Make You Smile

I keep you in the background.

AN: 90's Sad vibes. Sorry. Have some Third Eye Blind.

The next morning

Mark's P.O.V

"Mark where the fuck is the car? I'm late for fucking w-ohhh my naked!"

I frowned hearing my bedroom door slam.  My arms were full of warm apple scented Taylor.  I leant up. I'd fallen asleep in her arms.  She was still sleeping soundly and looking completely fucking beautiful. Ugh. I didn't want to leave but I'd have to give Anne a ride to the lot where we'd ditched the Cougar. 

I left her arms unwillingly careful not to wake her and threw last night's clothes on.  I scrawled a quick note and left it on the pillow.

"Back in 5. Stay right here...unless you have to pee. But then come right back. Mark Xxxx"

I ran downstairs to find a slightly traumatised but smiling Anne standing in the hall.

"I'll uh give you a ride to the car." I said feeling myself blush beneath her intense gaze.

Anne shook her head at me dissapprovingly.

"It was an accident alright? I didn't mean to...well - no I did mean to but I mean I didn't intend-"

"I don't care. You look happy. She makes you happy. I'm happy. But Mark...you broke her heart. If you fuck this up again..."

I shook my head.

"No way am I fucking this up again."

Anne grinned and nodded.

"Good." 

I drove Anne to the Cougar.

"Thanks bro. Good luck." She said with a wink as she exited my car and hopped into the Cougar.

I got home and crept back into my room. I smiled as I watched her still peacefully sleeping. She was just so goddamn beautiful. I carefully crawled back into bed and snuggled back up beside her letting sleep take me once more.

Later

Taylor's P.O.V

My heavy eyes opened and I gazed around the walls of Mark's high school room.  His warm arms were looped around my waist. Last night had been...wonderful. I'd never feel as happy with anyone else it seemed but something always got in the way. Mark was totally right.  Mark had a girlfriend.  What we did was last night wrong no matter how good it felt. There was no other way of looking at it. I felt guilt churn in my stomach. I shouldn't be here no matter how good it felt. 

I crawled out of his arms and shuffled into my clothes.  I glanced at my watch. 2pm. Shit. My mom and dad were going to be mad. I mean I was 20 but they'd still get mad about this. 

Mark's phone started ringing on his desk.  I glanced warily. Oh God please don't be Skye.  It was Tom. I gave a sigh of relief. I glanced behind me Mark was still sleeping. I picked it up and walked downstairs. I didn't want him to wake up. I knew he hadn't been sleeping.

"Hey Mark. Me and Jen are heading back to L.A. where you at?  Did you speak to Taylor?"

I cringed. Tom was going to be mad. I'd broken the only promise I made Tom before I came over about 4 times last night. We did way more than speak...

"Uh hi it's me.  Yeah we uh...spoke. We're at Mark's dad's house right now. Mark's sleeping."

I bit my lip.

I heard Tom exhale slowly. 

"Taylor...Oh my God you promised me you wouldn't have sex with him!"