I smiled. I laid my head back onto his chest, putting my face first then breathing in his scent.
"Taylor. I think YOU don't understand. I like you. A lot. And when we touch, butterflies erupt on my stomach, and when you talk to me, or compliment me, my brain turns into mush. And we may have not know each other very long, but the connection we have, is different. And I don't know what is going on, other than something is different than most relationships. And I can feel that its a good different." I say.
He wraps his arms tighter around my neck, making me feel safer. He made me feel safe.
We both soon fell asleep together in each others arms.
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I woke up at 8:30. It was an odd time for me, especially because Taylor and I were up late talking. I rolled out of Taylor's grip carefully, mumbling about being cold. I walked into the attached bathroom and closed the door behind me. I used the toilet then opened the door. Taylor was still passed out. I walked over to his bedside table to see my phone. I grabbed it, reading my missed text as I walked over to the window.
From: The Bae Becca
Oh. Ok. Don't answer me. I'll find out myself.
What? What did she mean by 'I'll find out myself'? I opened Taylor's bedroom window, taking the small step onto my balcony. I jumped down onto the balcony floor, then opened my sliding glass door. I walked into my room then sat on my bed.
To: The Bae Becca
What? What does that mean?
I lay backwards on my bed, closing my eyes while waiting for the text from my best friend. A minute or two later, she texted back.
From: The Bae Becca
Just wait and see.
I sighed then closed my eyes again. What is she talking about? Did she have something planned?
As I laid and thought about Becca and I's best memories, I heard my sliding glass balcony door open. Taylor. I kept my eyes closed while he got closer. I felt the bed dip down, then a warm arm slip around my waist.
"I was really cold without you with me." he mumbled into my neck.
"Hmm. Well. I'm sorry. But goodmorning." I say slowly.
He smiled against my neck, snuggling closer to me.
I grabbed my phone, texting Becca back.
To: The Bae Becca
Hey! Tell me whats going on! Pls?!
I send the text then lock my phone, putting it down by me.
"Who are you texting?! It's so early!" Taylor moaned.
"Not a morning person? Well I woke up really early for some reason, I guess Becca couldn't sleep anymore or something. I don't know. She's the one I've been texting. " I explain, laughing.
"Oh. Well ok. Becca? Who's that?" he asked.
"Oh. Becca is my beat friend. One of my only ones who stayed with me throughout the whole thing with my family." I say.
"Oh. She seems nice." he said, slowly starting to loss interest.
"Yeah." I say.
We laid in bed for awhile longer, not talking. Just sitting in comfortable silence.
When I was on the verge of falling asleep, my bedroom door slammed open. Taylor and I sprung up, and that's when I saw my best friend Becca.
A.N.
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