Taylor's POV
*buzz buzz* *buzz buzz* *buzz buzz* I was awaken by the devil, also known as, my alarm clock. As I look over, the clock reads '6:00'.
"Ugh, why must I be cursed with these 8 hours of torture, 5 days a week." I said while doing the 'morning stretch'. I walked over to my phone and read my notifications.
"Candy Crush, blah blah, direct message on Instagram, 5 retweets & a text from 'Brad <3' ."
Once I look down at my clock I see that it was 6:06 and that I need to get ready. So, I walk out of my room and go to my bathroom, pee, and get into the shower.
After I get out if the shower, I wrapped a towel around myself, dried my hair, brushed my teeth, put on my deodorant, cleaned my face, did my makeup, put my contacts in, you know the 'morning routine'. Once that was done I walked over to my room and began picking out my clothes.
Today's choice was a yellow tank top with small white polka-dots and a navy blue cardigan to top it, skinny, dark washed, Hollister jeans and yellow flats with a tied knot on the toe. And to top it off I curled my hair last minute so I didn't look like a total mess.
I started to get my phone and read the text from Brad but I didn't really think twice about it.
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Once I finished getting ready it was about 7:10. So I went down stairs to go get some breakfast and unexpectedly saw Brad standing at the kitchen counter, practically waiting on me, knowing that I'd be there. I thought he was just being nice and taking me to school today but that wasn't exactly the case.
"Hey" I said curious to see him. "What are you doing he-"
Getting interrupted he started talking in a depressed voice. "Hey. I think we need to talk."
"Well, okay! Just let me get some breakfast first." Sounding all bubbly and happy but he still didn't seem to cheer up.
"Um I think this is more important than breakfast." He said getting quieter and awkward.
I walked over to give him and grabbed his hand taking him over to the table. "Babe, what's wrong? Is there something going on between your parents again?"
He looked confused. "What? No, but there is something going on between you and I."
"Huh? What?! But I thought we were just starting to get closer."
"I'm sorry but it just not working out." Sounding as if he didn't care at all.
"What! No! Get out?!" I said as I was starting just to understand what was going on.
"We can still be friends!" Now he just sounded desperate.
"No, Brad! I, not going to be friends with the guy who just shattered my heart and I'm not going to say this again, GET OUT!" Once I finished screaming at him my dad heard us and started walking down the stairs.
"Brad, you heard her. Get out." My dad said being him protective self.
He left without thinking twice. I peeped out the window to make sure he didn't do anything out of the ordinary because, I know, well I used to know when he got angry but, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.
"Thanks, I guess." I said as I walked up the stairs, whipping away a tear.
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Once I had gotten into my room I set in my window and cried watching Brad pull out of the driveway. I looked through my phone when I finally decided to look at the text.
"hey, we need to talk.." and that was all the idiot said. I guess you have to get your heart broken before someone else can come and piece it back together.
And that was how my morning went.
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FanfictionHi! I'm Taylor Layne, a very popular teenager in high school. I'm taken and have been falling for Bradley 'Brad' Diamond since 2nd grade. We've been in a 'flirtation-ship' from 2nd-7th grade but then it got serious. Recently, Brad found out that Tif...