He Fixed Me (Taylor Caniff Fan Fiction)

Chapter 19

I was woke up by light pouring in through my blinds.

   I struggled to fall asleep, turning, covering my head with my pillow, but I just couldn't.

   I pulled the duvet from my body, noticing I still had my clothes on from yesterday.

   I pulled myself out of bed, walking into my bathroom, turning on the shower.

   I peeled my clothes from my body, stepping into the hot water. I washed my hair, then my body, shaving afterwards. I stepped out of the shower, the cold air hitting me.

   I threw my robe on, walking out of the bathroom.

  I walked into my closet, grabbing a crop top with different neon color cats on hit with Jean high waisted shorts. I pulled them on, deciding on wearing gray Vans.

   I sprayed myself with One Direction Our Moment perfume, then walked over to my balcony. I opened the door, looking up to see Taylor getting dressed in his room.

   I climbed up onto the railing, opening his window then stepping in.

   "Hey. Morning." he smiled, pulling a Vans shirt. He was wearing black skinny jeans with the white Vans shirt. I watched as he pulled out black vans.

   "Hey." I say, sitting on his bed.

   He sat next to me, putting on his shoes then tying the laces.

    "So. What are you doing today?" he asked, standing up straight.

    "Nothing. What about you?" I ask, absent-mindly tapping my knees.

   "Nothing really. Do you want to do something today?" he asked.

   I thought about it for a moment. I really don't want to go out or anything. I really just want to stay here. Maybe hang out outside or something.

   "Depends. What do you want to do?" I ask, looking up at him, wondering what he was thinking.

    "Do you want to go mudding with me?" he smirked.

   (A.N. If you don't know what mudding is, it is where you go out to a muddy area and ride dirt bikes or four wheelers. A lot of people in the south go mudding. It's like a past time. I live in FL and I go mudding A LOT. When I go up to North Carolina, I go mudding a lot. Plus, I know Taylor goes mudding because I have pictures of him going mudding. The reason most people find mudding enjoyable is because it's fun to just slide around in mud and to ride. Sometimes people bring trucks and do it. It's a great time. Also, if you remember when Taylor broke his arm, he was mudding when he broke it. Fun fact of the day:D)

    Hmm. I don't know. It sounds like fun. And it's not far from home. And I'll be with Taylor.

   "Sure." I say, unsure.

   He laughed, "Ok, go change into a bathing suit. One you don't really care if it gets dirty. And wear shorts over it. A flip flops."

   I nod, heading to his window. I jump out of his window and onto the balcony railing. I rush into my closet, grabbing a black bikini with jewels under the breast and on the sides of the bottoms where it ties together. I striped off my clothes I had just put on, the put on the bathing suit. First the bottoms, then the top. But I couldn't get it tied for the life of me.

    I rush out of my closet and room and ran down the stairs.

    "Mom!" I shout, looking for my mom while also holding my bathing suit together.

   "Mom!" I shout, running into the kitchen. Nope, no sign of my mom.

   I ran up stairs and into her room, opening the door.