Okie dokie! So my last chapter didn't get any comments, but I decided to update anyway.... Listen to the song on the side! :) I love Gorillaz <3 And this song has a slow, mellow, hippy feel... which I love! :D Also on the side is a picture of Taylor's tiny fan ;) Hope somebody reads and comments and votes! I'd love to hear what you think!! xo
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Chapter Fifty Two:
Taylor's POV
I was awaken by the startling roar of someones lawn mower next door. My eyes fluttered open lazily as I embraced the fact that it was only Thursday.
We'd been given a week off from filming since the past months have been packed full with shootings and flying to different locations. So time off was nice in a way.. Though time off, alone, I didn't particularly enjoy. Especially in a large house like this, it gets eerie at times.
I slowly got out of bed and made my way into the shower. Maybe I just needed to soak in the heat for a minute..
With the hot rain beating upon my goose bump filled skin, I leaned forward on the tile wall with my hands. My head now directly underneath the downpour, I let it hang. Closing my lids.. I breathed.
Claire was like a drug to me. When she would be with me, I'd be okay. Happy, in love and ready to take on the world with her by my side. But since she's been gone, I truly and honestly haven't been the same. I guess I have not been really thinking about it due to everything that's been going on. Though through my mask, the guys have noticed that I've lost my spark. That twinkle that Claire gives me everyday. Each day with her is a new one, a new start. Just without, its hard to even live.
My eyes reopened and I surfaced back into reality. I stood up straight and turned off the running water. Taking a towel on my way out, I quickly dried myself off and got into some clothes. I then jogged downstairs, grabbed my keys and sunglasses and went off to the garage.
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"Hello there," The girl behind the counter greeted me gently, along with the ten others that were in Starbucks this morning. "What can I get for you?"
"Um, a Venti Black Tea Lemonade; sweetened please." I gave her a small smile as she wrote down my order on the plastic cup.
"Alrighty. And is that all for you?" Her eyes; dark brown, beamed at me, screaming that they belonged to Claire.
"Yes, thank you." I sighed quietly and paid her while she delivered a joyful grin and pulled her attention to the next customer behind me. Whom, by the way, was eyeing me too closely. I quickly scooted out of the way and towards the small counter to wait for my drink.
Three minutes went by and a tiny girl walked up to me timidly, tugging on my jacket lightly. I looked down at her, an easy smile coming across my face.
"Mister, can I have your autograph?" Her big round blue eyes begged at me.
I tried not to laugh at how cute she was and said, "Sure! What's your name sweetheart?" I took the small napkin and pen from her angelic hands, crouching down so I was eye level with her.
"Danielle." She squeaked, placing her little hands on her hips.
She watched me write, "Hey, that's my middle name." I smiled handing both items back to her after signing 'Love, Taylor Lautner'.
"Danielle?" Her laugh was sweet and light.
I shook my head, chuckling along with her. "Close to that, but it's Daniel."
"Oh I see!" Her grin was toothless.
"Yep." I nodded, finally feeling like myself again. "You have a good day Danielle." I could feel the stares upon this little meeting, but I didn't care.
"Thank you." She bobbed her head with a fast nod and turned around to head back. I almost stood up straight just before she paused and came back to me.
"Can I tell you something?" She held the napkin and pen in her hands behind her back.
"Yes, go ahead." I came back down, my eyebrows raised in anticipation.
"My sister and her friends asked me to do this for them," Danielle showed me where they were sat. Their faces bright red with what had just happened. "I guess they were too chicken to ask for something as simple as this." She shrugged her little shoulders.
I laughed to myself at this girl! How old was she? Like five? Sheesh, this was too funny.
"Dani! Come on, we gotta go!" One of the girls, who was probably her older sister, called over.
"Cya mister!" Danielle pecked my cheek and skipped off to the door, where I'm sure the others would thank her later.
"Well she was cute.." That same cashier, I think I saw that her name was Megan...
"Hmmm, I know." I smirked, taking my awaiting lemonade into my hands. "Thanks." I said, strolling down the hall and towards the outside.
"Come again!"
Mental note: Danielle is a pretty name.. Remember that.
