Another problem I've been having lately is time given to activities that deserve more time. For example, baking; baking takes time but takes away time from more important activities such as Law and Order duties. Fans deserve a lot of my time, as does my music, that's where the majority of my time goes. Spending time with friends is another major time-consumer in my life. Between just in the ones mentioned, I don't have much time on my hands. But I can make time for today.
Today Adam's coming over for our not-a-date (thanks to Karlie and Sarah's harassment) and it should be interesting. I mean, I'd like to tell myself I'm not excited but the thought of him has me tapping my foot on the tile beneath my feet. And it had me leaving my writing session with Ed a hour early to get home. There's just something about him that has me curious, some factor that has me hooked like the first chapter of a really good book. The feeling had been almost intoxicating after we came in from the roof that night. We found a little table near the foyer where no one really ventured, had some coffee and just started talking. It was a casual conversation but something led to another and i was countering all his little remarks and we just were so into our conversation everything and everyone around us were just people passing. They became strangers and the real stranger in front of me became the only person i felt like i knew. It was comfortable just talking to him and it definitely kept me blushing but I never told anyone that. Honestly, I don't want anyone to get the idea I had a moment like that with him because that's not suppose to happen. We're friends, and I'm not going to change that and make him change his life for some feeling i had.
Karlie told me that Joshua said he had fun but wouldn't go into it, like i had basically done to her. I had given a bit more information because Sarah and Karlie seem to press. But for all i know, Adams' isn't giving much information because he didn't feel anything and didn't want Joshua to tell me that he didn't have a good time. Either way, we were both playing the same game, it was just the question if we were on the same board.
My phone buzzes from the counter and i leave my couch post that i've been perched at most of the day, watching 16 and Pregnant like most of my binge days. I pick it up and hold it to my ear, trying to manage the chips in my mouth so i can talk.
"Hello?" I manage to get out.
"Taylor? Hey, it's Adam," The voice on the other end says and i almost choke on the chip. "Could you get me in the building? They won't let me in."
I cough once and clear my throat. "Yeah, yeah, of course. Sorry about that, they just dont want any fans sneaking in. I'll be right down."
With that, I hang out and grab a water, swish it around and swallow, set the bottle down and walk out the door. The elevator never really works for me but I take it anyway, it can't hurt and taking the stairs definitely can in just my socks. You never know what you might step on.
After a taxing 5 minutes of noises and grunts from the elevator, it comes to a jerking stop and the doors creak open enough for me to slip through. Adam stands just inside by the doors, looking at the ground, probably trying not to make eye contact with the building hostess, Terry.
"Hey Adam," I say and watch his head dart up and a smile light up his features. He honestly looks like a puppy, it's adorable. "Thanks Terry, he's all good."
"No problem, Taylor, just doing my job. Sorry for the inconvenience, sir." She says and he shrugs it off.
"It's totally fine," He smiles at her and walks past to where I stand. "Thank god you're here, I almost got thrown out."
"Dont tell me your scared of Terry, she's not that bad," I laugh and look up at him as we walk back towards the elevator.
"No but I'm scared of her backup security.. what's his name? Rock?"

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Affinity
Fanfictionthe whispers turn to shouting, and the shouting turns to tears, the tears turns to laughter that takes away our fears