Story of My Life // Taylor Caniff

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Chapter 25

*Faiths POV*

*~1 Year Later~*

I'm still here. I'm still the same. I still get beat but they've gotten worse. Dad found out about Taylor and I dating and made me break up with him. I was heartbroken and Taylor hasn't texted me sense.

I cried and cried for days. When I cried I got beat and when I got beat I cried even more.

I am now in my Senior year of High School and Felicity and I are still BFFs. Possibly even closer then before. Our Vine account has gone viral with 2.2M followers.

Felicity and I are planning on have a meet up at the ballroom where MagCon was but I told her I wasn't going to show myself to the fans with bruises and cuts.

She agreed and understood.

Oh my god. I really miss Taylor. How I want to be in his arms! Him kiss my head and kiss my lips. Hug me and hold me close and tight. Have him tell me that he still loves me and cares about me.

I wonder if he thinks about me.

I heard the door open and close. No slam? I stood up straight and tall and Dad came into my room with something behind his back.

"Afternoon Father." I said politely.

"Hi Faith. We're going over to my bosses house for dinner tonight and I want you to dress nice."

He revealed a white strapless lace dress that goes just above my knees.

I smiled. "Thank you, Dad."

He kissed my forehead. "Get dressed, beautiful."

I smiled and he closed my door on the way out. How come he has changed all of a sudden? Is it just because it's his boss and it's dinner? Or could he possibly be changing?

I shrugged it off. I'm just glad I get my old dad back for the day.

I took my jeans off and my Tshirt. I unzipped the back of the dress and then pulled it over my head. I then put black spandex underneath so my panties weren't showing.

I looked down and you couldn't the spandex or my bra. I smiled, I looked cute in this dress. I zipped up the back of the dress and put my diamond earrings back it.

I don't own any dress shoes so I wore my black vans which went really well with the dress. I brushed my hair, which turned really frizzy cause my hair is naturally curly, and then straightened it. It turned really flat and smooth. I then put my hair up in a high ponytail.

I opened my dresser drawer and put on some light eyeliner and mascara. I put my makeup back and realized something white in the back of my dresser drawer.

I pulled the drawer out some more and grabbed it.

It was Taylors bandana that he gave me at MagCon. I smiled and I put it on as a headband.

I walked out to the livingroom and dad was waiting for me in a nice black blazer and dark blue jeans and his dress shoes. His hair was nicely jelled back which made him look nice.

I got in the front seat of the truck and we started driving off.

"My boss, she has a son about your age. Maybe you guys could be friends?" He suggested.

"What's his name?" I asked looking out my window.

"I don't remember, but she said he's famous and you could possibly know him."

I nodded. I was clueless who it could be. But I hope we can be friends. I need more friends.

We arrived at a really big and nice house, and parked in the giant drive way. A white car was parked in the grass but I couldn't tell what kind of car. It's really dark outside.

We parked next to a black truck and I got out and closed the door. Dad hooked my arm, being a gentlemen, and walked me to the door.

Dad rung the doorbell and a lady answered the door.

"Hello Jonathan. This must be your daughter, Faith."

"Hi." I waved with a friendly grin.

"May we come in?" Dad asked politely.

"Yes come on in." She opened the door wider for us to come in.

We walked inside and dad dropped my arm.

"This is a beautiful home." I complimented looking around.

"Why thank you, darling. Taylor our guests are here!" The lady shouted up the stairwell. "He'll be right down."

I nodded and went into the kitchen.

Dad followed me. "Let us not be rude but polite to our hosts shall we?"

"Yes, sir." I agreed with a nod. I knew if I messed up I would get it later.

Dad walked back out and started talking to the nice lady. I walked out of the kitchen and into the livingroom, looking at family photos. I picked up a picture of a boy that looked 12 or 13 years old and looked very familiar. He had an adorable smile.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Evans." I heard a voice say.

"It's nice to meet you too son. Faith why don't you come say hi to Taylor." My dad said.

I placed the picture back ontop of the tv and walked back over.

The tall boy turned around and I froze staring up at the person I broke up with a year ago.

"Faith?" He asked with a shocking heartbreak tone.

My heart sunk but was beating fast. "Tay?"

A/N

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