kiss me ➳ taylor caniff

finale [29]

I have some good songs for the chapter that I listened to while writing this, you could listen to them if you want (: in my opinion it sets the mood up better

Skinny Love - Birdy

Fall For You - Secondhand Serenade

Wait For You - Elliot Yamin

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After the premiere, there was the after party.

Tons of famous people would be there; famous people I'd even fangirl over.

"Tatiana!"

I knew that voice.

"Shawn!" I screamed, both of us running towards each other. So much had happened to him; he was signed to Island Records, he had an album.

"Are you all here?" I asked, feeling like there'd be tension if Taylor was here.

"Yeah, it's great huh? Like a reunion!" Shawn smiled.

"Yeah," I nodded, peeping over his shoulder to look for Taylor.

"T!"

I turned to see Nash heading over.

"Hey there,"

"Have you seen Taylor?" He asked lowly, Shawn being oblivious as he looked around with a huge smile.

"No,"

"You want to, don't you?"

"Honestly, yes."

Nash sighed, putting his hands on his hips.

"He's over by the hallway,"

"Thanks,"

I gave Nash a kiss on the cheek, starting to walk towards the hallway. Nash grabbed my wrist and spun me around.

"I'm sorry that I wasn't what you needed,"

I averted my gaze to the floor, nodding and walking away. Would I even recognize Taylor? Would he even want to talk to me?

I pulled my dress down a little, putting my hair over my shoulders in front of me again. It's a nervous habit.

The music was loud, but I could hear my heartbeat thumping wildly in my ears as I approached where I was told Taylor was.

Sure enough, he was standing there with Matt, Jack, Jack, and Aaron. I took a deep breath before walking to the circle.

"Hi,"

He was the first to look up, my legs feeling weak from his stare.

"Hi."

"Can we um, c-can we talk?" I asked, cursing myself mentally for being such an idiot.

"If you want,"

"That's what I asked to do,"

Matt smirked and gave him a nudge.

"The woman wants to talk, so go talk,"

Taylor shrugged and set his drink on the table, walking down the hallway that led to a back door out of the building. He shut the door behind us and leaned against it, the crisp fall air making me shudder a little.

"Why do you wanna talk?" He asked, folding his arms. God, he's intimidating.

"Well I wanted to know what happened to us.."

"Are you still not over me?" He chuckled.

"Taylor I-"

"If that's all you wanted to talk about with me, I think this conversation is done."