small town love

attitudes

TAYLORS POV

as i loaded our bags in the car, wesley went inside to change. she had gone to the gym this morning to get some energy out.

she walked outside in a pair of cutoff shorts that were way too short for her moms taste. she was wearing a red sports bra underneath her thin, white razorback. she had her hair straight and a red bandana wrapped around her head and tied at the top. she was so perfect.

"hey do you know where my nikes are? i can't find em." she said as she started taking bags out of the Tahoe.

"no Wesley stop it I just put all those in there." i said putting the bags back in.

"i can't find my shoes taylor!" she said back sassily.

"wear different ones then." I said back.

"but those match this outfit." she said rudely.

"oh my god Wesley really? wear your sandals that are already unpacked. that's why I put them out for you." i snapped back.

"don't take a tone with me taylor. I'm not in the mood right now." she said

i turned around and laughed for a minute or two. she's so cute when she's angry. i finally turned around and she was getting her bag out of the truck and bringing it inside.

she turned around and stuck her tongue out at me and then i started running. i ran up the steps to her house and then wrapped my arms around her waist and picked her up.

she was squealing and laughing and was trying to get out of my grasp but couldn't do it. she was so out of breath from laughing when I put her down where we were standing only moments ago. she had to control her breaths.

after she got her breath back she stood up and wrapped my arms around my neck. i felt her fingertips go into my hair and I knew what was coming.

i put my arms around her waist and my hands were resting on her butt. she didn't mind at the moment. she stared into my eyes and pulled me closer and closer to her.

when her lips crashed into mine, my hands immediately grabbed her ass and picked her up. her legs wrapped around me and her fingers were all over my hair. i put her on the edge if her bed and my hands found the small gap between her shorts and her shirt and my hands went up the side of her torso.

she pulled away and looked around. "taylor... not here. not now." she said putting her forehead to mine.

i nodded slightly and kissed the tip of her nose. "what's wrong?"

a tear rolled down her cheek and i quickly wiped it away. i hate to see her like this. "i know you don't want to leave and i feel like I'm pressuring you into everything."

i smiled and wiped away another tear. "baby, as long as I'm with you, i don't care where we are. all of the decisions you make are for the better of me. you're what makes me who i am. don't ever cry because of that okay?" i knew she was feeling guilty but I didn't know it was about me.

"and taylor?" she said softly.

"yes my love?" i whispered in her ear.

"I'm late." she said.