"Please tell me you guys can stay. I'm scared to be here without you."my voice was sad and squeaky. "You aren't alone though."Taylor said. "You don't know Chad. I need a guy around. I wouldn't feel right with just girls."I explained and looked into Taylor's sparkling blue eyes. I was hoping he'd get my message that I wanted him here to watch over me. "I'll stay here and watch you. Taylor here's not big enough to take him."Clarke looked over at Taylor. "No offense but he's big and you don't know what you're dealing with."he added. That was one thing I liked about Clarke. He tried his best to stay on everybody's good side. "None taken."Taylor looked over at me and his eyes soothed me as they gazed into mine. "Who do you want to stay with you?"as Taylor's soft pink lips uttered these words I felt as if I was being lifted onto a bed of needles and pins and was slowly being lowered on top of it. I imagined myself laying there, not being able to move for fear of the pain. I looked between the two of them, concentrating carefully. I looked at Taylor and his gorgeous face, pleading eyes, and fine body; then at Clarke and I knew what I wanted to say, but I didn't want to hurt Clarke. "Okay here's the deal. Clarke you can stay downstairs for protection and Taylor can stay up here to keep me company."I knew at the time that it sounded kinda corny and I probably made it real obvious that I wanted Taylor alone tonight but hey.
Clarke went downstairs and talked to my mom. After hearing what he said about Chad she was on pins and needles herself and told him -in her words- that if they wanted to keep that asshole away from her daughter that they could stay as long as they wanted. "Yeah Ike, can I talk to Mom it's important."Taylor pleaded over the phone. "Hey mom can I stay at Skyler's?"he asked in a gleeful manner. "Ike will tell you. It's an emergency. She needs me and...yeah...no it's hard to explain...If you let me stay, I'll tell you anything and everything you want to know tomorrow."he went on, his voice growing exasperated. "Oh thank you Mama, I don't know how to thank you enough."he sounded excited again and ran up to me, wrapping his arms around me, lifting me off the ground and spinning me around. I was placed back on the floor and I stood for a moment, staring into Taylor's crystal blue eyes and he into my pair of emerald green ones. I didn't know what passed between us, but it was interrupted when Clarke came up behind me and began to massage my shoulders. What'd your mom say?"he questioned. "I can stay."he sounded gitty and looked down at me again, exposing his pearly whites. "Well you two lovebirds go upstairs while I guard."he joked, making me and Taylor blush.
We headed upstairs and Taylor hung out while I got a shower. He was there waiting for me already in his pajamas. Ike brought them while I was in the shower. I heard him when he came in. "Man Skyler, you sure you wanna do that?"he chuckled. "What?"I looked down at myself and remembered why. I had come out in a towel. I had to go by the bed to get to my closet, so I headed on my way over. I was at the foot of the bed when Taylor grabbed my waist and pulled me down beside him on the bed. I was shocked for many reasons and what happended with Chad didn't help. He rolled over on top of me and kissed me lightly on the lips. I saw his face redden and he tried to run out of the room. I didn't appreciate this and grabbed his pants, pulling him back down to the bed. He looked puzzled and instead of going with my first plan and talking to him, I kissed him! Right on the lips and I don't mean a peck either. I got serious. I kissed and kissed as our kisses got deeper and deeper and our hands started roaming about, until my towel was thrust off of me and he was on top of me. Normally I would have freaked, but it felt so natural. It was almost like I was meant to do this.
We went no further and I headed for the closet again. I just stood there looking for a shirt when Taylor came in. "Skyler, I think we need to talk."he said in a serious tone. "Maybe we do."I replied and pulled down and Hanson t shirt; throwing it down when I realized what it was. "I...I...I'm sorry I did that to you. I can't say I didn't like the reaction it got, but I didn't mean to. I don't know what came over me. I'm not normally like that." he rambled. "It's okay. Gheez. If it had bothered me, I wouldn't have done what I did." I explained and pulled down another t shirt. Taylor bent down and picked the one up off the floor. "What's wrong with..."He stopped in mid-sentence. "Oh I see now."I blushed and took the shirt from him. "You can wear it, I just didn't know you were a fan. I'm used to fans screaming and hyperventilating."he chuckled. "I just wouldn't feel right wearing it in front of you."I explained and hung the shirt up. Taylor took his shirt off and handed it to me. "Here want mine?"he asked in a sweet tone. I took it from him, kissed him on the cheek and slid it over my head.
"What's wrong?"he questioned and cocked his head to the side. "I don't feel right letting you go around without a shirt."I informed him. "Well, I can wear one of yours if you want."he chuckled. "You really want to?"I questioned and headed for the closet. "I don't mind."was his reply as he followed me. I was standing in the closet, digging through clothes, when he walked up and stood above me, staring down at me. I looked up into his eyes and I felt like I was literally melting. I was warm inside and my face was getting tired feeling. His hand caressed my cheek and I got up on my tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. His arms wrapped around my waist and I was pulled closer to him, as my hand ran its way through his long blonde hair.
