Brokenhearted (a Taylor Caniff fanfic )

Chapter 18

It seemed like hours of simply sitting in the sand, his body holding mine, cherishing every second we have together before it's all ripped away from us.

"Come on babe. Let's get you to bed, you look exhausted." his sweet voice echoed around in my ears.

I nodded and he lifted my body up out of the sand. We walked in silence, our fingers intertwined the whole way back to my room. When we reached the door I used my key to unlock it and I giggled at the sight before me.

Matthew had Haley pinned to the bed. His hands hold hers down above her head, he was shirtless wearing nothing, but his jeans he wore earlier that day. Her clothes had been slung across the room, leaving her in just her underwear and tank top. A heated make out session which seemed to almost turned into more had Taylor and I not stopped it.

"Really guys? This is my room too yanno? you could've at least hung up the do not disturb sign to give us a heads up." I laughed at Haley's tomato red face and Matthews adorable smirk he wore so well.

"I-I....we... were just kissing" Haley tried to explain, but the evidence shown otherwise.

"Yeah right" taylor laughed and I joined in. "That's why your clothes are missing." he teased.

"No Taylor, can't you see what's going on? Clearly it's Casper the not so friendly ghost." I added making taylor double over in laughter.

"Oh hush little miss innocent, every boy in school wanted you, don't even act like its nothing you've never done before." Haley snapped making me blush. Taylor had never seen that side of me, in fact we had never even talked about sexual things before. What few kisses we've shared have been gentle and innocent, not at all aggressive. In a simpler vocabulary, his tongue stayed in his mouth and my tongue stayed in mine. It was quite odd to be honest, most guys that's all they're concerned about how 'experienced' you are, but with Taylor it was different. He has never once tried to pressure me into anything I'm not comfortable with. He respects me and I love that about him.

"Well I wasn't that one caught half naked" I threw back with a giggle trying to ease the awkward tension in the room.

"Fair enough." Haley sighed in defeat knowing there was no way she was winning this battle. "We'll be sure to put the sign on the door next time if it makes you feel better."

I let out a small laugh at the annoyed sarcasm in her tone. She rolled over and cuddle up to Matt.

Taylor made himself comfortable in my bed, well basically our bed and I crawled in next to him intertwining our bodies in the process.

"Movie?" Matt asked.

"I'm down"

"Sure"

"Yes"

We all answered.

He got up from his spot next to Haley and went through the small stack if movies we had brought with us.

"These are all girl movies. Mean Girls, Justin Bieber, Frozen, High School Musical.." he listed them off.

"Well I mean we do have vaginas.. I believe that makes us girls and we like girl movies." I said being a smart ass.

"HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL!" Haley yelled.

Matthew groaned before popping in the movie, that boy would do anything to make her happy.

I sang along to the opening number, rather loudly might I add, oblivious to the other three people in the room.

"Damn Parker! I didn't know you could sing." Matthew said making me freeze.

Shit oops.

"Oh Uhhh... I mean I've been singing since I was three, playing piano since I was nine, and guitar since I was about eleven." I blushed. "Not many people have heard me, but its a bit of a hobby of mine.

"You and Shawn need to get together. I bet you two would sound great together." He said.

"Uhh no. That's a terrible idea." I laughed at him even making the suggestion.

"I'm being serious"

"Yah and so am I." I said in a sort of 'you're not gonna win this so stop trying' tone.

The movie went on, I watched until about mid ways through when I drifted off in a soundless sleep.

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I woke up early the next morning to an empty bed. It's the first morning I've woken up without Taylor's warm body next to mine.

I could hear the water running in the bathroom, I assumed Taylor was in the shower.

I was still cleaned from the night before all I needed to do was make myself presentable.

I drug myself from the comfort of my bed and made my way to the dresser to pick out my outfit of the day. I decided on something simple, a pair of low waisted black studded shorts, a white and black, loose, cotton, infinity crop top.

I began to quickly undress changing my undergarments first, I wore my matching lace black bra and panties. I slipped on my shorts-

"Damn."

I turned around in utter shock. Taylor stood there with nothing but a mere towel covering him, staring me up and down. I mean he couldn't see anything, but that still didn't help my insecurities from erupting, my cheeks turning a bright shade of red, I couldn't seem to get myself to speak.

what are words?

I don't know

I mean come on ladies Taylor Fucking Caniff is standing in the same room as me in just a towel.. And me, I'm just in shorts and a bra.

"I like your belly ring." He smirked.

I looked down observing the small diamond studded anchor that hung through a small piece of skin just above my belly button.

"Th-thanks" I managed to choke out.

"Don't mind me. I just forgot to grab my clothes." he explained "I didn't see anything"

Well that was a close one.

I quickly threw my shirt over my head so that I was completely clothed and he headed back towards the bathroom after grabbing his own pile of clothes.

I brushed through my dark hair and threw it back into a messy bun on the top of my head. I put on minimum makeup just enough so I no longer looked like death. A bit of mascara and eyeliner will do the trick.

After I was finished I laid back down and scrolled through twitter while I waited for Taylor.

I have two twitter accounts, my personal, and of course I have a fan account.

It still never ceases to amaze me, just two months ago I was just some average fan coming to MagCon excited to finally meet her nine idols. Nine boys that never failed to make me laugh or smile when I had nothing to smile for.

Now look at me, it's amazing how swift things can change. I can't remember the last time I was ever this happy.

Yes, in the back of my mind the scars are still there. Yes, I still have open wounds. Yes, I often still have that demon on my shoulder telling me how worthless I am, but when I'm with Taylor it doesn't matter. He makes me feel worthy. He makes me feel special. He makes me feel.. loved.

"What're you doing babe?" taylor said causing me to jump about ten feet into the air.

"Damn it, Taylor. You really have to quit sneaking up on me like that."

He let out a loud cackle before plopping down beside me.

"Are you ready to go?" he asked. I wasn't aware we were going anywhere. I might would've put a little more effort into my appearance if I had.

"What do you mean? where are we going?"

"Us guys planned a day just for you girls." he smirked.

Oh God!

There's no telling what these boys have planned.

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