Taylor Lautner The Only One (COMPLETED)

Chapter 15- What now?

Kylie POV:

I stirred awake to the sound of my alarm clock. Reaching over i smashed my hand down on the plastic without opening my eyes. Except my hand didnt meet plastic but warm skin, which cried out when my hand came slapping down on it.

My laugh got muffled in the pillow when i realised id infact slapped Taylors face instead of the alarm clock. 

Groaning as i pulled myself up i switched off the annoying alarm and glanced over at Taylor. His chocolate brown eyes were staring up at me with a look i couldnt quite decipher. I flopped back down on the covers and lay across Taylor. 

I had no idea what to do. I knew i had to go to work but what about me and Taylor? Last night had been amazing and in Taylors arms i had received no nightmares. The only thing was his fame and because of the fact we could never be together. He was leaving in 5months anyway, he'd leave me, he'd leave this little paradise we had both created and everything would go back to normal.

Taylors raspy morning voice halted my thoughts, "What are you thinking about?"

I waited a moment before replying. "Us... whats next." 

i watched Taylors face contort with worry and stress. Before he said, "lets just take each obstacle at a time okay? It'll end up fine."

I could tell he was trying to convince himself as much as me.

"C'mon," i said hauling myself out of bed taking the covers with me to hide my body. 

"Seriously Kylie?" Taylor said bursting out laughing as he watched me shuffle in a gigantic white sheet around the room.

He stood confident and proud and tugged the sheets out of my hands. I watched as his smirk grew and i'm sure my face spelled out panic. I tried to cover my body from Taylors pervy eyes but unknown to me staring at my body wasnt his only intention. 

Taylor grabbed me and before i could even react started wrapping the sheet around me so tight that i couldnt move my arms or legs. 

The only thing i could do was shout and lemmie tell you now that is what i did. I shouted profanities and death threats at Taylor but he just laughed and laughed. I'm pretty sure at some point he cried. he picked me up effortlessly and threw my onto the bed, muffling me mid sentence with his lips.

"Taylor I will chop of your balls and feed them to my do-"

Once again i was lost in the ectasy every kiss Taylor and me shared gave.

He pulled away smirking. Then grabbed the only free edge of the sheet and and tugged. I rolled round and round as the sheet gradually unwound. Eventually i lay sprawled, nude on the covers. Taylor slowly and carefully crawled on top of me. 

"You are such a di-"

Taylor put a finger to my lips stopping my very graphic sentence from finishing. 

"Yeah but you love me really." He said smirking.

My eyes widened a bit of the L-word. But i soon recovered thinking that he meant it just in the friend way. 

"You wish." I said rolling my eyes dramatically.

Taylors smirk just grew impossibly bigger. Suddenly his hands were tickling my whole body desperately trying to find my ticklish spot. When his hands found my waist i broke out into hysterical giggles as i pleaded at him to stop. He carried on smirking smugly at me. 

"Cupcake, I wont stop until you admit you love me." 

The battle against my pride lasted for about 3 more minutes until finally through my pleads I murmered I love you.