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

2 Weeks Starts Now

Hello my lovely readers <3 I keep telling myself I'm not going to write anymore. I keep lying to myself. I'm so tireddd. I'm really done now. I will update tomorrow.. well, later. Its 1:42 am. Already morning!
XOXO
-Layla
Quinns POV
I hesitated halfway out the car door. I wore an unsure expression. Taylor sat there patiently in the drivers seat, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel.
My voice cut through the silence. "I can't do this. I can't look at my dad if he's up. Can you come with me? Please?"
Taylor looked down into my pleading eyes. The corner of his lips turned up. "I would rob a bank if you asked me to. You are dangerous." He climbed out of the car and I completely got out and closed the door. I took his arm and whispered, "I hope he doesn't see me. It looks like I'm not wearing pants."
He stifled a laugh. He whispered back, "At least I put a shirt on."
"Yeah, when we get back to your house we have to change that."
We quietly opened the front door and I pulled him up the stairs to my room. It was very organized with white walls and little furniture besides the bed, a night stand, and a dresser. I released Taylor and went into my closet, finding a bag. I set it on my bed and pulled out undergarments -which Taylor looked away on, he was not a perv-, my make up bag, black boots, jeans, shorts, blouses, and shirts. Then I grabbed my phone charger and credit card. Once all of that was packed safely away in my bag, I took it and Taylor took it from me. I touched my lips to his cheek and opened the door. I opened the door, only to run into my dad.
He had an angry expression, his eyebrows brought together and his lips in a tight line. "Look he decided to come home."
This was the wrong thing to say to me. "Are you serious? You were the one who kicked me out! You left me standing there crying in the middle of the night on the street! Or does that not ring a bell?" I was suddenly composed. "Dad, this is Taylor," I motioned behind her and Taylor gave a small wave. My dad just scowled at him. "I will be staying with him for at least 2 weeks. Please, try and get your feelings together. Thats what I'm trying to do." I gave cheek a quick kiss and pushed past him. He stood there so surprised and hurt. Taylor muttered something like, "Excuse me, thank you," and followed me.
Once we were in the car, I groaned. I complained, "Why is everyone in such a mood this morning?"
Taylor was about to agree, but something stopped him. His eyes lit up with excitement and I cocked my head. My brows pulled together curiously.
Taylor pitched his idea, "I think we need to go on a date."
I giggled. "I think that is a wonderful idea! Where are we going?"
Taylor took on a devilish stare straight into my eyes. "As if. Baby girl, your are getting surprised, and your gonna like it."
I gave him a genuine smile. "I will love it as long as it involves you." I was itching with excitement. Taylor always knew exactly what was necessary to bring on the sun during a hurricane.