The moment I stepped into the Hanson home, I was greeted by the whole family. The kids were all very enthusiastic and curious about me and what I looked like.

"Guys, let her walk through the door." Taylor said feeling quite embarrassed, I imagined.

"It's okay. I'm used to it. I've got four little brothers and sisters." I smiled. It didn't bother me at all. I really liked his family.

After we managed to get through that whole situation, I was finally showed my bedroom by Mrs. Hanson. She was really sweet and seemed to like me. I saw Taylor in her looks, but Taylor resembled his father a lot more.

As I unpacked, I thought about his family and then there was a knock at the door.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey. It's Taylor, can I come in?" He asked quietly.

"Yeah." I replied. He shut the door carefully and walked over to me.

"Hey Page." He smiled. He hugged and kissed me as he put his arms around my waist.

"What's up? Hey, I thought you weren't supposed to be in here with the door closed." I teased.

"Want me to leave?" He replied.

"Don't you dare!" I exclaimed. I kissed his soft lips and smiled. "Your house is so beautiful."

"Thank you. By the way, you are really beautiful. Even my family thinks you are."

"Aw! That's so sweet." I replied. "Want to help me unpack?"

"Sure. " He said as he opened one of my bags.

"All that stuff goes into the bathroom. " I informed him. He looked inside and blushed when he saw everything that was in it.

"I'm not on my period now. It's going to suck having my period in Cancun. . ." I sighed.

"I still can't believe you're going to Cancun even though Cheyanne was such a bitch to you."

"I have to. My parents are making me and I can't back out." I said regretfully.

"You're leaving the day before your birthday, too. That really sucks." Taylor said sitting down on the bed. He laid back and looked up at the ceiling.

"I'm sorry. At least we have today and tomorrow together." I said optimistically as I sat down next to where he lay. He grabbed my hips and pulled me down next to him. I ran my hands through his soft, blonde hair as he lifted up my pale blue tank top and began laying small delicate kissed on my stomach. His hands wondered all along my body and I closed my eyes, not wanting anything to ever change. He lifted up my shirt more and more until he came to my bra. He looked up at me and raised his eyebrows in a questioning way. His blue eyes were mesmerizing and I could only utter, "Okay." We had never gotten this far and I didn't want to spoil the moment. He ran his hands over my black Satin bra and then unhooked the easy access front hook. I had bought the bra with him in mind. I removed my bra and threw it across the room. Taylor focused on my breasts by kissing them gently.

"The feels so amazing." I moaned as he sucked my nipple. I could see the smile form at the corner of his mouth as he continued. He then licked my right nipple and worked the other one between his thumb and his index finger.

"How's that?" Taylor asked.

"Awesome. Let me do you now." I demanded. I pulled him on top of me and kissed him slowly. I then rolled him over so that I was on top of him. His face had pleasure written all over it. I lifted his white wife beater above his head and kissed his chest. He was so muscular and I found his pectorals really sexy.

"Page? Is Taylor in there?" Mr. Hanson asked outside of the door.

"Oh, my God! Taylor, put your shirt on! Pretend I'm in the bathroom!" I exclaimed in a hushed tone.

"Shit! Okay, go." He said putting on his shirt. I clumsily ran into the bathroom as Taylor opened the door.

"Hey Dad! What's up?" He asked showing no indication that he and I had just been making out.

I listened in on the conversation and pretended to be unpacking.

"Page, my Dad needs to talk to me. You can hang out in here or hang with my brothers and sisters, if you want. I'm sorry." He said sadly.

"It's okay. I'll finish unpacking." I smiled. I realized that Taylor wouldn't be mine exclusively this weekend and it didn't bother me. I knew he wanted to be with me, but it was kind of hard when we were under the constant watch of his family. After I finished unpacking completely, I made myself look presentable and decided to walk around the house. I ended up in the family room where Zac was, (Surprise!) playing N64.

"Hey Zac!" I smiled. He turned his head and realized it was me.

"What's up? He greeted me.

"My little brothers play video games all the time." I replied trying to make conversation.

"Cool. Hey, aren't you supposed to be with Tay?" Zac asked clearly annoyed.

"No. He's talking with your father about something. I get to chill with you, isn't that great?" I asked sarcastically.

Zac paused the game and looked right into my eyes. "Leave me alone. I don't have to be nice to you, you know."

"You're right. I don't have to be nice to you, either."

"Actually, I think you should show a little respect." Zac said matter-of-factly.

"Oh, really? Look, I don't know you well enough to say whether I like you or not, but---"

"I don't like you." He said honestly.

"That's nice." I rolled my eyes and walked out of the room. I had heard the infamous "rude Zac stories", but I never thought I'd be experiencing it firsthand. After all, I was Taylor's girlfriend and not some annoying teeny bopper who stalked him.

"Page, I hope you don't think Taylor really loves you." Zac remarked loudly. I stopped in my tracks and marched back into the family room.

"Why are you trying to cause problems?" I said angrily.

"I'm not trying to cause problems. I'm just warning you. Taylor doesn't know what love is."

"Excuse me?"

"He's no virgin. . .I don't know if you are, but he's not." Zac whispered.