Claire's POV
Two days later
I woke up this morning to the rapid thunder of my heart beat. We arrived in New York last night and today was the day that I would see Taylor. I, being the first one up, had to start getting ready. It was only nine in the morning, and Taylor told me to meet him at his hotel on Fifth Avenue around eleven, but now that I'm thinking about it.. That's not a lot of time to get myself looking pretty.
I could just go in sweats and a T-shirt, he wouldn't care. But its Fifth Avenue people. The biggest shopping district ever.
I tip toed out of the room and into the bathroom for a quick shower. Though I'd wrap my straight hair in a towel, just so it could be straight afterwards.
Ten minutes later, I was soon busy lathering lotion onto my freshly shaved legs when there was a knock on the door.
"Yeah?" I looked up, clicking the cap closed and standing up.
Andie stepped into the steamy space, her eyes filled with mid sleep. I smiled at her appearance.
"Where are you going?" She wondered hazily.
I raised my eyebrows, hinting that we've all talked about this already.
"What?" Her head shook slowly, still not getting it.
I gave up, but grinned. "I'm meeting up with Taylor today!" The mattresses groaned as I said that. I guess my tone woke the others in the room, whoops.
Her rounds widened a bit, she smiled. "Oh! Right, right, right.. Are you excited?"
"Kinda." I bit my bottom lip.
"Kinda? That's crap, Claire."
I laughed and rolled my eyes, walking past her to go find something to wear.
"You haven't see the guy in four months, you should be at your limit of excitement." She trailed behind me.
"Its time?" Selena rubbed her sleepy eyes. I glanced at her and nodded, while she stared at me; thinking. "Oh my god, it is! What are you going to wear?"
I chuckled, "That's what I'm doing right now.."
Soon enough, everyone was awake and prepared to help me. Even though I kept saying that I could do this myself, Andie ended up sitting me on one of the beds and doing my hair and make up, while Sel and Gia picked out my outfit. Gosh, this was too over done. But I couldn't let them stop, now that would be mean. Hehe.
"You look gorgeous, Claire Bear." They awed upon me. This, I had to see for myself. I stood, finally off of my numb butt and stepped in front of the closet mirror.
There stood a girl with light make up touching her tanned skin, just the slightest stroke of brown eyeliner had her eyes looking huge. Huge beautiful brown plates that were filled with joy. The deep mascara made her lashes seem so long, that they could touch the sky. They had curled her hair lightly, just enough for it to look like the oceans waves. A braid being woven just at the edge of her forehead, traveled around to the back and flowing down with the rest of her hair. She wore light denim shorts that hugged her hips, and a off the shoulder gray top with a design on the front.
"Oh guys," I smiled, turning to my audience in the door frame.
"Even the simplest of things can make a girl shine.." Andie spoke with a gentle smile.
"As if she were wearing a star studded dress with pounds of jewelry.." Selena added with a giggle.
"Exactly." Gia commented.
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My cab got me to the Marriott hotel in about twenty minutes, right at eleven o' clock. My pulse raced as I stepped inside the large lobby, suddenly aware that he'd been with me in less than a second.
I could feel my eyes searching around every corner of the place. Looking for his piercing ones. I slowly walked towards the front desk, resting my elbows on the counter.
"Hello, can I help you?" The manager asked in a rather happy voice.
"Hi, did Taylor Lautner by any chance check into here?" I smiled.
The man nodded and pointed at something that was behind me. I followed where he was showing me and turned on my heel slowly, only to face a certain row of white teeth.
"TAYLOR," I barely screamed, jumping into his arms instantly. His low laugh in my ear was comforting, a sound that I have missed hearing. Though my sweet nothings would have to wait. Apparently from my little out burst, ladies and teenagers all around us heard that this man was here and desperately wanted to get to him. We looked at each other at the same time, a goofy grin on his face, he whispered, "Ah crap."
I made a face as he set me down, taking his hand in mine once the crowd had formed around us. The hotel staff helped us outside along with doing their best to push the yelping fans back away from us. Once we thought that we were alright, paparazzi just decided to say hello
"Back together again!" A flash.
"How are you two feeling?" A snap of the camera.
"What do you have planned?"
"Anything about the wedding?" We hadn't said anything yet, so I guess we had the same thought.
When the questions had stopped, for now, cameras and people were still trying to get to us. We then glanced at each other in one quick second.
He nodded, I nodded. We bolted.
