A Different Kind of Me - cm punk

Chapter 26

Taylor's POV 

I sighed and dropped myself on my bed. It had been months since I was home and i missed my soft bed. Just as I was about to drift off my bedroom door burst open and my best friend rushed in.

"Say it ain't so!"

I lifted my head from the pillow and frowned at her. "Come again."

She rolled her eyes and dropped herself next to me on the bed. "Please tell me this is some part of your twisted sense of humor."

I sat up and frowned down at her. "Okay, I know I don't normally understand what you say but this is time I'm lost. What are talking about?"

"You and Phil."

"Oh." I said coming off the bed to start unpacking. I placed the suitcase on my bed and opened it. "What about it?"

"It's a joke right?"

"What's a joke?" I asked for the sole purpose of ignoring her. 

She groaned and sat up. "God! I'm talking about you and Phil! Did you break up or-'

"Oh, there is no 'or'. We're done."

She whined and hugged my pillow to her chest. "But why?"

I shrugged as I continued to unpack. "It was bound to happen anyway." I said trying to convince both her and myself that this was doing to happen. I wanted to think that I saved myself more heartache.

"You don't know that. Phil can be very sweet when he gets around to it."

"Yeah, and until he gets around to it he can be a controlling, selfish asshole."

"What exactly happened?" She asked turning her head to look at me. 

"The whole moving in thing."

She beamed and got on her knees. "He was moving in here?!"

I shook my head and her smile dropped. "You were moving out of here? Buy why would you?"

"That was the problem. Neither one of us wants to leave our house."

"Then just get one together." She said like it was that simple.

"Didn't you hear me? He doesn't want to leave his place. Period. Them when I suggested we just break up till we both learn to be less stubborn he flipped and said we should just forget about the entire moving in thing."

"So why didn't you? He was willing."

I pulled the empty suitcase off the bed and left it on the floor. I got in the bed and under the covers. It was still bright outside but I was jet lagged and tired. 

"We were eventually going to have the same argument later down the line. Why delay the inevitable? Why spend more time loving him? I don't want it to hurt more than it already is." I told her trying to keep the hurt out of her voice. All I wanted to do right not was sleep. I didn't want to think of the man with the perfect olive eyes and the scruffy face that made me fall in love with him all too quickly. 

I didn't want to think of the way his many tattoos didn't make him unkept like I'd always suspected it would; it made him look like a canvas and ink made him look beautiful. I was in love with every single part of Phil Brooks and there was nothing I could do about it.

Well, there was nothing I was willing to do about it. I was too stubborn but if he loved me as much as he said he did then he won't have a problem leaving his house either.

"You love him don't you." I heard her ask and I jumped. I'd forgotten she was even still here.

"What?"

"My brother. You're in love with him. Aren't you?"

I sigh and turn to face her. "I am." I said giving her a small smile. "But he's a jackass."

"I know sweetie, he is a jackass."

"But I love him."

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Okay, this was shirt and I'm really sorry. So, 4 chapters left in this book and I already have an idea for the last chapter. Some if you might hate me for it but have no dear a sequel is gonna come. 

Thanks for reading this... I love you all for it.

I'm thinking the title of the second one would be Back To You. Idk yet but they won't get back together right now that's for sure.

I'm basically asleep so I didn't check for mistakes. Ignore them if you see them. I'll edit later

Okay, bye. I live your sexy faces!