"Zac, why are you trying to sell your brother out?" I asked not believing a word he said.

"I'm not. The last girl he was with was a girl named Crystal."

"Crystal?" I asked suspiciously. That was Matt's girlfriend's cousin. Taylor had claimed nothing happened between them that night. "How long ago?"

"It wasn't that long ago. Page, you don't have to believe me. I'm just letting you know. Honestly, I couldn't care less about you." He snickered.

"Fine. I don't believe you anyway." I lied. A thousand thoughts and questions were running in my head as I walked back up the room Taylor and I had just been in. I couldn't believe we were right there about to have sex, and he hadn't been completely honest with me. Did he have something to hide? I pondered those thoughts for the rest of the evening.

"Page, what are you doing out here?" I asked as I approached the side of our pool were Page sat with her legs in the water.

"I'm just thinking." She replied. I sat beside her and wondered what she was thinking about.

"You were quiet tonight at dinner. Is anything wrong?" I was deeply concerned with how she felt. She was my soul mate and I couldn't ignore any of her emotions.

"I am just in a pensive mood. Thanks for asking." She answered slowly while staring out at the water. Her green eyes reflected beautifully off of the clear blue water.

"No problem. Are you cool with us going out with a few of my friends? My friend Jake and his girlfriend Lisa are having a party tonight. I told them we might hang there for awhile."

"Sure. I have to change first." She said as she stood up. Everything she was saying seemed so rehearsed.

"Page, seriously, what's up?" I asked grabbing her hand.

"Taylor. . .we've never talked about your past with girls or anything. Like, the only thing I know if you're not a virgin. I know I shouldn't ask because it's none of my business, but I want to know."

"Why are you worried about that right now? The truth is. . .I'm not like I was before. I didn't have sex with a bunch of girls, but I'm not a virgin, as you know. I've been with three other girls. I regret all three, but that's history. They are all out of the picture and what's done is done."

"Okay, but what about Crystal? Did you have sex with her?"

"No. All we did was. . ."I started. I felt really guilty about what we did and I didn't know why. It's not like I cheated on Page.

"What?"

"Page, I went to with Crystal after you and I started talking on the Internet, but before I met you. She is an idiot. I seriously didn't see past her body. The whole night I was with her, I was thinking of you. I felt incredibly guilty being with her. She ended up giving me a blow job, but it wasn't anything special."

"You were with her again not too long ago. Am I right?"

"Yes, but nothing happened. I swear to you. I'm too much in love with you to do anything that stupid." I said honestly. I watched her face relax and she smiled. I stood up and hugged her. "I love you."

"I love you, too." She replied. "I just want you to be honest with me, okay? I'll be honest with you also."

"Deal. I'm sorry about not telling you. What made you think of that?" I asked as we walked back into my house.

"I don't know. I was just thinking." She sighed obviously not wanting to reveal too much. I let it go and changed the subject.

When we finally arrived at the party, everyone was already dancing and having a great time. I found Lisa and introduced her to Page. I knew better than to introduce Page to Jake, considering his habit of disgusting girls. I didn't understand how Lisa could put up with him. I couldn't even stand to be around him for ten minutes straight.

"How's it going?" I asked Lisa loudly over the blaring music.

"Pretty good. I'm glad you guys decided to come tonight." Lisa said sweetly. She then turned her attention to Page. "How do you like Tulsa so far?"

"It's different from New York, that's for sure. I like it though, it's really pretty." Page said while holding my hand. "There are a lot of people here."

"I know about one third of the people here tonight." I said eyeing the crowd. "I don't want to draw to much attention to me."

Suddenly, the music stopped and Jake got on his microphone.

"Wait, is that Taylor Hanson over there holding hands with that fine woman?" Jake said loudly pointing to Page and I.

"Shit! Just when you think Jake has half a brain cell. . ." Lisa said rolling her eyes. Page laughed at Lisa's comment and looked up at me.

"Is he really that obnoxious?" I whispered.

"Yeah." I admitted.

"I repeat, is that Taylor fucking Hanson over there?" Jake said again. I raised my hand to call attention to myself reluctantly. A few people come over to talk to me, but everyone else went back to doing whatever they were doing.

As I talked to the girls that surrounded me, Page started cracking up.

"You guys, seriously, leave him alone." Lisa said trying to defend me.

"Sorry. It's not everyday that you go to a party with a celebrity." One unattractive blonde said excitedly.

"Don't you think there's a reason for that?" I snapped.

"Why? Are you saying you're too good for the fans? You'd be stuck in the middle of nowhere if it wasn't for us!" Another fan exclaimed.

"Let's go, Page. This was a bad idea." I said angered at the annoying fans and particularly Jake for embarrassing me. I don't even know why I hang out with him. He's always doing or saying something obnoxious. I wasn't one hundred percent angry, though. Maybe this meant Page and I could spend a quiet evening in my bedroom alone.

As we made our way out of Jake's house, the three people that I really hoped I wouldn't run into were making their way in.

"Hey Taylor. . .Page?" Matt gawked. Melissa and Crystal were beside him and my heart jumped. Oh God, why did this have to happen?

. . .Chapter 16. . .
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