I woke up to a bright room. My arms itch a lot I reached over and scratched them "ow! Fuck!" I said "hey! Stop new careful!" I female voice said. I looked over. "Taylor?" I asked not believing she was actually in front of me. "Hey how are you feeling?" She asked. "My arms itch." I said "the doctor said that would happen. He also said you can come home today" "as long as we watch over you" some one interrupted I looked over. Phil. I laughed.
Time skip
"Finally home." I say as I plant myself on the couch. Taylor sat next me. "Why?" She asked. I sighed "I don't know. At first I did it just because I wanted to because it makes me feel better. Then my dad called again." She looked at me. "I don't know why you believe him. Your amazing. No Dan you may not be prefect. I love your imperfections. I love how lazy you are. I also love your awkwardness." She says. "I love you" she says as she hugs me. "I love you too." Once again everything felt Okay.
Time skip.
Taylor's pov
I walked into the lounge to see Dan sketching. He was great at drawing though he says he sucks. "What are you drawing?" I asked as I sat down next to him. "Cat" he says as he holds up his masterpiece. "It's for you" he says as he hands me the paper. I smile and kiss him. "Thank you very much Mr. Howell." I said breaking the kiss. He smiles and kisses me again. Except with passion and lust. He starts playing with the hem of my shirt. As I notice what he is doing I pulled away. "I'm gonna.......go buy a frame for this" I said as I got up. Leaving a confused Dan sitting on the couch.
Picture Dan drew.
