Taylor’s P.O.V
After Soph’s shock confession, we just lay on her bed in silence. She was lay with her head rested on my chest, my arm draped around her shoulder…
I looked down at her and she was just staring up at the ceiling, she wasn’t crying anymore but she had black patches on her cheek, obviously from when her make-up had run whilst she was crying… I feel so bad for her, looking at her you wouldn’t think she’d been through something that traumatic.
Damn that must be so hard, losing someone that close to you… maybe that’s why she rebelled? Why she started getting acting out… getting into fights, smoking, vandalism… it must’ve been so hard for her deal with…
I zoned back when I heard her sigh, she reached her hand up and began stroking my hand that was resting on her shoulder, before entwining her fingers with mine, I smiled slightly, rubbing the back of her hand with my thumb.
She looked up at me, her eyes were wet and patchy, slightly red. I smiled at her softly, “You okay?” I asked gently. She sighed, before nodding… using her free hand to wipe her eyes. She looked at the back of her hand, which was now covered in black makeup. She laughed slightly, “Wow, I must look a mess” she said. “No you don’t” I said softly, causing her to smile at me. “That’s it, smile” I said, stroking her cheek. She let go of my hand and sat up, running her fingers through her hair. “I can’t believe I just told you all of that” she said, putting her head in her hands…
What did she mean, did she not want to tell me?
“You had to get it all out somehow, whether it was to me or someone else...” I said sympathetically. She sighed, looking at me…
She still looked so upset, but then she gave me a small smile…
“I’m glad it was to you” she said gently. I smiled back at her, “I’m glad you’ve had a chance to let it out, it looked like it was really eating you up inside” I replied. She nodded, looking back down to her hands, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed.
We sat in silence for a while, but it was a comfortable silence.
“Do you feel any better now?” I asked, breaking the silence… she sighed, “Not really, I probably will when I’ve slept it off, all that crying has given me a headache” she laughed. I laughed, standing up and walking towards the shelf, as I walked past her, she grabbed my arm. I looked down at her, “Please don’t go” she said gently. I gave her a re-assuring smile, “I’m just getting those face wipes, we need to get all this crap off your face” I joked. She laughed, letting go of me as I carried on walking to the shelf.
I reached up and grabbed the pack of face wipes, before walking back over and sitting on the bed next to her. I pulled one out, and turned her face to look at me. I then began to gently wipe the black residue off her face…
“You must think I’m such a looser” she laughed. I looked at her in confusion, “Why would I?” I asked… “Being such a clingy emotional mess” she laughed again slightly. I shook my head, “I don’t think that at all Soph, I think your amazing, how you’ve held that in for so long, you are so strong it must have been so hard to deal with… I’m just glad you’ve had a chance to let all of those emotions out, and hopefully you feel better from it…” I smiled. She smiled back at me, “When did you become the person that knows exactly what to say to make me feel better” she laughed. I smiled, “I’m glad that’s the case” I replied.
Soph’s P.O.V
“When did you become the person that knows exactly what to say to make me feel better” I asked, laughing slightly after. He smiled, “I’m glad that’s the case” he then replied.
I didn’t say anything, I didn’t need to… we both knew exactly what I was thinking…
I knew I liked him, and this whole situation has made me realise that… maybe I was ready for a relationship after all…
He was so sweet and he really cared about me, not like all of the other idiots that have tried coming onto me… when I looked at Taylor, I could see in his eyes that he liked me too, so why was I putting this off? What if I kept him waiting for so long that he moved on? I don’t want that to happen. Fair enough we’ve only known each other for a few days, but we have such a strong connection, he knows me better than anyone else, he knows what to do and what to say to make me smile again, that has to count for something…
So I guess it’s settled then…
As I zoned back in, I realised that I was staring at him and he was staring back at me, he lowered his hand, dropping the wipe onto his lap, and he just carried on staring at me.
I could see in his eyes that he cared…
Before I knew it, I felt myself leaning closer to him, and I saw him starting to lean closer to me too… I began to close my eyes. As our faces were almost touching, I could feel his breath against my lips… we paused for a moment, before I gently placed my lips on his, kissing him softly and holding it for a couple of seconds, before pulling away. He looked me straight in the eyes, “Soph” he said gently. “Yeah” I replied. “Will you be my girlfriend?” he asked softly. I smiled, leaning closer to him again…
“Yes…”
Wow.. this was a short but important chapter, your going to be seeing why it's called 'bad meets worse' aswell soon, let's just say this relationship isn't going to be as smooth and trouble-free as they'd hope...
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