Movies, Pizza, Kisses (4)
One day, they decided to go rollerblading again. This had become one of their
favorite past times, and they were trying to teach each other new tricks. Taylor
called Angel and he asked Isaac to tell his mom where he was going since she
wasn't home.
They started off for the park again since it had become one of their favorite
spots, and they skated around for a while trying to annoy various individuals.
Angel looked at her watch and realized what time it was.
"Taylor! We were supposed to be home an hour ago. We were going to go to San
Antonio for a night. Great. We probably missed it."
They hurriedly skated home, and when they went inside Taylor's house, they
found a note on the refrigerator:
"Tay and Angel, we are really sorry, but we had to leave without you. I hope
you aren't too upset. We couldn't find you, and all Isaac said was that you had
gone rollerblading. We tried to look for you, but it got too late, and we had to
go. I've left some money on the table so you can order pizza or do with it
whatever you want. You have the houses to yourselves, tonight. Please try not to
burn anything down.
Love, Mom"
"Well, maybe it won't be so bad. We get to order pizza, stay up as late as we
want, and we can listen to music really loud, and there's nobody here to tell us
to shut up," said Taylor.
"Yeah. Besides, it would have been really crowded with only four hotel rooms,
anyway. I've been to San Antonio. There's nothing exciting to do there,
especially if you're only going to stay one night. There wouldn't ever be a
moment of peace, and who wants to spend five hours riding in a car just so we can
get there before it's dark."
"So, do you want to order pizza or do you want to go do something else with the
money?" asked Taylor.
"Well, I think pizza sounds pretty good, and since this is probably the only
time we're going to have the house to ourselves, I think we should enjoy every
single minute of it," suggested Angel.
Taylor called and ordered a medium pizza with cheese. They payed the pizza guy,
and they settled down on the couch to talk over their elegant meal (AN: I was just
kidding. I know some of you don't have a sense of humor, and so I'm just going to
point out to you that I do not consider pizza gourmet dining).
After they were through, Taylor got up to dispose of the pizza box and soda cans,
and Angel lay down on the sofa. She closed her eyes, and she didn't hear Taylor
come back in the room. Taylor watched her for a few minutes thinking about how
beautiful she looked. He was contemplating whether or not he should take a chance
and just kiss her. He wasn't quite sure how she'd react, but he decided that he
really had nothing to lose...except a wonderful friendship. Summoning all his
courage, Taylor leaned down and pressed his lips gently against Angel's.
Angel lay down and started to think. She thought about what it would feel like
if she kissed Taylor. She thought she liked him, but she wasn't sure if it was
real love or just lust. From the day she met him, she had had a huge crush on him,
and she didn't quite know how to let him know. "Depending on how well tonight goes,"
she thought, "maybe I'll drop a few subtle hints." As she lay thinking some more, she
felt Taylor's lips press against hers creating a moment of pure heaven.
Taylor pulled away, and Angel started to say something, but she was silenced by
another kiss. She wrapped her arms around Taylor's neck, not wanting to let go
of the moment. She felt Taylor's hands work their way up and under her shirt, and
as much as she wanted to let him go there, she decided that tonight was not the
right time. After all, he hadn't even asked her out yet.
"Taylor, I really think that you're moving a little fast. Listen, I think
that we should just take it easy for a little while, we aren't even going out, and
what would all your fans think if they found out?"
"I guess you're right. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."
"Taylor," said Angel, "you didn't do anything wrong, and you didn't make me
uncomfortable. I just think that it's a little soon, and I know that if I didn't
stop myself now, I wouldn't have been able to had you gone any farther.
"What do you want to do? We could just talk some more, or we could watch a
movie or something. Whichever you prefer, Angel," said Taylor.
"Well, what movies do you have?" asked Angel.
"We have 'Mrs. Doubtfire,' 'The Birdcage,' and 'Scream.' You can pick."
"I'd like to see 'The Birdcage.' That's the only one I haven't seen yet."
So Taylor and Angel sat down next to each other and proceeded to watch 'The
Birdcage.' Halfway through the movie, Angel discovered that she was more tired
than she had originally thought, and she lay her head in Taylor's lap and promptly
fell asleep. Soon, the credits started to roll, and Taylor leaned over and kissed
her cheek. She woke up and she was surprised at how late it had gotten.
"Wow. It's already 12:00? I should probably, uh....go home now. I'll see you
tomorrow, then?" asked Angel, not wanting to sound too desperate, but hoping that
Taylor remembered her intense fear of sleeping alone in a house.
Taylor knew that Angel was afraid to sleep all by herself on a floor at night,
so it didn't take him long to figure out that she would probably be up all night
long just worrying about whether or not something would happen to her. (AN: this
is completely true. I can't stand being alone at night)
"Listen, I know you don't feel too great about sleeping alone, so do you want
me to sleep at your house tonight?" asked Taylor.
"Only you would remember that I hate being alone. Why don't you go upstairs and
get whatever you need and then meet me back at my house, okay?" said Angel.
"Okay. I'll see you in about ten minutes."
Angel quickly rushed inside and slipped into her pajamas which consisted of a
silk tank top and silk shorts. She decided that she had just enough time to shave
her legs, and as soon as she finished, the doorbell rang.
She ran downstairs and opened it, letting Taylor in. They decided that they
would both sleep in Angel's waterbed because it was king-sized and Taylor had
always wanted to sleep in a waterbed.
"Taylor, what are they going to think if they come home and see us sleeping
together? We're probably not going to be able to see each other for twenty years."
"They aren't going to be home until after noon anyway, so all we have to do
is set the alarm clock."
They lay down to go to sleep, and Taylor scooted over, put his arm around Angel,
and stroked her hair gently. He gave her one last passionate kiss, and he ran his tongue
along her lips. She opened her mouth slightly, allowing Taylor's tongue in, and
she began running her hands up and down his back. She slipped his shirt off, in spite
of her earlier contentions, and she held him close to her.
Taylor rolled over so that Angel was now on top of him, and he proceeded to lift her
shirt over her head. He kissed her neck, and she rolled back over so that Taylor
was on top of her once again. Gradually, their kisses became less frequent, and
they found their eyes shutting. They fell asleep, close together, holding each other
tightly, with their shirts discarded on the floor.
The next morning, they were awakened by a small cry from Angel's mother, only to find
that she had returned, and they had slept through the alarm clock.
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