Piece by piece (taylor henderson fanfic)

The kitchen

Taylor and cam arrive home a while later, I was contemplating making dinner but then realised I suck at cooking haha unless they wanted pb&j or cheese sandwiches I doubt it, I'd probably set the house on fire with how I cook. I laugh to myself.

We all sit around the table even Gemma and bridey. I sat next to bridey whilst Gemma and taylor sat side by side and then cameron at the head of the table.
I had gone through my thoughts quickly over a few times and figured, I wouldn't be rude and ignore taylor- he was still my friend but if you tries to make me show my feelings again or anything like what happened earlier then I'd avoid the subject and block it outside he best I could... As I said he deserves better than me.... I want the best for taylor and I'm clearly not the best which is where I get stuck you know? But I have to deal with it... He'll eventually just forget me completely anyway.

As I look around the table I can feel the quiet just floating around the room... Only the sound of knives and forks hitting plates and chewing can be heard. I look around and as the uncomfortable silence fills the air I can't help but look at that one empty space where Sonja is meant to sit... It didn't feel right... It wasn't right...

"What's wrong Melissa? You look... Worried?" Cameron said clearing his throat and breaking the silence, I instantly look at him and answer "no... I'm fine ... Really I uh... I ... Just ... I'm okay" I stumble over myself trying not to bring attention to myself "you sure Melissa?" Taylor says, I smile "yeah" and force a convincing laugh "oh hey! This dinner?! Delicious thanks!" I say changing the subject rapidly, cameron pauses as if he was trying figure me out for a minute but then nods and responds "thank you, Bridey helped" "it's wonderful bridey" I say looking at her and outing my hand on her arm just under her shoulder that was closest to me, she smiles and let's put a little giggle "thank you! I remember mum use to do a lot of cooking so I guess watching her when I was younger payed off a bit but it was mainly dad" "oh you!" Cameron laughs. I notice Gemma is silent and looking at her phone as she eats so I don't bother her. Taylor and Cameron talk about their work and all that stuff while bridey proceeds to tell me something about how she's into doing people's make up and styling, I wasn't trying to be rude but I wasn't really that into style and fashion but only because I couldn't figure it out, I mean I don't know. "You should let me do your make up it would be so fun" she smiles "uhhh" I pause "I'm not sure ... I don't really get all that stuff it's not like I'd look much better anyway " I laugh "not sure anything could make this mug look any better " I say pointing to my face with one finger. Taylor throws a quick look at me like I said something wrong or offensive, I felt bad all of a sudden- what did I say?
"Come on? Please?" "Yknow she is very good at it" Cameron adds in "bridey sometimes picks out my clothing when we go clothing shopping, she does a great job, I'm really proud of her... Literally a genius at it " taylor smiles looking at bridey then me "well if you really want me to but... Yeah" "thanks! Don't worry you'll look just as amazing as you do now just with my touch to it" she smiles widely as she then finished her food. She puts her plate near the sink then soon Gemma follows then Cameron then taylor then me.

Everyone except taylor had gone either to their room or was watching television in the lounge room which left me sitting at the kitchen table with taylor. He sat across the table just looking at me for a moment then laughed but not as if something was humorous to him, the kind of laugh that was done in disbelieve or something, he smiles "what?" I ask smiling back "i don't believe you said that" "what? What did I say ?" I ask confused "what you said about having nothing make your mug look any better" " oh that" I respond, he moves closer "I don't get it how are you so low on self confidence? You're so beautiful" I laugh and look away and talk in a quieter voice "it doesn't matter" "it does. Just say your pretty and I'll let it go" "okay taylor, you're pretty" I laugh at my sarcasm "you may be beautiful but your also a smart ass" he laughs and I laugh with him "what" I laugh "you told me to say it" we keep laughing "am I really a pretty girl?" He jokes around fluttering his lashes and speaking in his attempt at a girls voice which completely failed but admittedly it was hilarious I laughed so hard I couldn't get my words out "yes! Hahaha you're haha you're gorgeous hahaha" he stands up and does a ballerina curtesy "why thank you" he smiles and speaks in the same 'girly' voice. I gently hit his shoulder "hey! Not every girl sounds like that" we laugh "you're such an egg taylor".

Taylor suddenly brings me into a hug, I pause for a moment but decide a hug was okay... Friends hug... I think...
Then he kisses my forehead... And we sort of rock side to side as we hug...
I was still pretty confused and knew at this point it would be harder than I thought to block out all the things that came to my mind when it came to taylor...

A/N hey just a really quick update not great but I kind of wanted to just put that there I may edit this and add more to it later but for the most part it's there
Enjoy xx 💜〰🌹😏