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Chapter 5

Taylor Carter Gray.

Taylor Carter Gray.

Taylor Carter Gray.

Taylor Carter Gray.

Taylor Carter Gray.

Taylor Carter Gray.

Taylor Carter Gray.

STOP BEING SO PERFECT!!!!!

Ok. Ok. Just stop thinking.

Take a nap. The doctors are letting you leave tomorrow. You can last till then right?

Wrong.

I need to stop thinking about how much I like him.

Well that's kinda impossible.

He's holding my hand.

He's holding my hand.

He's holding my hand.

He's holding my hand.

He's holding my hand.

He's holding my hand.

He's holding my hand.

He's holding my hand.

He's holding my hand.

He's holding my hand.

UGHHHHHHH. Help me..

"Hey Pebbles?" He now looks at me with a concerned and confused face.

"Yea Tay-Tay?" I watch the t.v. I can't look at his perfect eyes right now.

I'm scared I'll melt.

"Where's your mom?" Taylor was there when my dad died. He was the only one that kept me from breaking.

"Well last time I seen her was right before I went to visit my dad's grave. After that I ran into you." Don't look at him. Don't look at him. Don't look at him.

And I failed.

I looked at him and those perfect green eyes are staring back at me. We don't speak for a full five minutes. Which felt like hours. We just stared into each other's eyes.

Why the fuck did I look at him? More importantly, why isn't he looking away?

I wonder what happened after I fell down the hill. Last thing I do remember is hitting the last tree.

"Hey? What uh happened after I um hit the last tree? Like uh how did I get uh here?" I try to break eye contact. It's too strong.

He stares at me. Just like we were a couple of seconds ago. Did he even hear me?

"Ta-Taylor?" I try again.

It's basically no use.

He doesn't move.

I just keep eye contact. His eyes look so calm. I can imagine what mine look like. Big. Brownish. Shocked. Scared.

I do not move.

Nothing happens.

This goes on for at least 2 minutes.

Then, he moves. Slightly. He moves closer. Then a little bit closer. Fear flashes in his eyes. I don't move. The fear is fading away.

He moves closer.

Then closer.

Closer.

And closer, until he's so close that I can feel his breath fanning my face. It smells like strawberries.

"Can I-" I interrupt.

"Ye-" I can't even finish the word before he kisses me.

And it's not one of those kisses that are rough, expecting more.

This is a whole new definition of kissing.

This is sweet and expects nothing but to continue to just kiss. This isn't the kind of kiss where fireworks go off. No. This is the kind of kiss that could bring dinosaurs back. The kind of kiss that is so powerful, superman wouldn't even begin to compare. The kind of kiss that there will never be enough of. The kind of kiss that little kid's dream about. The kind of kiss that makes your heart break after it ends.

The kind of kiss that makes tattoos shake.

Cough.

He pulls away, growls and slouches back in his seat. Obviously just as upset as I am.

There's a new nurse standing at the doorway this time.

"I am so sorry to interrupt, but the doctor came in here to tell you that you can leave today if you want," she tries not to keep eye contact. She feels bad for interrupting.

"Why?" Taylor asks, confused.

"It's because of her d- I mean her recovery!" She tries to cover up the fact that they are letting me out early because I'm going to die soon anyway.

2 hours later..

Home sweet home.

Home.

Sweet.

Home.

Taylor is helping me inside. Even after all my arguments that I'm okay.

His eyes shot over to me when I screamed. He instantly grabbed a hold on my hand and squeezes it for support.

"Sorry. I was uh thinking." He stutters.

"Taylor? Is something wrong?" I ask. Looking at him.

"It's just uh before you passed out I kinda said uh something. Uh I just don't know if you felt the same uh way." His voice is shaking.

What was he talking about?

I try to remember what he said but nothing is remembered.

"Ok, that face told me the answer," he face drops.

"NO! I mean no. I was just trying to remember what you said. The last thing I remember was hitting the last tree." I lift his chin up so he's looking at me. His eyes are filled with with little drops that want to come out.

"You don't?" He seems a little relieved but also a little disappointed.

"No." I shake my head.

"Oh ok," he says.

"Aren't you going to tell me?" I pull him back from going inside.

"Do you want to know?" His eyes are full of fear.

"Of course I want to know how you feel!" I laugh.

He just looks at me with eyes of fear.

He just stays like that.

"D-Do you ha-hate me?" Tears are now flooding my eyes.

"God no!" His eyes go wide.

"Then why won't you tell me? Is it really that ba-"

There it is again.

This thing we created that normal people call kissing.

I call it heaven on Earth.

This kind of "kiss" could give the dead life.

He lets go. Way to soon.

"That's how I feel about you." He says before attaching his lips back to mine.

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