Inexclusive (A Taylor Caniff fanfiction)

Chapter 35

Alis POV

We only had one more day until we had to go to Miami for magcon. I had planned this day to pack and get ready to leave. I pulled the covers over my head and stepped out of bed. My blonde hair was a mess; all notty and frizzy. Clearly a bed head. I was wearing a big, white cardigan and yoga shorts. However the sweater was so long my shorts werent visable. I slouched down the stairs with a frown on my face. I was tired, sad I was leaving, and I surely did NOT want to pack. I took a bowl out of the cabinet of the kitchen and reached for the cereal box. I started pouring it in the bowl when I felt arms wrap around me. My frown istantly turned into a smile. I spun around so now I was facing him. He kissed my forehead.

"Goodmorning."

"Goodmorning." I looked up at him.

"You look beautiful."

I laughed. "no I dont! Im wearing pijamas and my hair is a mess."

"I know, thats what makes you beautiful."

I blushed. "I love you."

"I know." He cheekily smiled.

I shook my head. "youre an idiot."

"But I'm YOUR idiot." He reassured.

"Yeah, you are."

I hugged him tight, just feeling his warmth. Sometime, I wouldnt be feeling this for a very long time. And I wanted to savor it while I still could.

He kissed me on the forehead again and spoke, "we have to pack today."

"Ugh, I know."

"Dont worry, I'll make it fun."

I snickered, "yeah, I bet."

He stared down at me. I bit my lip.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh, sorry. Youre just...so damn cute."

"You too." I stood on my tippy-toes and kissed him. He smiled.

"I'm still not over this."

I leaned on his shoulder. "Me too."

Completely forgetting about breakfast, I grabbed his hand and pulled him upstairs.

I went to his room and pulled my suitcase out from under the bed.

"Lets do it now, or else we'll never get around to it."

"What would I do without you?"

I shrugged and started putting my clothes away. Mrs. Caniff had place the laundry basket in Taylor's room this morning before she headed to work so we could pack.

I pulled out all of my clothes, and threw Taylor's at him.

I packed away my shirts and shorts, but I left out an outfit to wear on the plane.

"You done?" He asked me.

"Yeah, you?"

"No, can you help me?"

"Sure bae."

I crawled over to him and hovered over the basket, picking out his clothes. He pulled me onto his lap as I nearly fell over.

I continued to fold and hand them to him. Our system seemed to work.

"One of the perks of having a girlfriend who travels with you."

I kissed him on the cheek and got up.

"Where you going?" He asked.

"To get breakfast, I suggest you get some too."