Bad Idea (Kaylor) | Completed

Chapter 6: Never Have I Ever

"Taylor." Karlie whispered softly. Taylor was certain it was a dream, because she could feel that she was warm in her bed, clutching her pillow. "Taylor." Karlie said again, a little more urgently. She could feel Karlie's breath, hot on her chest and it was clear this was not a dream. Taylor opened her eyes to where she was laying partway on top of Karlie, gripping tightly around her neck. 

"Shit, I'm sorry." Taylor grunted quietly, peeling herself off of her friend. They laid next to each other, narrow bed not leaving much space between them. Karlie's face was red, strands of her hair matted to her face with sweat. Goosebumps raised near Taylor's collarbone where her skin was the warmest, from the sudden exposure to cool air. She ignored her sore body and the pounding in her head as she watched Karlie take a few gulping breaths. 

"I was pretty sure I was going to die." Karlie said, smile in the corners of her lips. "I don't understand how you're such a heavy sleeper." 

"You should've just pushed me off." Taylor said, trying hard not to be embarrassed by her sleeping position. 

"I didn't want you to fall off the bed or anything. It's not like there's a whole lot of room." Karlie shrugged. There really wasn't. Taylor could feel Karlie's still irregular breaths on her face, only inches away on their shared pillow. She wanted to run a finger over her cheekbones, to feel if the skin there was really as soft as it looked, but instead she stuffed her hand into the pocket of the sweatpants Karlie had lent her to sleep in. "How do you feel?" Karlie asked softly. 

"Everything hurts." Taylor groaned. It felt like she had done some serious exercise, but she knew that wasn't the case. 

Karlie chuckled. "Did you sleep okay, at least?" She asked. 

"No actually." Taylor mumbled. "I had this terrible dream that Calvin kissed me and my mom is going to get married and I spent Halloween crying all over you." 

Karlie smirked at her. "Good to see none of that affected your ability to be a complete smartass." 

"Shit. I was really hoping none of that was real." Taylor said quietly. Karlie frowned at her apologetically. "I can't believe you even found me." 

"What do you mean?" She asked. 

"Last night. You came and found me even though you were mad at me." Taylor said. 

"I wasn't mad enough to let anything happen to you." Karlie said seriously. "And it's a good thing I got there when I did, that guy, your ex or whatever, did he hurt you?" 

"Who, Calvin? No." Taylor shook her head. "He just seriously misread the moment, I think." Taylor frowned. 

"I should've just came with you. I could've looked out for you." Karlie sighed. 

"I should've just not gotten so drunk. It's not your fault. Plus, you know, we were fighting anyway." Taylor smirked. 

"Maybe if you weren't always trying to pick a fight with me." Karlie shrugged, sitting up on the bed. 

"I am not!" Taylor sat up, too. 

"Listen, um, about all that." Karlie said. She chewed lightly on her bottom lip. Almost like she was nervous. Was she nervous? Taylor wondered for a moment. What could possibly make Karlie nervous? "I was thinking yesterday, after you left-" Karlie started. 

"You mean after you made me leave?" Taylor teased. 

"There you go, picking fights again." Karlie said, corners of her mouth upturned. 

"I am not! Anyway, what were you saying?" Taylor huffed.

"I was saying, after you left yesterday-" She swallowed. "I decided that I want to tell you things." Karlie said. The look on Karlie's face said that this was a big deal, but Taylor didn't quite understand.