Journals | Shaylor

T w e n t y F i v e

It's been a month since we've known each other.

Taylor decided to have a family dinner and I agreed. It was my dads first day off in a long time and Taylor's mom won small on a lottery ticket.

Both of our families were feeling pretty positive, well it's been a while. This is why Tay and I wanted a family dinner. Of course both of them knew that we were together but now our parents will meet.

We were going to see each other there, at the restaurant.

When I walked in, I saw Taylor and his mom. They hopped off their seats onto their heels to greeted us.

"Hi nice to see you again love!" Taylor said excitedly to me.

"You seem awfully familiar." my father commented at Taylor's mom.

"Don't think we've ever met buy My name is KC. Well it's something new." she addressed while angling her hand outwards.

I thought this was hilarious because when I met Taylor's mom she told me that I looked familiar. We could of met before.

We all took seats next to our parents while we, Tay and I, were across each other.

"Tell me about your lifestyle Caniffs." my dad spoke.

"Well he's my oldest and I have a daughter who is currently with my grandparents. They treat them wonderful. I work til evening well sometimes while my son tries his best to get his education, I hope so boy." she introduced as my dad went along. "I have my son and me living in a house that I can never get to stay in this is why I have a house keeper. She's my maid and my son's...well only mother figure."

I didn't think he would get this detailed. It was okay but it did suck to hear that I only had one motherly figure. That's when Taylor tried to reach for my hand under the table. He mouthed out, "I love you." and I nodded.

In response to their conversation, "I've started gaining a connection towards Ms. Caniff. She told me that she would always be there for me and I believe her. She's my second mother figure now." that's when I looked over to Taylor's mom. "It's true. This is how I feel and I don't want anything to come between Taylor and Shawn. Your son is incredible and I don't want anything to harm him. I feel as if he is taken as my own too sometimes since he's always around. It's lovely."

I really wanted to cry because at that moment I actually felt loved. My dad was never around to care or nurture me.

"I'm glad this is turning out pretty well." Taylor said happily.

We all had small talk and ate. After that we went over to Taylor's house.

My dad observing the place, I knew he was judging. He doesn't really 'do' small places but I loved this house because it was cozy.

"I feel like I know this place. I think I once lived here. It's been years I'm not quite sure." he spoke.

"Always feels like family when I'm in here, dad." I told him.

Taylor started fumbling with my fingers as we sat on the stools in front of the counters.

"Excuse me. Who is this?" my dad asked pointing to some pictures I the wall. "It's Taylor." Ms. Caniff pouted out to my dad.

"Funny because that's how Shawn looked like when he was young." My dad commented.

"Well I have some more pictures. Want to see them?" Tay's mom offered while Taylor groaned.

We looked through the pictures all together in the dinning room. One by one. Taylor sat next to me and he was tugging tight on my thigh. I knew he was either nervous or embarrassed.

There were a few baby pictures of Taylor and some of his sister in this little box... Then some photos that had us questioning.

"Who's that?" I asked.

"Oh he ummm... He's not really part of the picture anymore."

Taylor replied looking over to his mom. "Sweetie want to tell them?" Taylor's mom asked.

He nodded his head and rest his chin on his palms. "It's my brother. Just a twin I lost connection with."

My heart sort of torn. I held his hand tight. Looking over my dad to see his mouth drop and Taylor's mom was circling the room with her eyes.

"Can I ask his name, Taylor?" my dad brought up. "Well I don't know his name... anymore." he answered.

My dad started to lift up the picture and put it in front of me and Taylor. "Shawn Mendes." He said it so slowly and lost in deep thoughts. Moving his eyes from the picture to me then Taylor. Constantly.

"Do you really want to know who this is?" my dad asked.

"Dad come on now." I told him because nobody needed his randomness.

"Boys do you mind going upstairs please. I need a moment." dad asked.

We both made our way up the stairs and so did Taylor's mom.

"You can stay." my dad told Tay's mom.