This Crazy Life

Chapter 13

It's getting hard keping all of the names straight and sutff, so I've decided to only focus on a few of the characters besides the main ones. 

Taylor's POV:

Gracie and I enter her room, and she leaves me to go get changed. I really like her. I really really like her. Even before we met in person I thought she was beautfiful. Her videos are hilarious and everything about her just kind of seems to shine. Not to mention that she knows something about me that almost no one else in the world knows. And I know something about her too. I've only known her for two days, and it feels like a life time. She emerges from the bathroom wearing a black tanktop and shorts. "Do you think it's possible to love someone after knowing them for just two days?" I ask her, looking directly into her eyes.

She pauses to think, hopping into bed. I climb in next to her. "No. I think it's possible to form a connection with some one in two days. a really personal connection. But not love. Love is an action word. It's choosing some one even after you know all of their flaws. You can't choose someone if you don't know who you're choosing." I sigh and take off my shirt. She seems distracted by my stomach. I wrap an arm around her waist and kiss her. "Well that's too bad, because I think I love you. I think I know who I'm choosing. I'm choosing this girl right in front of me, who I've only known for two days. I'm choosing her because she makes me feel brighter. She makes me feel more alive." Gracie kisses me back. 

"I'm choosing you too. I'm choosing you because I feel like everything is right when we're together. We've only been on one date and you already know almost everything about me. I love you, Taylor." We kiss. We kiss with a passion, not with lust, but with love. It is sweet. It is right. I know it. 

Gracie's POV:

I wake up the next morning wrapped in Taylor's arms. He is sleeping soundly next to me. I close my eyes and smile. Ever since Luke, I've been afraid to be intimate with people. Really afraid. It's why I freaked out when I woke up next to that boy at the morning after Blake's party. But last night with Taylor just felt..right. It was perfect, and crazy, because I've only known him for two days. He was my first time. At least I hope he was my first time.

I get up and shower. I do my hair and throw on some mascara. I'm just about to walk out the door when I feel a shooting pain in my lower abdomen. I double over. It passes almost as quickly as it came. 

That's weird, I think to myself. It must just be cramps. I'm supposed to get my period a couple days from now anyways. I straighten up and walk back over to the bed. Taylor is awake and playing on his phone. "Hi gorgeous." I smile and cuddle up to his chest. He pushes my hair back from my face. "Are you alright? I know last night might have been hard for you with Luke and ev-" I cut him off with a kiss.

"I'm fine. I love you, Taylor." He kisses me and then gets up to get dressed. I close my eyes and lay there. I'm just about to drift back into sleep... DOES IT ALMOST FEEL LIKE YOU'VE BEEN HERE BEFORE? Pompeii by Bastille blasts out of my phone speakers. Emmie is calling me. I step out into the hall and anwer it. "Hello?"

"Gracie?" I can tell she is crying. 

"Emmie what's wrong? Are you hurt? What happened?" I start to panic, whatever this is it can't be good. I hear sobs echoing from the other end of the line . "Emmie, please talk to me!"

"Please don't be mad," she chokes out. "I didn't want this to happen! I can't have this right now!" She takes a deep breath. 

"Gracie... I'm pregnant."