How I Met Your Father: Taylor Caniff

Twenty

"Hey, wanna go to the gym with me? Kelsey's still asleep." Taylor poked his head into the bathroom as I finished putting my blonde hair into a ponytail.

I shrugged, grabbing my phone off the countertop. "Sure,"

"Great, put on some leggings, preferably the gray ones that make your ass look good." His mouth curled up at the corners and he winked, causing an annoyed eye roll from me.

"Get out while I change, T." I sighed.

"See you there Lauren." He left and I dug into my bag for the leggings Taylor was talking about. Taylor told me I had a big butt all the time but it's just teasing and in a friendly way. Unfortunately for him, I don't accept it like that. We were in the first city for the new tour and I already blush every time he talks to me. If I blush anymore I'll catch on fire from the hotness on my cheeks.

I tugged the leggings on and slipped on a loose tee-shirt, tying it up so my belly button piercing could show. I got it when I was fourteen behind my mothers back and surprisingly she didn't make me get rid of it. I grabbed my earbuds and shoved them into my ears, making sure to glare at Kelsey asleep in her and Taylor's bed before leaving.

Our event was tomorrow, and I dreaded it. I had acted like I wanted to go but really, Molly begged me because she wanted to see Nash and hang out with another girl. When I shot back and mentioned Kelsey, she scoffed and walked out of the room leaving me with no choice but coming on this death tour.

I rode the elevator down to the lobby and entered the hallway leading to the gym. When I got there Taylor was running on the treadmill, slightly sweaty already from the fast running pace. I got on next to him and started jogging, music playing in my ears. Suddenly, Taylor taps me and waves me over to the weights. I got off, frowning because I hadn't even started doing anything and he was already interrupting me. Typical Taylor.

"Spot me." He demands.

I cross my arms, huffing at him. "What's the magic word, Tay?"

"Your-ass-looks-big-in-those-leggings." He said matter of factly.

I laughed. "You're a moron." He just shrugged his shoulders at me and picked up a weight, curling it repeatedly. He was shirtless, so I could watch how his chest muscles flexed when he lifted the weight, along with his biceps which were huge.

"Earth to Lo," He teased, "Like what you see?"

Yes. "No."

He stopped pumping the weight and looked at me. "Liar," He said seriously. "You probably think I'm the hottest boy ever."

"Okay, Taylor, you're the hottest boy ever," I said sarcastically, walking away to the machines to start on my own workout. I tried my best to keep my body healthy by working out whereas Taylor does it once in a blue moon and fucks around while doing it.

I jump when a pair of arms snakes around my waist. I turn my head around my shoulder, seeing Taylor smiling devilishly. I slap his hand away, and he whimpers playfully at me.

"Cmon," He irks, "You like it when big daddy touches you."

I was taking a drink of water and immediately spit it out all over the machine when the words 'big daddy' left his mouth. "You have a girlfriend, dickwad!"

Taylor chuckles. "Did you just call me a dickwad?"

I jutted my bottom lip out, pouting at his confusing and constant teasing. "Yes," I huffed, "And I could call you much worse."

I turned my back to him and walked over to the counter where the gym towels sat. Moving some over, I jumped up and sat there, guzzling my water angrily and glaring at Taylor from across the room.

Of course he was leading me on and making me feel things. It was just so like Taylor to play with a girls' feelings and not give a damn if he hurts them. It was what he was doing to me and it really sucked because part of me wanted him so stop to avoid me getting hurt but the other part wanted him to just forget about Kelsey for once and kiss me.

I looked down at my hands and my fingers tangled together and sighed. I wasn't even completely sure of my feelings for the kid and he was stressing me out, and that really made no sense. We were the only ones in the gym.

"Lauren come find me." Taylor called all of the sudden, and I looked around and he was gone. I knew where he was, he was obviously in the bathrooms but I didn't have the patience to play hide and go seek with a man in his twenties.

"No!" I yelled back and picked up my phone, proceeding to use it.

"Lauren come find me or you'll be very sorry!" He yells, causing me to groan and get up.

I walk to the bathroom and of course, like I expected, found Taylor who grinned at me. I rolled my eyes, evidently annoyed. "What the fuck do you want?" I growled at him, throwing my arms up in frustration.

"I want to make you realize, that even though you happen to have a crush on me," He says, grabbing my waist and pulling me close so our noses almost touch, "That you're never, ever, going to get this."