Beauty Killer (Taylor Caniff)

Chapter 2

CHAPTER TWO

~ McKayla's POV ~

I turned slowly... hoping it wasn't someone with a baby. Instead I got a bigger surprise. Isaac. My chest started to pound. Why was he here?

"So... why haven't you answered my texts?" he said. I pushed myself up against the side of the plane, trying to get as far away from him as possible.

"Because I don't have to answer to an asshole like you!" I spoke, words like venom. He moved quickly, wrapping his hand tightly around my wrist. I tried not to show that he was hurting me, he would do worse if I did.

"No one, ignores me." He said tightening his grip.

"Get the hell away from me Isaac, we're not dating anymore!"

"I say when it's over, not-!" Isaac was cut off.

"You're in my seat!" said a guy. I kept a cold stare on Isaac. He threw my wrist back at me.

"We're not done." he said, and then walked off. I let out a breathe I hadn't known I'd been holding. Laying my head on the window, I closed my eyes, rubbing my sore wrist.

"Are you ok?" said the guy that made Isaac move. I looked up, to find a bigger surprise than Isaac. There stood Taylor Caniff. I had totally blanked about him living in Indiana.

"Yeah... I think so." I wasn't positive. I looked at my wrist. A dark bruise braceleted my hand. I guess I couldn't help it. Isaac was big, 6' 1", lean with hard muscle. At least it was my left hand. I could still write easy.

He sat down. He gently grabbed my arm. Examining my wrist. Nothing like Isaac's touch. "Are you sure... we could get ice for that?"

" Yeah... I'm not going to die!" I laughed. He smirked at my lame joke.

" I'm Taylor by the way."

" I know who you are." my mouth quirked up at the corner.

" Really? I didn't think you knew who I was... I mean, most girls act way different when they see me." He said actually looking shocked.

" Sometimes people just want not to be known sometimes... well that's how I feel anyways."

" Exactly..." he sighed " I didn't catch your name?"

" Sorry... I'm McKayla." I paused "I'm going to be touring with you guys."

" Oh... I remember you now... you're that really good singer. You're really funny by the way." he smiled.

" Thanks." I felt my face blush, I didn't think I was that good of a singer. It was more of a hobby. "So are you, I love your vines. You're hilarious! I didn't think that I'd be coming on this tour. I mean it's mostly you guys with guests. But I get to go through the whole tour. Then there's the question of people liking me. I mean it looks so easy for you guys and then there's-." He was staring at me. Dammit! Not again! "I was rambling on wasn't I? I'm so sorry, when I'm nervous I just keep talking and it won't stop!" He started to lightly laugh.

"I didn't mind... you're cute when you do that." He said with a smirk.

Before I could say anything to his comment, the flight attendant came on over the system. He just kept smiling while he buckled his seatbelt. Something about him made my stomach unnerving.

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~MAC~