Broken Waves

The Whistling Winds

Laura's pov:

I woke up to the feeling of someones arm over me hoping it was Shawn's, but when I grabbed their hand I knew it was Gilinsky. I sat up so fast, regretting it a second after because I got really nauseous and I just blinked a couple times while it wore off then I turned to see Jack asleep beside me with his black and purple face. I started to cry and got on top of him and kissed him feeling his soft lips connect with mine, and he kissed me back. I felt a tear run down my face, and I could feel his thumb wipe it away and I grabbed his hand, opening my eyes and kissed him again,

"Oh Jack, you're face. Why did he do this to you?" I softly put my hand by his eye, and I saw him flinch so I moved my hand into his silky hair. He took a deep breath,

"While you were in the shower he asked me if you and I were having sex in the gym change room this morning." My eyes widened, and I told him to continue, "I told him we were just working out, then I told him that I have a lot of respect for you, so I told him that I'd fuck you on my bed while he was sleeping..." He looked away really quickly thinking I would slap him. I wanted to, but Taylor already did enough.

"You told him that you'd fuck me on your bed while he was sleeping? Oh my god Jack I-" I got off of him and got off the bed then realizing that I wasn't wearing any pants or underwear for that matter. I forgot about that not really caring about it at the moment and I looked at the clock and noticed that Magcon started two hours ago. 

"Holy shit, we missed it. I was supposed to sing with Shawn, I hope he was okay doing it alone." I ran out of the room down the hallway and ran into my room where I found the room exactly how I saw it last, blood on the floor and Taylor's bandana at the end of our bed. I walked into the bathroom, finding dried blood drops beside the sink, and the room smelt of vomit. So, I opened up the window and started cleaning the blood drops re-visualizing the whole fight all over again, when I felt hands around my waist I looked up into the mirror, it was Taylor.

"You have no idea how badly you hurt me and Jack." I turned around to look up at him and slapped him across the face leaving a red mark on his cheek. My hand started to sting, but it felt really fucking good.

"I definitely deserved that, maybe one isn't even enough Laura-" I put my hand to his mouth,

"I felt the connection between us yesterday but you've taken it too seriously. Have you seen Jack's fucking face!? It's black and purple and his lip is-" He kissed me. He actually fucking kissed me. I noticed that I was kissing him back, he pulled my waist closer to him and I put my arms around his neck when he started sliding his hand up the front of my shirt, and I backed away from him.

"What the fuck am I doing? If I should be kissing anybody right now it should be-" Taylor took a few steps towards me and put his hands on my wrists, sliding his hands down to interlock fingers then he slowly looked up from our hands to my face and leaned in towards my neck and started kissing me again. I wanted to stop him but it felt so nice. I felt him gently bite my neck, and he gave me a hickey.

"Now you're mine, it's my love mark for you Laura Mendes." I couldn't reply, after what happened today he forgot all about it and gave me a hickey expecting me to forget too. I guess it worked because the next thing I know is that we're on the bed with Taylor's abs in my face, holy shit they were perfect, and he was in the middle of taking off my sweater when I pulled it back down and sat up.

"Taylor, what the hell do you think you're doing?" I was kind of scared because I don't remember getting to the bed or him taking off his shirt, even though there was no possible way to not remember that.

"Laura, you need to just relax and trust me..." He slowly lay me back down when Jack walked into the room.

"Holy shit Jack. I can explain." Then Taylor started kissing me while putting his hand up my shirt and Jack walked up to Taylor and punched him once so hard that Taylor fell off the bed and fell to the ground.

My eyes were stuck on Jack's fist that was now covered in blood, and I jumped up to him and grabbed his hand pulling him to the bathroom filling the sink with warm water then walked back out to Taylor who was still on the floor,

"How many fingers am I holding up you asshole?"