Chapter 9 - Taylor's POV

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"Babe, wake up!" I heard Andy say as he gave me a peck on the cheek. He's just.. Amazing.
"I need to talk to you." His voice turned from lovey dovey to serious. I sat upright and rubbed my eyes. "Sorry to wake you, I just.. I found something out." Okay, now I was really concerned.

"Yeah? What is it?" I said.

"Let me we your stomach." Muttered Andy under his breath. When I heard him say that, my stomach dropped. Fuck. I know he knows. Who told him?! Only Sydney knows. How could she even..?

"What? Why?" He proceeded to lift up my shirt. I smacked his hand away. "Andy, stop." I warned. I swear I can't deal with this. Not now.

"Tay, just tell me. Why?" As soon as Andy said that, tears came to my eyes. Fuck. I hated crying in front of people. I felt weak. It's the only time I feel like me. The weak, raw me. I hate crying in front of anyone. Especially Andy. A tear rolled down my cheek.

"Andy, please stop." I commanded.

"Tay jus-" I snapped.

"ANDY! Seriously, stop! Just stop! I don't feel like talking about it! Can you just respect that?!" I yelled as I exited the bedroom and headed towards the front door. I grabbed my keys and slipped on my shoes.

"TAYLOR! Come back!! I just want to talk" I head Andy yelling for me.

I turned and looked at him, "I don't."

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