A/N: Hey, sorry this chapter is shorter, life is just really kicking me around at the moment. Hope you all like it!
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As I pace the length of my room, my mind is racing. How did this happen? What does this mean? Did we both want this to happen? I can't say I haven't thought about it before... Is it just attraction or is it more? Do I have feelings for taylor? Does he have feelings for me? How does this change things? Will things ever be the same? Do I even want them to be?
My somewhat hysterical train of thought is interrupted as I hear a knock on my door. Well here goes nothing, best to get it over and done with now before this afternoon when we board the very cramped tour bus we are going to be living in with everyone.
As I walk to the door my stomach is in knots, how is this conversation going to play out, will it be awkward being face to face with him again?
"Hey, I've been thinking..." I look up at the face staring at me. Shit that's not Taylor.
"Oh hey Zac" I say peering around the corner to se if I can see him. He should be here any minute.
"Hey were you expecting someone else?"
"Ahhh, no, what's up?" Come on Hayley, act casual, Zac doesn't know, nor is there any way he could know. Just as I start to relax, my stomach drops. The hickey, I haven't covered it up yet. Shit shit shit. I put my arm up on the door frame and angle the side of my neck away from him. He can't see this, it's practically a neon sign saying 'guess who has sex last night!' Zac I love you but for the love of all that is holy in this world please go away!"- So I think we should check it out, what do you think, are you keen?"
A voice travels from down the hallway and catches our our attention "Check out what?" Its taylor! Why couldn't he of gotten here 5 minutes ago? Then we could already be having our chat in the private of my room. Good question though, what was Zac suggesting we do?
"Vegan cafe, a few blocks away, it looks really cute and I've seen really good reviews."
I hesitate and look at Taylor, who gives me nothing but a nonchalant shrug, he's not going to help me get out of this. "Great, lets go".
Taylor and I are sitting opposite Zac, sipping our coffees in silence. Nothing awkward about this...
Sitting squished up next to Taylor in this little couch, our legs touching, arms bumping every few minutes is making me really regret my decision to come here. Its like last night has released some sort of animal in me and all I want to do is take Taylor by the hand, walk him back to my room and relive last night, what has gotten over me?
"So what did you guys get up to last night after we left?"
We simultaneously blurt out that "We watched a movie" and "We worked on new ideas for music". Very smooth, not suspicious at all...
"We watched a movie and then worked on some ideas, nothing really panned out though." I lie a little more smoothly.I look to taylor to see if he is making this at all plausible but I realise what I've done too late. I just showed Zac the only evidence of last night. His eyes are instantly drawn to the dark mark on the left side of my neck. I watch him as his jaw drops. I feel like everything is in slow motion as his eyes slowly move from my neck across to Taylor before coming back to my neck and trailing up to my eyes. As our eyes meet my stomach drops. I'm sure my cheeks are now bright red. He definitely knows. What is Zac going to think? He just got back into the band, and here taylor and I are creating drama. Paramore is the strongest it has ever been and here we are jeopardising it.
"Right, well I'm getting a phone call, I'll be back" he says before hastily grabbing his phone and walking outside.
"Think he figured out we were lying?" Taylor asks as he moves in the seat so he is facing my directly.
In response I reveal his handiwork from last night. "Him seeing this wouldn't of helped either."
Taylor's jaw drops. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry! I completely forgot about that! Shit!"
"Yeah it makes things a little difficult" I notice Zac is starting to walking back inside.
"He's coming back so I don't know just try to act normal, lets pretend nothing happened and we can talk about everything later." I squeeze his hand for reassurance just as Zac sits back across from us.
I expect his to start asking us questions as soon as he sits down but he continues on like he never saw anything. He doesn't seem angry? So maybe he's waiting for us to tell him whatever is happening when we're ready...
"So have you guys seen all the tayley stuff on instagram and twitter?"
"Tayley?" I ask,confused, that sounds familiar.
"People are shipping the two of you together, a fair few by the looks of it actually. Check this out!" He gets his phone out of his pocket and types something in and slides the phone over to us.As we look at the screen, we are confronted by edits and photos of Taylor and I, lyrics, everything you could imagine.
"But we're not a couple, what makes them think we are?"
I look to Taylor as he just stares at the phone with his eyebrows raised in shock, but there is more than just shock in his face, something else is there to, perhaps relief?
Zac looks at both of us, a small smile forming at the sides of his mouth. "I dunno, guys, I dunno know."
Taylor and I look at each other for a moment, hands still linked under the table. We definitely need to talk about what to do next. Will we are go to go back to being best friends and pretend like last night never happened or will we finally admit to the chemistry and the closeness we share and commit to something more. I mean if fans are noticing our interactions, it can't just be me who feels something more than just plain friendship right?
Regardless it is going to be really tough pretending nothing has happened. Who knows when we'll have a private moment to talk once we're all packed onto the bus like sardines.
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In Our Secret Moments
FanficAfter a drunken night of with her bestfriend, How can you continue on as if nothing has happened? Hayley and Taylor start off Tour 2 with a big secret that threatens to destroy everything they've worked so hard to achieve.