Without You (A Taylor Caniff Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

I guess it was kind of awkward between me and Taylor after that. We all walked in silence out the airport. While we walked, I did what a middle schooler would do. I left one hand out by my side, giving him permission to hold my hand. He never did, though. I guess it was too soon. I just don't like taking things slow. I decided to pull my hand away. I sighed in disappointment. I guess I really do like Taylor. But on the outside, I act as if it doesn't phase me.

"So uh," Taylor scratched his head. I looked at him waiting for him to finish his sentence.

"You excited for the tour?" He questioned. I chuckled. He was trying to engage in small talk with me.

"Well, yeah I guess. I mean, I just don't know what to expect." I pulled my lip under my teeth.

"You'll see." He said and he dropped the subject. He sighed and he walked up to the guys. I was now walking on my own, I was a few feet behind the guys.

As I walked, I saw a jock type of guy, looking at me and smirking. I knew what he was thinking. I gave him a disgusted look. He frowned, but then he came up to me.

He pressed his lips up against my ear. I tried to pull away but he just pulled me back. "Don't be like that baby." He whispered.

"Get away from me!" I yell as he starts touching me in certain places. The guys hear me and all turn around, then they all rushed over to me. Taylor was the one who pushed him off me.

"What the hell, man!" Taylor spit at him. He looked furious. His nostrils flared, and the tops of his knuckles turned white from clenching them so hard.

"Just get away from her!" Shawn said.

I was surprised Matt didn't say anything. Usually he's the one to get in a fight when in comes to me.

"Look, dude," Matt finally said.

"They're's 1 of you and 4 of us. Unless you want to get your ass whopped I would get out of here." He cracked his knuckles, ready to throw a punch if he had to. The jock kid laughed and rolled his eyes, making him look like an idiot.

I stayed behind Cameron the whole time. He also looked pretty angry himself, his fists clenched and he looked red in the face.

"Whatever." He said and he walked away. I sighed in relief.

Cameron turned around and faced me.

"Hey are you okay?" He asked. He bent down to reach my face. God, I'm so short.

Matt, Shawn, and Taylor ran up to me with all worried looks on their faces. I let them know I was okay and they all walked away, but closer to me this time.

"Hey," Cameron began.

"Why don't you walk with me the rest of the way?" He smiled.

"We won't be walking much longer," I stopped for a moment.

"Wait, how are we getting to the hotel? We didn't take the car here." My eyes narrowed in confusion.

"Limo is on it's way." Cameron said it like it was nothing.

"You guys have you're own limo?" I gasped. I've never rode in one before so I guess I was kind of excited.

"Well yeah. If we took a car, people might see who we are and you know." He explained.

We were outside now and waiting for the limo.

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About 5 minutes of waiting, a shiny black limo was pulling up. When it got to us, the driver came out and helped us and our bags inside. I sat by Cameron and Matt.

"How long do you think the drive is from here to the hotel?" I asked Cameron. He calibrated his answer, then said,

"Around like, 20 minutes." He said.

"So just sit back and enjoy the ride." Matt said.