "That was a long time coming and it felt nice to do it holding your hand." Then, we went and finally ate the delicious pancakes.
What an eventful morning. Next stop, Quinns home. We decided Quinn had to pack 2 weeks worth of clothes.