"Let em go." One of the men said, staying back. Just what we wanted.
By then, I had just started laughing randomly as we ran down the sidewalk.
"What!" Taylor took a glimpse at me.
"Nothing," I said a little breathless. "Just at the fact that we actually ran away from them." I grinned, looking over my shoulder. As we ran, an old memory of Hayley and I flashed in my mind. "Maybe we should stop.. People will think we're running from the cops." I snickered to myself.
"Why would the cops chase us anyway?" I looked over and saw him grinning.
"Maybe cause we do too much PDA." I huffed smugly.
"Right.." He winked like the hottie he was. "Okay, I think we can walk now." He squeezed my hand and we slowed down to a medium pace. "You know, I was going to take you up to my room... Until that happened."
I looked up at him, "Oh really? Been a little deprived eh?" Smirking at him made him blush that delicious color.
"Um, possibly. Haven't you?" He chuckled deeply.
"Yes, but I was only joking." I snuggled into his side, while his arm curled around me.
"Oh, I've missed you Claire.."
"Me too. It's been too long hasn't it" I sighed, wrapping my arm around his waist.
"Seriously." His body shook slightly. "You look beautiful by the way.." His hazel rounds bored into mine as a soft easy smile rose on his face.
"Thank you.. Selena and the gang dressed me up like a doll." I joked.
"But dolls are creepy. You are for certain, not creepy looking."
"Then what am I?" I asked curiously.
"Just Claire." He said confidently.
"Good answer." I stopped walking and faced him full on. Reaching up a little to lay my lips upon his soft ones. I kissed him with a force that I hadn't used in what felt like forever. The thing that made me feel even better about it, was that he kissed me the same way. Nothing had changed or worse, was lost. It was like we'd never been apart. Which was what I wanted to think.. But now I wanted him. Bad. But how? We were about six blocks from his hotel, half an hour from mine... Damn it these people.
He pulled away first, "People are staring now.." Our foreheads still connected.
I ignored, "Where can we go? I need you. Now." I pleaded urgently through my teeth.
"Uhhh..." He let go of me and looked at our surroundings. I laid little pecks on his neck while waiting.. "Shit, you weren't.. Ugh, kidding." He moaned slightly in response. I smiled into his skin and slithered out of his grasp, now hooked to his hip.
I studied his face as we were glued to the concrete awkwardly. People on the sidewalk couldn't help but give us weird looks as they walked past us. Taylor then took my hand and pulled me down to the corner of the block.
"What is it?" I was confused, yeah, but my body was pumped up and ready to go right here, though I knew that it wouldn't be happening.
"Aha." He winked at me and tugged me towards the entrance of a Motel 8. Oh good God.
The entire place was empty. Only a few couples and families were walking around the lobby. We got our "temporary" room quickly and practically ran down the hall to our grateful venue.
I giggled as I stripped down to nothing and climbed onto the double sized bed. Screeches and groans came from the cheap mattress as I laid on it.
"Wow, that'll be distracting." Taylor commented pulling his shirt over his head.
"Oh my God," I began laughing, crawling underneath the white sheets. "Well I guess we'll just have to deal." I peeked from behind the covers.
"You're so sexy. You know that right?" He climbed underneath and on top of me. If I had blinked, I would've missed it.
"Nah, not really." I shook my head, smiling. My arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down onto me with force. His hard grinded into me, so stiffly but so effortlessly, I almost screamed. He bit my lip as we slowly kissed, having a moan release from my mouth. I returned the satisfaction to him by biting the edge of his mouth. I arched my back up towards him, pressing my already shaking body against his solid torso. Our connected bodies moved together as one, at first slow, but then growing more aggressive and raw. His power stepped down to be in line with me, having the both of us equal. Sweat droplets started to form in ever place possible. If only my heart could sweat, it definitely would. His hot breath blew down my body as he kissed my chest multiple times, suckling mostly on my nipples. I giggled at the sensation.
He then paused on me and sat up, shoving the bed sheets off the bed. I couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasum, it made my day. Us finally being together after all this time made my day.
"Ready to go all the way?" He smiled sexily, having me breathless.
"Work your magic baby.." My blood pulsed at the words. I sat up slowly, laying against the headboard, I opened my legs and he let himself in like he lived there.