I Like The Crazy One? (Taylor Caniff Fan fiction)

Chapter {3}

Barbara's POV: I got my car back from the shop and put my bike in it. I started driving home, not looking at the road by the way. I know what a stupid move. Good thing I was safe though I just got home and I've been tired all day cause of my morning workout session with my trainer, Linda. I think I should shower..

I get my fresh clothes out and set them neatly on my bed then I step in the shower

While picking up my suave, cucumber melon scented soap I see something moving again and I'm thinking it's just my imagination until I hear glass break in my kitchen. I'm thinking that somebody broke in.. is someone in my house? What's happening?? I'm getting outta here now. I try to open the door but it won't open so I used the key. I get dressed rather quickly and sprint to my door to get out I get inside my car just to know it's not functioning correctly the gas won't start up and this is so not the time! Fine! I pull out my bike and go to the first house I think of.. I don't want to but I think that's the only house no one will try to get into. Taylor's house ugh *knocks on their door* Taylor answers the door looking rather shocked that I'm here. He asks "Um hi? What are you doing here?" I say with a little gag "Can I come in?" He nods and slowly let's me inside with a weird look on his face. His mother asks me "Barbara.. what are you here for?" I feel embarrassed and awkward saying this in front of everyone, especially Taylor who already calls me a baby.. "I-I think someone broke in my house" there are tears forming in my eyes from major embarrassment "I felt like I needed to get out of there so I um came here" Taylor notices my tears and wipes them away looking into my hazel eyes, I noticed he's been looking in my eyes a lot lately and I look right back. My knees are getting weaker and weaker.. you're joking right? No, just no, I cannot like Taylor fricking Caniff! He's too insane and stupid? No he's not wait what am I saying?! I don't like Taylor.. I love him

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Taylor's POV: Her eyes are so beautiful and they sparkle so bright and I've never seen eyes like hers, they're just beautiful, she's beautiful and I can't take it

No what the hell Taylor? You don't like her you hate her.

I stop looking in her eyes and sit down on the couch she sits far away.. why? I just clear my head and don't think anything about it. She probably just needs her space after that so I can't blame her at this point. She stays over for a bit until she got comfortable going back to her house, I watch her leave quickly while a million thoughts are going through my mind right now.. I don't like her, I love her..

She stole my heart, I don't want it back.

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Nash's POV: I feel kinda bad freaking out Barbra like that but she had it coming!

Still though, me and Cameron have to apologize for scaring her. Cameron starts driving over to her house then we walk up to the door hearing crying. Why's she crying? But wait, she's also talking to her friend, Natalie. I could almost make out what they're saying, the closest thing I heard was "I love Taylor"

"Cam!" I say softly

"What??" He asks staring at me like I've lost it

"Barbra loves Taylor!" I tell him as his jaw drops

"I have to tell Taylor" he tells me with his jaw still dropped

"No! Don't do that Ugh god Cameron, fine." I say not really wanting to tell him

We both run to the car and drive to Taylor's house. Cameron knocks on his door, he answers and let's us in. "Barbra loves you!!" Cameron blurts out "Dude!" I say sternly "Whoops" he says childishly and walks away

Taylor just stands there probably not believing a word he just said except Taylor whispers under his breath "I love her too" the room is completely silent for a few minutes until I whisper "w-what?" I feel so awkward so I just go out the door looking behind me and quickly turning my head walking to the car

"We're gonna go.." Cameron takes a deep breath and walks off.

I just sit there the whole time not saying anything cause I'm too dumb to speak

How could I not tell they liked each other? I'm just stupid sometimes, I shouldn't talk so I didn't problem solved. I should've known he liked her but how could I have? He never tells me anything so I can't just blame myself.

We finally get home. Same gig, I take a shower, nothing bad happened thank god.

I slowly walk down the steps and see my sister, my mom and Cameron all staring at me "What?!" I yell accidentally "Nothing dude" Cameron says but it's something. I just know it.. "Sorry I'm just stressed. I think I'm just gonna go to bed early tonight" I say softly "Aren't you hungry?" My mom asks looking concerned "No" I reply walking back up. "I'll check on him" I hear Cameron say to my mom

No, don't come up, don't come up, god he's up. I run to lock the door but it's too late damn "Hey you okay? You seem kinda buggy lately" he asks me obviously scared of my answer like always. I just look down to the floor not saying anything

"Nash" k he just said my name so he's serious.. "No I'm not okay" I answer him still looking down. He asks me what's wrong so I told him. "Everything. I'm getting more hate than ever, Taylor probably hates me, and god only knows what Matt's gonna say. I'm stressing over everything and you hate me" I feel much better saying that

"Woah slow down why would I hate my best friend?" He kind of whispers

"Cause I'm stupid" I say to him looking down again "Hello? Nash? Are you there? I'd like to talk to you" he says sarcastically "Fine I'm sorry" I quickly say before pushing him out and locking the door. I lay in my bed and fall asleep. My dream is too horrible and I start driving away... I have a bad feeling about staying here

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Taylor's POV: it's 12:36 AM and I can't sleep, what up with all these restless nights?? All I can think about is Barbra even though I don't want to. I'm in depression but I don't even know why, all I ever did was try to stand up for myself but no, I just had to like her, goddamn. Well now what? I give up? Yes cause I give up even though I know it's probably not the best idea I don't care. I need to stop liking her