Brokenhearted (a Taylor Caniff fanfic )

Chapter 12

It's been a week since I've been out of the hospital. My bumps and bruises have healed for the most part the only evidence of my accident is the brace around my leg wrapped in red and the crutches needed to walk. The boys are staying for another two weeks before leaving. We've all gotten surprisingly close. They have been really helpful through all of this. Matt and Haley are growing closer and closer by the minute. I haven't spoken to Carter since that night in the hotel. I've tried talking with him but he refuses to see me, Cameron seems to believe he's feeling guilty and he needs time to forgive himself. The only thing is I don't understand exactly why he's feeling guilty, I don't blame him for what happened. It's my fault for not paying attention to where I was going. It's not as if he pushed me in front of the moving vehicle. If I could only talk to him, maybe I could help him from blaming himself.

Taylor and I have been spending a great deal of time together. He is honestly so sweet, most people see him as the annoying, immature one of the groups, but in all honesty I don't see hi that way at all. He's been nothing but kind and generous to me while I would and the hospital and even now that I'm out. What's even better is he confessed his feelings towards me. I'm not gonna lie to myself I feel them to, but I've hurt enough people and I can't hurt him too. He means too much to me. I'm not sure at this point what to do.

It was late afternoon, I was in my hotel room all alone. Haley was off somewhere with Matt, which I didn't mind. I was actually quite happy for her. She was happy and that's all that matters to me. She deserves to be happy with someone who will treat her in the way that she deserves.

I lay in bed watching my favorite TV show, Teen Wolf and chewing on my favorite candy, Sour Patch Kids when a knock came to my door. I crawled out of bed and looked through the peep hole to see the one and only

Taylor Caniff

I ran to the mirror on the other side I the room taking in my appearance. I slightly adjusted my messy bun and red bandana and straighten out my red spandex and my red and white obey tank top. I then ran back to open the door. A smile appeared on his face once he saw me and I returned it.

"What's up Caniff?" I asked allowing him entrance.

"I just came by to check on you." He blushed.

"Aw that's cute." I blushed. and flopped back down onto my plush bed. I felt the bed dip in a bit and look over to see him sitting nervously. I reached over an grabbed his shirt pulling him over to me. "Don't be shy Caniff. I don't bite" I laughed slightly and so did he.

I snuggled up close to him, resting my head on his chest. His arms wrapped around my waist. I turned my attention back to the TV.

I could feel Taylor's gaze on me. I looked over and saw my assumption was correct. His brown orbs gazing into my green ones.

"What is it?" I asked shyly.

"Nothing." He shook his head.

"Come on tell me."

"It's nothing." He said. "I was just thinking"

"Well whatcha thinking about?" I asked curiously.

"Just you." He started. "I can't tell you how much it hurt thinking that I had lost you. The only thing is I'm not sure why it hurt so much. I've never felt like that before. I mean we had only spoken a few times, but it's just that since the moment I first saw you I felt some sort of connection to you. It was stronger than anything I've ever felt. It felt like my heart was being ripped from my chest every time I would think about you never waking up. Seeing you laying there lifeless knowing there wasn't anything I could do, it killed me."

His words rang around my head. It was the sweetest thing I had ever heard. I didn't know what to say.

My dad use to say actions speak louder than words.

So instead of saying anything I simply kissed his cheek before snuggling back up to him. My eyes began to feel heavy an I could feel myself drifting off into a deep sleep.