kiss me ➳ taylor caniff

chapter six

Nashville -

I met up with the person who was there to take me to the hotel and soon enough, I was there.

"HEY T!" I heard Matt yell.

"Hey Espinosa!" I laughed as he approached.

"So you have a date with Taylor?" He asked immediately as he took my suitcase for me.

"You guys act like such girls with this stuff." I said, rolling my eyes as I hit the up arrow.

"Yeah but he also won't shut up about it."

My heart fluttered and I felt the stupid smile that I get when Taylor is mentioned come onto my face.

"Oh." I replied, still smiling as the elevator stopped on the 8th floor. I picked up my own suitcase and went to my room. This one was a little nicer than the one in DC, only because it seemed more modern.

I freshened up my makeup and curled the ends of my hair, staying in my outfit I had worn here.

It was 4:30 now and I had nothing to do, so I went onto Twitter.

"@Tatianaduro: Hey Nashville :)"

I got some replies back from fans of both mine and the boys. I guess they were kind of put together now that I had joined Magcon. I replied to a few of them because I knew it meant a lot to them, having been in that place myself while I was a Justin Bieber fan.

There was a knock on the door and I got up to answer it, adjusting my shirt as I walked to the door. I opened it to see Taylor in a maroon bandana and sweatshirt. He's more color coordinated than most girls I know.

"Are you still up for that date?" He asked with a smile.

I nodded. "Of course."

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"This is so cute." I laughed as we got our menus. We were at a 50's style diner that also had a roller rink.

"I hope so, I planned this out as soon as I got back to Indiana." Taylor admitted as he looked at the menu.

I ordered a lemonade and pancakes (because why not get pancakes for dinner?), making sure I didn't eat too fast in front of Taylor. I was excited to roller skate, maybe too excited.

"Can I be honest with you?" Taylor asked as we made our way towards the rink, holding our skates in our hands.

"Yeah," I replied, sitting on a bench outside of the entrance to the rink so I could put on my skates.

"Promise you won't get mad?" He said, sitting beside me.

"I don't think anything could ruin tonight." I said with a smile as I tied the lace to my skates.

"I made a bet with Gilinsky that whichever one of us you fall for first gets $150 from the other."

My heart dropped into my stomach at his words.

"What?" I asked in disbelief, feeling tears come to my eyes.

"No no but listen," he begged as I stood up. "I realized that I actually cared about you and couldn't do that."

"I knew you were an asshole but I didn't think you'd take it that far."

I took off the one skate that I had put on and handed it to Taylor before walking out.

I let the tears spill down my face as I walked in the direction of the hotel. I knew it would take me awhile to get there but it gave me time to think.

Taylor wasn't jealous that night. He just thought he was losing a bet. I'm part of a fucking bet. They don't care about me.

Why did they all say Taylor liked me if I was really just some bet to him? Did they know about it too? Thinking about it made me feel sick.

When I finally got to the hotel, the boys were all in the lobby with Bart.

"Tatiana where were you?" He asked, walking over to me.

"Can I talk about it later?" I mumbled, my voice quivering. He studied my face for a moment before nodding and giving me a pat on the back.

"We were worried." He said.

I glanced at Taylor who was staring at the ground before walking to the elevator. I couldn't look at him.

The boys followed me, all except Taylor who sat with Bart.

"What happened?" Carter asked as the elevator started to rise.

"I was a bet."

Carter turned to Gilinsky who looked down.
"It was Taylor's idea."

"You still went along with it." Carter defended.

"I know, I'm an asshole." Jack confessed. I grabbed Nash's arm as I walked out of the elevator.

"I need to talk to you."

I walked into my room with Nash following after me, locking the door behind him so the boys couldn't sneak in and hear what I talked to him about.

"Did you know?" I asked, sitting at the end of my bed.

"I didn't, honestly.. I'm so sorry." He replied. Tears were continuing to roll down my cheeks as I thought of Taylor. He made me feel special and wanted only to tell me the opposite.

"I really thought he liked you, it seemed like he did." Nash attempted to comfort me.

"Can you stay with me tonight?" I asked, wiping the mascara from under my eyes.

"I.. Uh, sure." He sighed. He went to his room to get his pajamas and tooth brush before coming back. I had changed into my own pajamas while he had left, so I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth when he came back in.

"I sleep shirtless do you want me to keep it on or?" Nash asked, popping his head into the bathroom.

"Do what you want." I replied.

I walked out to see Nash lying on the bed with his shirt on, which probably made him feel more comfortable since we're only friends. I didn't question it as I rolled into my bed. Nash pulled me into him and put his arm around my waist, rubbing my back.

"Don't think about him, okay?" He said quietly as he pulled the covers over my body.

"I really liked him, Nash." I said into his chest, draping my arm over him.

"I know."

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