"Ah man, I'm so tired", Taylor sighed flopping on his bed and laying down with his feet still on the ground. "All these interviews, and rehearsing, they can get so exhausting sometimes. I love it ofcourse, but sometimes, it's so stressing, and I'm only 15!"
"Yeah, I know it must be very tiring, I don't think I could cope with all that. I'd probably go mad!", I said to Taylor who was now resting his head in his hands and looking towards the ceiling.
"It's so weird you know, it's always been like this for us, we've always had music in our lives, it's what we've always done. I mean not much has changed in the way we live, sure we have a tighter schedule, and to more places, but down inside it's always been the same...", Taylor seemed to wonder off into a trance, his eyes still fixed on the ceiling.
"Well, you've always seemed the same to me, if that's what you're getting at, and I'm glad you haven't turned into some bigheaded star", I looked at Tay who wasn't answering me. "Tay? Hello?", I said trying to attract his attention.
"Huh?", he said shifting his gaze from the ceiling to me.
"Nothing Tay, you weren't paying any attention, what were you thinging of?"
"Uh, nothing, just got carried away with my thoughts I think. I mean, fame has never got to me, but it's a bit overwhelming when you think of it", he answered back and started to tap his feet on the ground nervously.
"Yeah, I guess it is. Ever thought of all those screaming fans of yours who would just love to be your girlfriend?", I said getting up off the chair near his desk where I was sitting and joining Taylor on his bed.
"Screaming fans? C'mon, you know I can't handle obsessed girls as girlfriends. Anyway, they are more likely to want me coz I'm in Hanson, and famous. I don't get it sometimes, I'm human too like them, I dress like everyone, I have brothers and sisters, parents, a home like thekm, I eat like a pig when I want, I go to places where any 15 year old would too, so what's the difference? What is it that make them want to scream when they see me? Am I THAT ugly???", Taylor shook his head.
"Hahaha, ugly? You are nothing BUT ugly baby", I said, laying next to him and kissing his red blushed cheek", I guess you would have to be a girl to understand, besides not all your fans scream, well at least not when they see you in person, coz it's very normal to scream at concerts, I do it too, it's very refreshing."
"I don't mind the screamings at concerts, it's quite nice actually, it lights our spirits, you know, creates atmosphere", he said moving his body closer to me and placing his arm around my waist.
"AAAAAAA!!!" I pretended to scream as I felt his arm wrap around my waist.
"Oh, shut up you and come here", Taylor joked and pulled me down close beside him. He caressed my cheek with his fingers, tucking my hair behind my ear and pressing his lips against mine. I opened my mouth and felt Taylor's tongue on mine. Our lips joined and parted, and our hands were feeling each other's bodies.
Taylor lifted my top over my head and begun to suck lightly on my neck. His tongue traced my skin leaving it moist. His hands slid gently on my bare skin on my back, he slowly unfastened my bra and slid it off. I felt his warm hands caress my naked breasts while Taylor brought his mouth back up to mine and his tongue locked with mine again.
I crossed my hands behind his neck and stroked his hair while I felt his hands moving to my waist and up to my shoulders. I broke away from our kissing and started to take off his shirt. Once his top was off too, I embraced him feeling his arms around my waist again. I felt so warm inside and my passion for him was burning me. I knew that I was ready for more, after all, I had everything I wanted in my relashionship with Taylor, and I knew he loved me as I did too.
"I want you Taylor...", I whispered to him proceeding to suck on his ear.
"Are you sure you want to? Coz if you aren't ready, we can wait", he said, his voice could barely be heard.
"I want to, I've always wanted to, I just wanted to be sure... and now I am", I kissed him on the lips and started to unbutton his jeans, he did the same, and soon all our clothes were laying on the floor in a messy pile.
I reached for my jeans and got out a condom. Taylor looked at me a bit shocked.
"You brought one with you? You had all this planned? Why didn't you just say so?", he smiled at me and I continued to place it on him.
Once it was on, we lay down and Taylor begun to kiss my body from my navel coming up, and steered his tongue up to my neck. As Taylor entered me, I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of Tay's lips on my skin and the mixed feelings of pain and pleasure that he was offering to me. I could think of nothing but the love I felt inside for him. Our kisses grew hard and passionate as we sucked on each other's lips. I held tightly onto Taylor and our movements became one, our breathing became heavier and we kissed untill the end. Exhausted we lay in each other's arms and soundly fell asleep.
