MagCon One Shots

Taylor

I frantically punch numbers into my phone. My hands are shaking and tears blur my eyes so I have no idea if the numbers are right, even though I have dialed them hundreds of times. I hear someone pick up and I don't even register what he says, I just know it's his voice. "Taylor? Baby, I need you to come over right now."

"Paysley, I'm with Shawn but he'll drive me over immediately. Are you okay?" I don't answer because I have no idea what to tell him so I just shake my head. Of course, he can't hear me shaking my head. "Paysley. Paysley, tell me that you will be okay until I get there."

"I will." I choke out and I hang up the phone. Immediatley I let out a series of screams/cries. Everything inside my head is spinning. I cannot grasp onto any one thought, and it becomes hard to breathe. My medicine. I didn't take it this morning.

I keep trying to stop crying but I can't. Physically, I can not stop shaking and screaming and crying. I hear a knock on the door and know it must be Taylor. I can't remember if the door is locked or not, but even if it is, Taylor has a key. It must not be locked because he enters immediately. "Paysley!"

I try to stand up and reach out for him but I fall. Thankfully, my parents and I have trained him in a situation like this. Taylor grabs my arms and pins them to my sides. "Paysley, breathe." He takes deep breathes in and out and I try to mimic him. It takes a while, but soon enough I stop shaking. Then I stop crying, and then I start to breathe again. It's over.

Taylor pulls me to his chest and runs his fingers through my hair. "It's going to be okay, Pays." He leans down and kisses my forehead and I try to bury closer to him. "I thought they were gone, baby."

"They scare me, Taylor. I can't even control myself." He nods and continues to play with my hair, he knows it relaxes me. I love having him here. Whenever I am with Taylor, I feel better, safer. His cologne is the smell I associate with happiness. I can hear his heartbeat, and I listen to it's steady beat. That's what Taylor is for me. Steady. He is my rock.

Everyone thinks Taylor is so immature. Which I mean, he can be at times. People also think he is some kind of a huge jerk, but he's not. Taylor is the sweetest boy I know. He just has insecurities, so he tries to look tough sometimes. But in his heart, he is more kind than anyone I have ever met.

Without Taylor, I never could have overcome my anxiety. I used to be scared of everything, especially other people. But me and Taylor we paired for an English project and I got closer to him than I have ever been to someone my age. Next thing I know, I had truly fallen in love. Some people say that I can't be in love because I'm only 16. But that's not true. Love can come in any shape or form.

Not my anxiety is gone, with only the occasional panic attacks, like today. But thanks to Taylor and my medicine, I haven't had one in two months. But today I had something trigger it, the real reason I had Taylor come over. As if he could read my mind, Taylor spoke up.

"What happened, Pays? Why did you have another panic attack, you haven't had one in so long?" I couldn't find the strength to answer him. He leaned back so he could look me in the eye. "Paysley, is there something you need to tell me."

"Y-yes." I choked out and started to cry again.

"No, no, no. Don't cry anymore baby, don't cry. Shhh. Everything is going to be okay. Just tell me when you're ready." With that, he got up and headed towards the kitchen. I buried my head in my hands, trying desperately to think of way to tell him. When he came back a few minutes later, he was carrying a two sodas. He handed one to me and I gladly accepted.

After a minute of sitting in silence, I decided it was now or never. "Taylor, you love me no matter what, right?" A scared look appeared on his face.

"Of course, Paysley. I love you no matter what."

"Taylor..."

"Yes?"

"I'm pregnant."

By: Eden (MrsTomlinson826)

So Kharley and I have decided to update every night this week in order to get it going! Like a little celebration. After this week, we will start the regular schedule of updating which is Kharley on Tuesdays, and me on Fridays. Also, I don't know about Kharley, but I will take requests if anyone wants to message me, I'm sure she will too, but I don't want to speak for her. So, Kharley when you see this, let the people know. Well, let the future people know, since we technically have no current readers. But I love you guys in advance. Happy Opening Week! 
~Eden