“Emma, shut-up, you’re loud,” a sleepy Taylor said next to me. Did he not realize or did he remember and was he just not awake. I was so very confused.

I pulled up the sheet that laid over us and sure enough there was a spot of blood on my pretty peach colored sheets. I had had sex with Taylor, I couldn’t believe it. Probably unprotected too and not a good time of the month either. Time to wake Taylor up…

“Oh God Taylor, wake up!” I said while gently rubbing his back to pull him from his deep sleep.

“Emma, for the love of God, what? Wow, I don’t have that many clothes on and this isn’t my bed. Oh I remember. You’re not that bad,” Taylor said snuggling closer to me, I just couldn’t help but snuggle closer to him and he kissed my forehead. Did this mean the beginning of a relationship?

“Tay, I don’t remember…”

“You don’t! Oh that’s sad, what me to show you how it kinda went,” Taylor said while letting his finger travel down my chest to my bellybutton, but it stopped there and he drew small letters and words on my stomach as I laid there with him.

“No, Taylor I don’t want a reenactment right now. We need to talk about this,” I said concern written all over my face.

“Sure, typical girl wanting to talk about it. Okay shoot,” he said placing a kiss on my lips and lingering there a while. I think he was just stalling.

“Okay,” I started after I could breathe again. “We had sex last night because we were totally drunk. I just lost my virginity to you, thanks Taylor,” I paused.

“You’re welcome. It’s about time. You’re 21 years old for goodness sakes,” Taylor was being silly and hyper and not taking my worries seriously enough.

“Taylor, you’re 21 and you were a virgin until last night and don’t tell me any different because I know,” I said trying to back out of his arms, but he held me there.

“Okay, you caught me. What’s bothering you?” he said a serious tone coming into his voice.

“Well, we had sex and I’m pretty sure you didn’t use a condom. I should be ovulating right now, Taylor what if I’m pregnant? That’ll ruin all... that’ll just ruin everything,” I had started crying.

“You’re not pregnant and if you are, we’ll take care of it. It’s nothing to worry about; I’ll take care of you. Emma, I love you,” Taylor said wiping away my tears.

“I love you too,” I told him back just like I had all my life.

“No, Em, I love you,” Tay said lifting up my chin so that I was looking him in the face and would stop drawing pictures on the space in between us.

“Are you serious? You love me? As much as I love you? Tay, what does this mean?” I asked knowing I shouldn’t.

“It means that I have loved you all our lives. It means that I want you to be my girlfriend, my fiancée, and my wife.” Tay told me kissing me.

“Is that your way of asking me out?” I asked being my blonde self.

“Yes, it is,” he answered.

“Wow, that’s one hell of a way to ask someone out, so, if I say yes, we’ll be boyfriend and girlfriend and be in a sexual relationship?”

“Well, basically yeah,” my Taylor said putting up with my stubbornness.

“Well, then my answer is… yes!” I answered.

“Oh my gosh, are you serious?” Tay said ecstatically.

“Yes, yeah, of course, yes!” I said smiling almost as big as Taylor.

“Wow, we’re a couple. We’re in a relationship. I love you so much!”

“I love you too Tay. Now do you wanna have sex again?” I asked being dead serious.

“Hell yeah! Uhh, I’ll lock the door,” Taylor said just being my angel.

“Okay.” I watched Taylor get up and lock the door and come back to me and slowly crawl across the bed. My hangover was completely forgotten I was getting ready to have sex with my boyfriend, the love of my life.

Taylor crawled up the bed towards me where I was now willing to accept him. He pulled me into his arms and began to place gentle kisses all over my body. He was showing me his love by making our bodies one. Within the first few minutes I felt a moan create itself in the back of my throat and I willingly let it free wanting to scream with pleasure just being with Taylor.

By the time both Taylor and I had settled down and were just lying together trying to calm our breath I felt the urge to talk about my mom and dad.

My mom and dad were best friends with Diana and Walker all through high school and college and then somehow they created best friends relationships between their kids.

Then Diana and Walker’s kids ran off and got famous, but their kids and me and my two brothers stayed perfectly close, even through their fame. What was cool was my older brother, Johnston, was Isaac’s age, in fact he was two days older and then there was me, Emma, and I’m the exact age as Taylor. I’m just six days younger than him. Then there was my younger brother, Duncan, he was Zac’s age and he was a mere 14 days younger.

Ike, Tay, and Zac always teased us that we should start a band, but we weren’t as good as them and that we’d have to have a girl singer. My family wasn’t musically inclined anyways; we played sports and loved math and science class.

One night, in fact it was April 13, 2000, my family decided to go on a drive and I just wasn’t in the mood so I opted to stay at home with Taylor and listen to some of the new material on the CD coming out. Well, my mom and dad never came to pick me up so we all just figured they’d stopped at an IHOP or something and so I just got in bed with Taylor figuring it’d be another sleepover like the one’s we’d had since we were born.

Diana woke us up at 3:23 in the morning and told us that fateful news that my whole family had been killed by a drunk tractor-trailer driver. I didn’t cry into Diana’s waiting arms, I cried into Taylor’s and from that day on I loved him and I wanted to be his and today I was.

That was the day I moved in with the Hanson’s, down in their basement kind of away from the rest of the house. I had my own bathroom and my own outdoor exit. A many a late night escape route me, Taylor, and Zac have taken many times and have gotten caught many times (Isaac was never brave enough to sneak out). From that day forward I became a Hanson. I started getting home-schooled with Taylor and I started going on tours with them. I had a great life, but they could never replace my old family, but they sure did try hard and they did a good job, but so far Taylor was winning the race.

“Taylor,” I said softly.

”Mmm,” he said to show me he was listening.

“Remember the funeral?” I knew it was a stupid question, but it didn’t hurt to ask.

“Of course, I remember it like it was yesterday. You talked us into singing because that’s what they would have wanted. We sang it, but horribly because we were trying not to cry so hard. You were void of emotion; it was like you were in shock my mom held you like you were her only hope. Your family kept trying to take you from us, but my mom and dad fought for you and you finally just asked me to take you out to the parking lot and we went out and sat on the pavement next to my car in our nice clothes. I’ll never forget it, why?” Taylor said painting pictures in my mind which he had always been good at.

“Well, when your mom told me what happened that night and you held me while I cried, that was the exact moment I fell in love with you,” I said telling Taylor the one and only thing I had never told him.

“Seriously? Because that night when we were sleeping I was dreaming that you were living with me and then mom woke me up and I remember saying ‘mom, it can’t be time to get up yet, it’s still dark,’ but I saw that she was crying so I stopped and she told me to wake you up. Then she told you and you started crying and instead of going to my mom you came to me and I held you and told you it would be alright. That was the exact moment I fell in love with you,” Taylor told me something I wish I had known all this time, but I guess timing is perfect.

“Oh, wow Tay. I love you so much,” I said leaning in and kissing his nose then his perfect lips. “You have no idea.”

”No, I do have an idea, because I love you with all that I have. I truly do,” at that Taylor wrapped his arms fully around me and I breathed in his aroma and was totally lulled to sleep.

I love my new life.

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