Taylors POV
-later that night-
Abruptly I woke up to loud voices.
With cloudy eyes I glanced towards my cellphone and saw it was 12.30 o’clock at night. With a tired groan I dragged myself out of bed and rubbed my eyes with the palm of my hands. As the loud voices shouted again my mind cleared a little bit and the curiosity grabbed onto me.
With slow steps I walked up and opened my door and was met by Mellie in her pajamas that ironically enough were the same as mine. Dark blue shorts and a black t-shirt to that. She turned her head up and looked at me with a surprised face.
"What’s going on?" I yawned and looked at her.
"I don’t know" she said and shrugged her shoulders. The sound of loud clinkers was heard and made the both of us look down the stairs.
"Something is going on downstairs" She said as I walked up to the stairs to listen more. Loud male voices was heard but I couldn’t really figure out what they were saying since they probably were in the other end of the house.
"Maybe it’s robbers?" I mumbled as Mellie frowned.
"I don’t think so, robbers are like ninjas, quiet and moves without a sound" she said as I chuckled a little bit.
"Okay fine but I want to check it out"
She grabbed a hold of my arm and the both of us walked slowly downstairs, the voices getting louder.
"Put that down!" A dark voice barked as the same loud clinking sound entered again. Mellie and I walked towards the voices and guessed it came from the living room.
"No, why should I!" A slurry voice retorted.
"Because you’re already shit-faced!" The dark voice said again. The closer we came the more I started to recognize the voices.
"I don’t care! Don’t tell me what to do!" The slurry voice growled as a deep sigh sounded.
"I don’t get why you are so fucking thick headed! You should realize you can’t do what you want to just because!... " The slurry voice yelled.
Mellie and I glanced at each other as we stood around the corner before entering the living room.
"What are they talking about?" Mellie whispered to me as I shrugged my shoulders.
It was obvious to me that Blake was hammered and was into the idea of confronting Tom of some reason. We decided to hold our ground behind the wall before coming into view but we glanced around the corner and saw Blake leaning against the minibar with a bottle of whisky in his hand, looking wobbly and unfocused but with a hard glare towards Tom who was standing across the room, sitting calmly on a chair.
"I can do whatever I want and you have shit to say about it!" Tom growled as the clinking sound erupted again, it was Blake putting the bottle to a glass and poured the content into it before he choked it down.
"NO, you fucking can’t Tom, she is mine! Don’t you get that?! You can’t do what you want because she doesn’t belong to you anymore!" Blake roared.
"Whatever." Tom hissed and waved his hand, brushing it off.
"You are such an idiot, you do all these things for her. You help her dad, you get her a place in the school of her dreams and tries to keep it a secret, and then when she founds out, she STILL doesn’t want you!" Blake laughed messily.
I swear I could hear Tom’s growl murmuring in his chest. Mellie gave me a hesitant glance, as I couldn’t help but to feel a lump form in my throat. I didn’t like this situation at all. It was making me feel so uncomfortable it wasn’t even feeling human.
"Shut up Blake!" Tom warned but Blake didn’t seem to care.
"Why did you do all of those things Tom? Because let’s face it, she is never going to like you again" Blake snickered as Tom stood up from his stool, clenching his fists.
"Shut it Blake, I’m warning you!" He growled.
"It was a waste of time, she is my girlfriend now and she loves ME" Blake continued with the same snicker, as Tom seemed to boil with anger.
"How the hell can she love someone like you" Tom hissed as Blake frowned before taking another zip of the whiskey, this time directly from the bottle. A smug grin suddenly spread on his face.
"Because I’m... Not.... You"
The look on Tom’s face tightened so hard I thought he would lunge at Blake. Mellie suddenly pulled me after her as the both of us stumbled inside the room. Both Blake and Tom shot their heads towards us, giving us surprised faces.
"What are you doing?!" Mellie yelled, as Bill appeared behind us in a snug t-shirt and some sweat pants.
"What’s going on down here, I can’t sleep with all the shouting" he said and rubbed his eyes but came to an abrupt stop as he saw Blake grinning drunkenly and Tom tensed to the limit.
"Ahh my sweetie!" Blake cheered as he started reaching out his arms towards me, waiting for me to sprint into his embrace. When I stood my ground and didn’t move a muscle, his arms lowered.
"Taylor?" He asked as I shot my head down to stare at the floor. I couldn’t believe how angry I was with him in that moment. As figured, Blake’s drunken mind took it as a big rejection.
"This is all your fault!" Blake suddenly roared and lashed his head towards Tom and pointed to him accusingly with the bottle in his hand.
