Ask Me Anything
Once they got in there Katrina's mouth fell open and she started to laugh. Taylor's room had stuff ALL over the place. Taylor quickly tried to pick up some of his papers that were laid out while she walked over to his bed.
"Sorry..it's um..kinda messy" he said and turned around. There she was with a smirk on her face holding up a pair of pink boxers.
"Hmm..Pink?" She giggled.
"Oh man. They were not pink when I bought them I swear! I was trying to do my own laundry and they got died that color from my red ones. They were originally white!!" he tried to plead his case and she just laughed and threw them at him. He put them into his drawer along with a few other pairs to further any future embaressment.
"So what are we doing in your room?" she asked looking around. It was odd but seeing that his room was messy and his mom scolded him for stealing food before dinner made her more comfortable around him. She did the same things..he was actually normal. 'Kinda like August actually' she thought.
"Anything you want to do. I just came up here to escape the family. It gets loud down there and I want to get to know you better" he said and sat down on his bed. She followed and sat down across from him.
"Ok ask me something and I'll answer it" She said.
"Alright..lets see..What's your name?"
"Katrina..man you really should know that Taylor" she laughed at him
"No no I mean your last name!"
"Ohhh Stratford. you should really know that too" she gave him a smile
"Well I know it now. What's your favorite band?"
"Taylor.." she laughed "Sorry to bust your bubble but its not you"
"Hey! I didn't say it had to be! I wanted to know, So what is it?" he asked curiously.
"Korn" she replied simply.
"Korn?? I wouldn't pick you to be the type to listen to them"
"Why because I don't scare you and I wear Tshirts and not dog collars? Korn fans aren't all freaks you know, just a select few"
"Well I know that but..I dunno. You seem shy and like you would listen to Jewel and Mariah Carey or something"
"They are..ok. But I like stuff I can jump around to at concerts."
"Ohhh..alright got ya. Well do you hate Hanson? Because most Korn fans hate us"
"Nope. I love your music. I even have a few of your CDs"
"Ohh..well thats cool. If you were hater I would feel pretty stupid right now" he laughed
"Nah, even if I was a hater your very cool Tay. I wouldn't kill you and make up rumors that your a girl on the internet" she smiled.
"Oh yes that makes me feel so much better!"
"It should!" she laughed "Ok ok ask me more unless your done"
"Nope. Do you have a boyfriend?"
"What do you think?"
"Umm I don't know that why I asked" he said
"No I don't" she looked kinda sad at that. He wanted to get off this subject quick so he blurted out a question without thinking.
"What size bra do you wear?" then he literally wanted to smack himself.
"Taylor!" she burst out laughing
"uhh...Sorry" he replied.
"What kind of question is that? 'Do you have a boyfriend' No 'what size are your breasts then'" she kept laughing.
" I did not ask what size your breasts were!!" he yelled laughing too.
"Oh excuse me but hun, thats the same thing as my bra size! And I am not telling you! That is private!"
"Well can I look for myself?" he asked in all seriousness.
"No!" She started laughing again. "Guys I swear!"
"Hmph" he pouted. "Well I was just asking because I was trying to think of a question quick" he defended
"Oh so what size my breasts are was the first thing that popped into your head.Thats much better"
Taylor was beet red but at least she seemed comfortable around him. He knew they were gonna be friends.
"Taylor dinner's ready!" his mom yelled up the stairs.
"Oh shit Kat you have to call home and ask. Here's the phone" he threw her the portable phone.
'He called me Kat' she thought. She was starting to get a huge crush on him. 'Forget Zac' she thought. 'He is an asshole, and me and Taylor have been having a great time today.' She called her mom and she said she could stay over.
"Great! Lets go!" Taylor grabbed her hand and dragged her back downstairs for dinner.
Chapter 6
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