The Bad Girl's in Love

Bri

+Alyssa's POV+

The whole world just stopped. Time itself just stopped. There is nothing or no one in the world right now besides me and Taylor.

"Taylor..." I smile, "yes!" I jump up and down in his arms.

He chuckles and hugs me tighter.

"Good." He whispers. I could tell he was smiling and he wasn't even trying to hide it.

I grab him and hug him as tight as I can. I never wanna let go.

He still had paint all over him and I probably looked ridiculous.

"We should probably go then, I mean..." I look down at my paint splattered cast, and heard Taylor chuckle a bit. "My mom might kill me when she sees my special custom to my cast."

"Yeah, sure lovebug. Where to? Hows lunch sound?" He looked at me with his ocean eyes.

"I would LOOVEEE food!" I jump on top of him and hug him.

"Your wish is my command, princess." Taylor chuckles from underneath my bear hug.

After we got into the car and started driving I turned on the radio and my favorite song came on and I started singing, forgetting I was with Taylor. It wasn't until I was done head banging and singing that I realized he was watching everything I did. Probably question whether to break up with me now or at the restaurant. I giggled and turned to look out the window trying to hide my face knowing I was probably the shade of his red truck we were in.

When I turned he grabbed my hand and intertwined his fingers with mine. It was something I never felt before. It felt like my hand was made for his. It fit so perfectly. And my whole hand was tingling. Like my whole hand was buzzed. Drunk on his touch.

I'm sure now I was even more than his trucks red. I hate that I blush so easily. But I am glad I have long hair that can curtain my face to hide it.

Taylor let go of my hand and turned his left turn signal on to pull into a parking lot that lead to a fancy looking building. Once his hand left mine, mine felt cold and I already missed his touch.

After his left turn and a few more seconds of driving, he parked in a spot a little far from the building, I presume as the restaurant we are eating at.

I sigh as I see how far we have to walk to the building, I am tired from all the running around we did with the paint balloons, and I don't want to move.

"What's wrong princess? You okay?" Taylor looks over at me with his head pressed back against the head rest.

God he's adorable.

"Yeah." I smile at how cute he looks. "I'm just tired from all the running around and I don't wanna move." I laugh and look out the window at the building far from us.

Before he even responds, Taylor gets out and walks over to the passenger side, and opens my door. Then, he grabs my hand and drags me out of the car and turns around so his back is facing me.

"Jump." He says.

I laugh "What?"

Taylor turns around, his face completely serious. "Princess, I'm gonna carry you." He smiles, and then turns back around. "So jump."

Before he can say anything else I start walking towards the building shaking my head and smiling. He's so sweet.

Next thing I know I'm being thrown over his shoulder and he's walking towards the restaurant.

I squeal and start laughing. "Taylor, something, Micheal! Put me down!" I just realized I don't know his middle name. Darn.

Taylor laughs but makes no move to put me down. "Not until you say my middle name."