Recklessly~ A Hot Chelle Rae Fan Fiction

Chapter: 13

Taylor's POV

It's been a few days since I got the news. Ryan still doesn't know, but I've been throwing up a lot less.

Ryan and I leave for LA tomorrow morning, so we are just getting everything together, and loading up the car tonight, so we aren't rushing to get everything done tomorrow.

I have no intention of doing anything today. once I'm done doing everything I need to do, I'm hitting the couch.

Harlee's POV

Jamie is leaving tomorrow, and I don't know what I'm going to do while he's gone, usually Taylor and I would be spending the whole week together, but she's going with him, so now I'm fucked.

Ryan's POV

I just got off the phone with Jamie, he called asking if we could pick him up tomorrow morning before we leave.

I walk into the living room to see Long Island medium on the t.v, and Taylor passed out on the couch. I'm pretty surprised, she doesn't usually go to sleep until like 1:00am. It's only 11:00pm.

I walk over and turn off the t.v, pick her up, as gently as possible without waking her up, and carrying her up to bed. Apparently I didn't do a very good job.

The house is in total darkness, as I'm walking down the hallway, I slightly trip over the dog. I mean he's black, he's impossible to see in the dark.

I lay her down on the bed and her head turns towards me, as her eyes flutter open.

"I can't believe you tripped over the dog, she said giggling in her raspy morning voice. "you're such a klutz" she says, scruffing her fingers through my hair.

"I know, it's terrible" I chuckle

"It's cute"

"Whatever you say" I kiss her forehead, "now go back to sleep, we have to get up 5:00am"

"Ugh, just the thought of that makes me cringe, I hate mornings!"

"Oh don't worry, I know. I'm well aware of how you are in the mornings" I poke

"Haha you're so funny" she said sarcastically. "I'm going to sleep, goodnight babe" she says giving me a goodnight kiss.

"Goodnight beautiful" I return the favour.

~Next morning~

Taylor's POV

"WAKE UP!! WAKE UP!!" Ryan yells, hitting me with pillows, trying to get me up.

"Ugh nooo" I groan, turning my back to him as I put a pillow over my head, and pull the blankets up over my head.

"Yeeeesss" he says mocking me, as he takes all of the blankets off me, and throws them on the floor.

"Ryaaaannn, I'm coooollld" I whine.

"Then get up and get dressed, I guess I'll just have to go to LA without-"

"NO I'M UP! I'M COMING!" I yell, cutting Ryan off, as I shoot my head up, throwing the pillows off of me.

"Ryan, I have a bit of a problem..." I say starting blankly at my open closet.

"It's hot in LA, so no, don't wear pants, you'll roast"

"But it's cold here, there's snow on the ground! I still have to get from here to there"

"Then wear pants, and bring shorts in your carry-on bag" he suggests handing me my bag.

"Thanks babe" I grab my lulu lemon tights and a hoodie from my closet, throwing shorts and a tank top into my carry-on bag.