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A/N: okay can I just say that when I read this status (by Onision) I couldn’t help but remembering when I wrote the very first chapter for this book. Okay, carry on human.
Sadly, I do wake up the next day, or that night, since it was dark outside, I turn around and freeze in surprise when I realize I’m not on the floor anymore, instead I’m in my bad covered with a blanket and a big pillow on my side beside the one underneath my head.
I turn to grab the pillow but my eyes immediately snap open.
That’s no pillow, that’s… I look up and I see a sleeping Taylor next to me, his mouth slightly open and a worried look on his sleeping face.
I frown and touch his features and a smile appears, apparently he’s aware that I’m touching him.
He brings his arm up and rests his hand on top of mine, he came for me.
“Hey..” He says in a husky sleepy voice and that makes me smile.
For once, I was actually enjoying the burning feeling, I don’t know why I felt it, it reminded me of how it felt when Mark touched me, but with Mark it took so long till I started to feel it, also it was a diffrent kind of burn. Do I even make sense?
But for right now I didn’t care why I felt it, or if it will ever go away, or if it even means something, and just snuggled up closer to him. Because for once I wanted to do something that makes me feel good without thinking too much about it.
“Hey.” I murmur, but its too late, I can already hear soft snores, his hand stays in place, and I don’t move it.
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When I wake up the second time it’s already morning and I slowly open my eyes, and my heart sinks.
I jump up and look around in hysteria, did he leave? Wait but he couldn’t! I have things I need to tell him! Was last night a dream?
I start to panic when suddenly my bathroom’s door opens and a almost naked Taylor with only a towel around his waist and water dripping off his hair, enters my room.
He doesn’t even notice I’m up yet so I just jump off my bed and run into his arms, he stumbles a little and looks at me surprised, he opens his mouth to say something but I simply crush my lips on his and kiss him for the third time already.
He starts to kiss me back but then pushes me off gently resting his hand on my chest to keep some distance between us. Fuck.
“Why.. Why do you keep doing that?”
I swallow, please don’t reject me.
“Do what?” I play it stupid.
“That. Just.. Kissing me like you actually like me, stop.. Stop taking advantage of the fact that I love you, okay? Just stop.” He takes his hand off my chest.
I frown and quickly grab his hand back before he’d go, “because I like you, you fucktard.” I say.
He freezes and stares at me for a long moment.
“Don’t.. Don’t use me because things didn’t work out between you and Tanner, I’m here to help you recover not to be your -“
“No!” I say a little desperate and hysterical, “no Taylor that’s not it! I do like you, god I like like you, like I liked Mark. I was scared… Tanner, he was always there, he was easy, I was already his friend and dating him was no problem, if he wasn’t straight. But you.. You were never there, you could’ve disappeared one day and god knows the next time I would’ve got to see you!” I try to explain but he just looked confused, so I take his palm and rest my cheek on it and close me eyes.
“I knew I liked you, I tricked myself into liking Tanner because I would’ve felt safer like that. I’m not using you to move on. And I’m not scared anymore, I don’t mind if I’ll only get to see you once a week, or even a month! I’ll cherish and wait for those meetings even if it will be painful to wait, because you’re worth it.”
I open my eyes and look at him, “I love you .” He finally says and I sigh in relief, he leans down and we start kissing once again, and for once, everything felt just right.
I pull him closer to myself, feeling his towel falling off and he starts to tag at my shirt, his hands going under my shirt caressing my hot skin with his cold hands.
I shrink a little in embarrassment, his body was nice and tan and mine was… All skin and bones.
But he keeps on kissing me, like I’m normal, like there’s nothing wrong with me, but in the same time, he made me feel special. And I loved it.
“Devin are you u-“
My eyes widen and Taylor pushes me off, quickly grabbing the towel and wrap it around his waist.
“It’s not what it looks like.” I mange to say trying to fight the laughter at my mum’s red and horrified face, priceless.
“I..” She blinks at me and I look at Taylor burying his face in his hands,
“He was going to get dressed, so let’s leave him do his things, maybe another cold shower too.” I wink and my mum chokes on her own spit and barely nods.
We walk out of the room and she shakes her head, “I can’t believe you just did that, my poor eyes needs holy water now, and you dear, need Jesus.” I laugh and she sighed as we reached the living room.
“Dad left for work but I just wanted to check up on you, we really care about you Devin, we want to make sure you’re okay but you never talk to us.” She says sadly and my heart sinks, it really was time for me to grow up and just face facts.
“I’m just, I…” I take a deep breath and look into my mother’s tired eyes, she worries so much for me. “I understand you care about my health, but when you force feed me.. Its just makes me more depressed and I lose my apatite even more, let me do it at my rate, I promise I can get better if you just give me the chance.” I say and she nods slowly, looking down at her hands, “pinky promise?” She says and we both chuckle, we used to use the pinky promise a lot when I was little.
“Pinky promise.” We shake our pinkies and I turn to leave.
“Oh mum?” I say remembering something last minute,
“Mm?” She says in surprise, “I’m sorry I hit you, you didn’t deserve that.” I say guiltily and she smiles, “that’s sweet of you to remember, apology excepted.”
I sigh and come over and hug her tight, “of course I’d remember, it was a shitty thing to do.”
“Watch your language young man.” She says and we both laugh a little, “now go along, go get your charming prince and do whatever it is you teens do this days, as long as I don’t have to see it I couldn’t care less.”
“Okay okay. I’ll go grab a bible on the way, so we can both learn from it together.”
“Me and Taylor are never gonna be a thing,” she mocks laughing,
“Oh shut up women. Go to sleep.” I roll my eyes and she smiles tiredly, “can do.” She says and makes her way lazily to their room.
Both my parents were lawyers and worked really hard, plus having a sick kid like me, I’m impressed they didn’t go crazy yet.
When I go back to my room Taylor is already dressed in a black T-shirt and shorts scrolling through his phone.
“Hey.” I say and his head snaps up, and offers me a breathtaking smile.
“Hey,” he got up and came over to me, well, isn’t this just awkward.
“So…” I say, unsure what else to do.
“How about we… Take it slow?” He asks and I look down at my hands.
“How does that sound?” He asks again when I don’t answer him.
“Is asking you to be my boyfriend slow enough for you?” He smiles and nods happily “Taylor, would you be my boyfriend?” I ask.
He leans down and plants a kiss on my forehead, then the tip of my nose and finally my lips. “Yes, I’d love to.” We both smile, our foreheads pressed together.
Not the last chapter!!! However I’m close to the end, 2-3 more chapters 🙂
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