Last Hope {a paramore fanfiction}

Chapter Twenty Seven

We sat on his sofa, me in his Jimmy Eat World tshirt and gym shorts and him in his pjs. We munched toast spread thick with Nutella, and sipped herbal tea. I don't think I had ever been that content in my life.

We had been together for 14 hours. But 12 hours of that we slept. And now we were spending our first morning together as an official couple. Well, we hadn't really confirmed that...but it made sense right? Because we said we'd be together...right?

Anyway, even though it was only our first morning together, it felt natural. Waking up in Taylor's arms felt ten times more amazing then it had previously. That being said, when I woke up he was already awake and leaned in to kiss me. And I got to kiss him back. And place my hand on the back of his head. And wonder why we didn't do this sooner. "Morning," he said and I noted how sexy his voice was when he just woke up.

After the kiss last night in the pouring rain, he took me by my hand and walked me upstairs. I felt like I was floating, until we stood in the doorway. I didn't know what Taylor was expecting. He walked in and sat on the bed and started to take his shoes off. "Taylor I..." I began and he looked up and smiled. "What's wrong?" "...I'm not ready just yet..." I said and motioned to the bed. He looked confused for a second, and then his face had a wave of realisation. "Oh! No Bethan no...I was expecting...to...I hope you know that's not what I want.." he said and turned very red. I then also turned red. "No Taylor! I know that's not what's important...right now," I said. He stood up and walked over to me. "Like I mean...yeah I want to...but not right now? I'm so tired," he said and walked over to me, his hands on my waist. "I wouldn't be working at my best ability," he smirked and I snorted. He smiled and put a strand of hair behind my ear before kissing my forehead.

"More tea?" I snapped out of my daydream of the crazy events in the past few hours to see Taylor standing over me with our empty plates. He was so kind. I held a hand to his face and rubbed his stubble, before sighing and smiling. "Yes please," I said and he smiled a mega watt smile before turning his face slightly to kiss my hand. I nearly came.

"Right, I need to leave," Taylor said, as he walked back over. "What?" I wailed like a little puppy. "Don't be like that or I'll have to stay." At this point I got on my knees and looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. He laughed and then held my face with his hand before planting a kiss on my lips. I kissed him back, raising myself slightly, placing my hands on his face in response. He leaned down, making me arch my back like I did the memorable night before. His hand found that place on the small of my back and I melted all over again. Suddenly he broke away from this kiss. "Whatttttt?" I whined. He looked down at me. "Trust me Bethan, I need to go...even though, trust me I want to stay. But someone's got to plan our first date."

A smile spread across my face. "Oh my god...Taylor...gosh darnit, you're cute," I said and wrapped my arms around his neck. He stood up and I hung there like a rag doll. I looked at him and grinned, before pecking his lips. He crouched down slightly, so my feet touched the ground, and I released my arms. He looked down at me and smiled. "Please be out of here by 5 and ready for me to pick you up from yours at 7.30, okay?" I smiled and nodded. I was such a lucky girl.

As soon as Taylor left, it was as if I'd taken my first breath in months. I pinched myself, to check if this was all real, and if it was actually happening to me. I left Taylor's pretty soon after he did. I needed time to get ready for whatever he had in store tonight.

When I got into my bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed. My hair was frizzy and messy from the rain and my makeup from the day before slightly smudged around my eyes. But at the same time, I felt kind of beautiful. My eyes were the brightest they'd been in a while and my skin was glowing and looked blemish free for once. My lips looked slightly larger. I did the cliche thing and felt them, and then spasmed over the fact Taylor has touched them with his lips.