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

Nature

Goshhh why is school so ew? I got no time and I'm always so tired! And I have writers block for thinking of an original date idea for QT. Jebus -that is not an accident I mean't jebus its nicer than jesus I guess- I got some thinking to do! It'll get better, I promise! Though I have absolutely no time whatsoever, it is still my mission to write! DO YA'LL WANT THE FIRST CHAPTER OF PERICULOSUM???? NO ONE EVER COMMENTS WHEN I ASK QUESTIONS! It's quite annoying, actually. I'm writing a flipping BOOK for y'all n' you can't even answer a question. 👌😐🔫
XOXO
-Layla
P.S. get Taylors song Buckwild by 2Virgins on iTunes, its actually a reaaally good song!

Taylors POV
My lips curved up in one corner into a devilish smirk. In a seductive voice, I say, "Well, that wouldn't be any fun now, would it?"
Quinns glossy bottom lip popped out. She batted her long eyelashes at me and grasped my hands. She says, "You always keep it a surprise, and honestly? I'm sick of it." She was so gorgeous and careful with her words, even as she whines, "Tay Tay, it isn't faaiirrr!"
I grin at 'Tay Tay'. Her voice is light when she says it, but it holds so much power behind it. I can hear her love, passion, adoration, and care for me. I touch her soft cheek and murmur, "It still isn't changing, Baby Q. Sorry."
She grips my shirt and pulls me closer. "You know, if you were anyone else, you wouldn't be calling me that. I hate that nickname, but it just okay when it comes out of your mouth." She cocks her head. "When did you come up with that?"
I remember the story exactly. "When we were laying down a few weeks ago. You look younger wen you sleep, more relaxed. Since you looked younger, ya know, 'baby'." I use air quotes for emphasis. We are almost outside. I continue, "Q....Quinn. Same thing. Baby Q."
She plants a kiss on my cheek, leaving a circle of gloss on it. She says, "Its okay, I guess. You look younger when you sleep, too. When I, um...," Blush, "first saw you sleep I realized how tense you always are. Trying to be the perfect role model, I guessed."
"Mhmm.." What I don't tell her is that that isn't true at all... not in the least... My fans like me for who I am, and I won't pretend. Yeah, I want to be a good role model, but that isn't why I'm always tense. The truth is... I'm scared. I'm scared of losing her. I pretend not to see the looks she exchanges with Cameron on a daily basis, the way all guys seem to stare at her, the way she hangs out with other guys all the time. The sad reality is, I do. I see it, and it makes me want to wrap my arms around her and tell the whole world shes mine. That they can't have her. That I don't know who I would be without her. That I don't think I could be without her. That I would die inside, all that remains would be a machine. Walking around but mechanically going through the motions. Seeing everything but from a distance. Not here anymore. Locked away somewhere deep in the depths of suffering.
I don't tell her that I'm her scared 17 year old boyfriend struggling to be good enough for her to keep.
She says, "Thats why I love you, Tay. So, so much." Guilt is eating at my insides, causing me to look away for a second. She knows me so well. "Whats wrong?"
I force a smile. "Nothing." I change the subject. "So today is the only free day we have besides the day before we leave cause the meet ups start tomorrow instead of today. Something with us not getting enough sleep? Idunno it was our parents complaining that we would be too tired, so we get today off now."
She stops at my car and walks around, her hand on the handle. "Good. And?"
I smile. "Today will be the best day of your life."
I wink and she blushes. This had better be the best day. I don't know what shes done, so I really can't say. Though, with her parents, I assume she is unfamiliar to much fun. We climb in the car and blast Buckwild.
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Quinns POV
How can this be real? Its beautiful. Nature can be so astonishing. It can be so perfect. I believe nature is much like you and I. It feels. It reacts. It feels happy, and offers us a bright smile. It feels sad, and shows us its tears. It feels peace, and paints brilliant artwork when the sun rises and goes. Nature is very much like you and me, the only difference is, nature is not afraid to show us how it feels. Am I? Maybe.
We put our phones and such in the glove box and remove our shoes. Then, we walk out onto the chilled, smooth sand.
I gape at Taylor, who is marveling at the sky, too. No, it may be the crashing waves. They are perfect for surfing and he's probably excited to surf here.
My lips curve into a smirk. While Taylor isn't paying attention, I pad over to the water and use a little red bucket I found in the sand to fill it with cold water. I silently walk to where Taylor is facing away from me, and I dump the water on him. He freezes and tightens up from the cold.
Then he pivots and as I start to run away he grabs my arm with a soft yet firm grip. I squeal as he laughs. He says, "Oh, no you don't! I will not be the only wet one!"
I swat at him and giggle as he throws me over his shoulder. I can see the upside down ocean coming closer into view. I gasp a shriek, "Taylor! No, no, no, no, no!"
He laughs and when I feel the cold bite at my skin I have one main thought. Good thing I'm wearing waterproof eyeliner and mascara.
I reach out to grab his legs, but he darts away. He is up to his knees in water, so we aren't that deep. For a while, I grasp at him and he dodges. Then, as he makes a get away, he trips and face plants into the sea. When he surfaces, his eyelashes are dripping with water, damp and dark and oddly alluring. I launch myself toward him. We are both underneath the water, and at some point, our lips find each other.
Our heads pop out of the water. Taylor is gasping for air -as am I-, water streams down the sides of his face, causing his hair to stick to his wet skin. I push the hair aside and rest my forehead on his. We are both kneeling and breathing hard. I whisper 3 simple words. He repeats them to me, along with a kiss so sweet, so deep. We are both nature, emotions written over our faces for the world to see. And it is beautiful.