"You can't keep following me around like this!! How many times have I told you to leave me alone!" Taylor yelled. "Just LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"

"Leave me alone....leave me alone....alone..."

"Taylor..."

"Leave me....alone...."

"Taylor! Wake up!!" Samantha shook Taylor the next morning.

"Huh?!?" he jumped up and looked around. "Wha..."

"You must have been dreaming. You kept saying leave me alone."

"Huh? I did?" he said looking up at her as the sweat dripped off his face.

Samantha nodded.

"Anyway, your mom wanted me to come wake you up. It's nearly 9, Taylor. You slept over a little."

"I did?" Taylor was still a little woozy and wasn't quite sure what he was doing.

"Yeah...good thing you have today off. Well except don't you guys have that radio interview later this afternoon?"

"Huh?" Taylor looked up at her.

"Taylor, what is wrong? You're spaced out or something!" Samantha said with a little laugh.

"Oh...nothing. I guess it's just where I was sleeping so hard I'm kinda out of it."

"Wore ya out, did I?" Samantha teased scooting up on the bed next to him pushing a strand of hair out of his eye.

Taylor laughed.

"Yeah. I better get a shower..."

Taylor scooted off the bed and walked into the bathroom. Samantha just sat there and watched him walk off.

Something is weird about him today.

Why did I dream that? Was it because of last night? What I saw? I can't believe Samantha heard me talking in my sleep. I don't think she heard anything to make her feel suspicious. She just said I said 'leave me alone'. God, this is strange. Why would she come all the way to Australia? I thought she'd leave me alone by now!

Taylor finished rinsing his hair and turned off the shower. He walked out and wrapped a towel around his waist. He stared into the mirror looking at his reflection.

This can't happen to me again. That was like hell to keep from the press. And while she's here I'm going to have to keep it real. No one can find out the things she's said in the past. The things she probably will say if she's here. Samantha can't find out from anyone, but me first. I should tell her before she hears it somewhere else or I might lose her. I can't lose her. She's my most precious gift. God, help me.

"Hey Tay, we're gunna go over If Only real fast before we go to the radio station in a few minutes...come on," Isaac said handing Taylor his harmonica.

"Alright..."

Taylor took the harmonica and walked over to a stool and sat down.

"What's wrong with him?" Isaac whispered to Samantha.

She shrugged.

"Don't ask me! He was like this this morning when I woke him up. He said he just slept so hard or something he's kinda out of it. I dunno..." Samantha stared at Taylor as he dazed at the floor then snapped out of it running his hand through his hair.

He jumped up and walked over to Ike and Zac.

"We goin over it now?" Taylor asked.

Zac looked from Ike to Taylor.

"Umm...yeah, Taylor...that's why Ike told you. Are you feeling alright today, man?" Zac said looking him in the eye.

"Yeah, I'm cool. Let's do it."

I have got to forget about what happened last night and in the past. Get on with it. It's over. I'm probably just imagining things. It probably wasn't her at all. It was probably just someone staying in the hotel that saw Sam and me in the pool. Forget about it.