"What was that again, Ike?", I said looking up from my magazine and looked at Isaac who was going on and on about his latest girlfriend Chris.
"What's the point? It's not like you were paying any attention anyway", Isaac said trying to sound annoyed.
"And that's my fault? You've been saying the same things over and over, how can someone possibly concentrate on what you are saying when you keep talking about the same thing? You've already told me like 5 times already what Chris feeds her dog on Monday, then on Tuesday, on Wednesday etc. etc. I mean, I'm sure he is a very nice dog, but I'm really not interested in what Chris actually feeds him, or how many bones he gets a day".
"Oh? And what would you call interesting?", Ike rolled his body around from the position he was laying on the floor and looked at me expectantly.
"I've got a cat and I put her outside, and she finds her own food", I stated turning a page of my magazine.
"And what's that supposed to mean? And you don't have a cat anyway", Ike rolled his eyes.
"Yes, but if I did have one I wouldn't spend my whole day trying to figure out what to feed it", I said turning another page. "Oh BOY! A half naked poster of Leonardo DiCaprio!!! Is this my day or is THIS my day?", I yelled looking at the poster, my eyes half popping out.
"Where? Oh, let ME see, let ME see!", Isaac said waving his hands in the air, trying to make fun of me. "Oh Leo, you are just SO gorgeous! What a body!", Isaac said and snatched the magazine from my hands and begun to kiss it.
"Ike! Stop it! Give it back NOW!", I yelled trying to take the magazine out of his hands.
"No no no! He is mine, you hear? Mine mine mine! Oh Leo, you stud you!", Isaac said looking at the poster of Leonardo and fluttering his eyelashes.
"I'm telling you if there is ONE just ONE mark on the picture after all this, you are going to really regret being born!", I tried once more to take the magazine from Ike's hands. As I tried to pull it back though, Isaac wouldn't let go and suddenly it ripped, leaving Isaac holding Leonardo's head and me with the rest of the magazine. Ike looked at the piece of the poster he was holding in his hands and generously decided to give it back to me.
"Uhh... here Sida... I don't really want your poster... thanx anyway...", he placed Leo's head on the ground in front of me and slowly got up to leave.
"Ike, you are SO DEAD!", I screamed and started to get up to chase him.
Ike just managed to escape my hand from grabbing him, and quickly ran out of the room almost knocking over a lamp and bumping into the little glass table they had in the lounge room. I didn't bother to get up and chase him anymore, he was way to fast for me anyway, I just sat there with the two pieces of the poster in both my hands, still not wanting to believe what had just happened. After a while, I folded them up and put them in my pocket, I'd glue it later on, and Ike would better pray that it didn't look too bad, or he was really dead!
Moments later the phone rang and since Taylor had gone out with a friend and hadn't come back yet, Mr and Mrs Hanson had gone out somewhere with Zac and the three little ones, and Isaac had just disappeared out of the door, I decided to answer it myself. I walked up to the phone and picked it up.
"Hello?", I asked.
"Sida?!", Zac answered back, almost shouting.
"Yeah, Zac, no need to yell, wassup?"
"Is Ike there?", Zac said quickly, his voice almost shaking.
"Calm down Zac, you sound pretty jummpy. Ike's not here at the moment, he should be back any minute, he..."
"Well find him and get down to the main hospital NOW!", he said cutting my sentence in half.
"The hospital??? Why?", I was really starting to worry now.
"Tay's been in a car accident and it's pretty bad, he's in intensive care. Now find him and get down here!", he said and hung up.
I just sat there feeling numb for what seemed like a decade. I didn't know what had just hit me. Tay had been in a car accident?? My Tay?? In intensive care?? Zac's words echoed in my ears. I ran out of the house and started screaming Ike's name like mad. Ike on the other hand probably thought that I was still pissed about him ripping my Leonardo poster and was taking his time to answer back. After a couple of minutes he decided to come out and face me.
"Look Sida, I didn't mean to rip your poster, I'm sorry, okay? You don't have to scream about it though".
"Ike! I don't care about the damn poster!", I ran up to him and pulled him from his sleeve. "It's Tay, he's been in a car accident and he's at the hospital".
"What??!!", Isaac said in a shocked tone.
"Zac just called and said we were to go down there right now!"
"Oh Fuck! Let's go!", he shouted and we both raced to his car and jumped in. I only hoped that this wouldn't be too bad.
