Two Reflections.

Chapter 4 Tiffany The Treacherous.

Taylor woke up in confusion. She had a splitting headache. It was probably from the martini she had at the party.
Taylor looked around, taking in the information.

She then realized that she was still sleeping at Justin's house.
In Justin's house.
Justin's

room.

She shot up, sitting in shock. She couldn't think how much wrong this was. She barely knew the man, and she was sleeping next tohim!

Taylor threw off the blanket and walked downstairs.

She glanced at the time on the clock. It read 10:43 am. She walked into the kitchen, searching for food. Just as she gave up, she heard a noise coming from the staircase.

It was Justin, nothing but a pair of sweatpants. "Good Morning. " He smiled.

"Morning." Taylor smiled back.

"Do you want some coffee?" Justin asked while opening the cabinet.

"No thanks, I'm fine."

Justin shrugged, took a mug
from the cabinet, and poured himself some pre-brewed coffee.

"While I'm here, I think we should set a few rules. Is that ok with you?" Taylor asked tentatively.

"That's fine, continue please." Justin requested before sipping some coffee.

"First, i just wanted to apologize for last night. I don't know what I was thinking. I'm starting to think that someone might've put something in my drink that I had last at the bar." Taylor paused, listening to Justin's reaction.

He actually nodded in agreement and motioned for her to keep talking.

"We can not, I repeat, can not sleep in the same bed. I mean, for goodness sakes we've only known each other for like what, 8 or 9 hours?" Taylor continued.

"I agree with that. I'm sorry, I don't really know why I didn't stop you. Or why I didn't stop myself." Justin apologized.

"It's okay, I guess we could try to get to know each other before we even sleep in the same room. "

"I'm okay with that."

"One last thing." Taylor paused once more.

"What?" Justin questioned.

"More clothing. I'm talking about a shirt Timberlake."

Justin laughed with amusement.

"Yeah, I could handle that." He said still chuckling.

Taylor sighed and rolled her eyes.

"So, when do you think I could go home? I'm sure I could probably get a locksmith or some object to open the door."

"We can go right now if you want. I'll just get my keys and change."

After a few minutes, they walked out of the door and got into the car. Taylor rolled down the window to smell the fresh breeze that lightly blew from the west.

"Taylor." Justin started.

"Yes?" Taylor answered back, facing him.

"Do you want to, um, I don't know, go for some coffee or something?" He said nervously.

Taylor laughed in amusement.
"I hate coffee! I would've had some this morning if I liked it." She replied with a smile.

"Oh. Uh, maybe we can get some doughnuts or walk around the-"

"Look Justin, if you're trying to ask me on a date, just ask me! Stop beating around the bush!"

Justin smiled with confidence as he kept driving.