First Impressions.. (Norman Reedus FanFic)

Chapter twelve.

Taylor's P.O.V..

Thinking about who took the photo and posted it online, resulted in me not getting any sleep at all last night. Finally the sun was starting to shine through the window and it quickly woke Norman up.

"Morning." He mumbled, raising his hand up and tangling his fingers in my hair.

Lifting my head to look up at him, I could see the worry that shone in his eyes.

"Good Morning." I barely whispered until Norman raised his hand and gently ran his thumb under my eye.

"Did you sleep at all last night?" He questioned, making me shake my head.

"Nope.. I'm used to it though." I sighed, dropping my eyes and laying beside him to look up at the ceiling.

It was true, I really was used to no sleep but this time it was different because I had so much on my mind.

"You still thinking about the pictures?" Norman asked quietly and I began to nod my head slowly as I pulled myself up. I attempted to get off the bed until his hand gently wrapped around my t-shirt and pulled me back.

There was absolute silence as Norman brought me closer to his chest, resting his head on my shoulder.

"Don't you dare say it.." I mumbled as he opened his mouth and attempted to speak but I knew exactly what he was going to say.

"I was only going to say.." He started but I began to cut him off.

"Don't worry about it.. Everything will be fine." I said, lowering my voice to sound like him and finishing his sentence.

Norman's face instantly changed as he tried to hold back his laughter.

"I do not sound like that." He mumbled with a slight chuckle but I began to nod my head.

"You so do!" I protested, trying to move out of his grip again until he playfully tackled me to the bed, making me laugh.

After a further ten minutes of continuous laughter, Norman finally let me get up and leave the room. I quickly got myself changed in the bathroom, packing my things away and then going towards the living room.

"Morning." Mingus called from the sofa, scaring me slightly as I stretched at the living room door.

"Good Morning." I responded, before dropping down beside him and pulling my phone in to my hands.

Almost immediately, there was a light knock at the door and Norman came rushing through the apartment.

"I got it." He said. "Oh.. Hey Chris." He added, greeting my dad as he pulled the door open a bit more.

"Norman." My dad replied with a small nod before looking around and calling me over to him.

Still standing outside the apartment door, my dad opened his arms before slowly wrapping them around me.

"Are you ready to get going?" He asked quietly, pulling away from me slowly. I hesitated for a short moment and began to shake my head.

"Can I take a showet first?" I yawned, putting my bag on my shoulders.

I really didn't want to go out today, especially after the photos but I could see how much it meant to my dad.

"Of course you can.. I'll meet you inside." He replied, heading back through my apartment door. I stepped out of the apartment, turning back around to face Norman as he shut the door.

Instantly, Norman placed his hands on my hips and pulled me closer.

"Will I be seeing you later?" He asked quietly, reaching his hand up and gently pushing my hair behind my ear.