"How is that my fault?" Tom hissed as Blake wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Your eye-fucking her is making her turn on me!" He yelled as I felt my eyes flicker. That feeling of being caught flashed through me even though I really didn’t feel guilty at all.
"That’s none of your business!" Tom growled with furrowed eyebrows and pointed to Blake who straightened himself and put down the bottle on the minibar.
"Taylor, you need to tell him you don’t want him, tell him you hate him!" Blake suddenly blubbered out, as I felt caught of guard. I looked at Mellie and Bill who shocked looked at the dramatic scene that was happening right in front of their eyes.
"Taylor, TELL HIM!" Blake snapped, his voice harscher, demanding as he started walking towards me.
Unsure I started backing a little bit, the impulse of fright rushing my mind. I had never seen Blake this drunk and I had no idea how his mind was reacting to this much amount of alcohol. I trusted Blake, I really did but as a sheer response to his angry mode right now I didn’t want to get in between him and his outrage.
"Don’t you dare touch her" Tom suddenly growled, taking a few steps closer to Blake who stopped and shot him a glare.
"She is MY girlfriend. I’m allowed to touch her whenever I want to!" Blake slurred and took another step towards me. Frozen I stood next to Bill and Mellie who looked so shocked and confused that they didn’t know what to do with themselves.
"I said, don’t you DARE touch her!" Tom growled, his voice so murderous it made the hair on my neck stand.
Blake challenged him with a stare before he started walking towards me again. I could feel his hand barely starting to curl around my arm before it vanished. It all happened to fast.
Tom charged for Blake and hit him square in the ribs as a nerve-shaking crack reached the surrounding. Blake fell down on the floor with a loud scream as suddenly Bill was up by his brother’s side, pinning him back with his arms on his shoulders as Tom was hovering over Blake, his breath hard and his whole body tensed.
Mellie made a small squeak in panic as her hands flung to her face in pure shock.
A deep gasp left my lips as Blake groaned and rolled slightly on the floor.
"I told you NOT to touch her" Tom hissed to him as he let Bill pull him back a little bit.
"TOM WHAT THE HELL!" Bill roared as his eyes flew between his twin to Blake on the floor.
In pure shock I stood immobile as my eyes started tearing up. The whole scenario was just too much for me too handle.
"Tom w-what…?" I stuttered as he shot his head around and looked at me, his brown eyes softening.
"I didn’t mean to…" he started and pursed his lips.
"He could’ve hurt you..." he said, his voice thin.
I shook my head and wiped my eyes from the tears.
"Taylor… it hurts" Blake suddenly whimpered as I looked down at him. He was clenching his stomach and was huddled together and looked at me pleadingly. I turned my head back to Tom whose eyes screamed “Don’t”.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before walking up to Blake and kneeling on the floor next to him. I took away the hand he had clenched to his rib cage and felt through his shirt that he possibly had a fracture in one of his ribs.
"Taylor?..." Mellie asked hesitantly as I sighed and placed my hand softly on Blake’s cheek and stroked him soothingly.
He was a drunken mess at this point that he probably wouldn’t even remember this tomorrow but he was in real pain. There had been no reason to use violence, especially not when Blake was this out of it. I watched his face twist and turn in a mix of nausea and pain and I couldn’t help but to feel worried for him.
"Taylor don’t...." Tom pleaded. I clenched my jaw together tightly.
"You broke his ribs Tom" I said coldly. There was a short pause as I heard Tom inhaling a sharp breath.
"You are DEFENDING the guy?" Tom snarled as I sighed.
"Tom, she has to, Blake is her boyfriend" Bill murmured as Tom pushed him away from himself.
"Taylor seriously?" He begged and looked at me, but I didn’t want to face the hurt expression on his face.
"Tom doing that was wrong, he is drunk, and he doesn’t know what he is doing" I said, as Blake continued to moan and groan of the pain.
"I can’t believe this shit!" He exclaimed.
"Let it go Tom" Mellie said distinctly as I heard him pull for his breath.
"Fine, go take care of your precious boyfriend!" he said and rushed out from the living room. I don’t know why but as soon as I heard his footsteps were gone I buried my face in my hands and started crying.
"Taylor honey" Mellie sighed with comfort and knelt down beside me and started hugging me tightly. I sulked, feeling the shock of the whole situation releasing and my feelings came pouring out.
"Aww don’t cry sweetie, I’m going to be fine" Blake grinned plastered and touched my knee. I looked up at him from my hands and forced a small smile as I patted his shoulder.
"That’s good" I said in a thin voice as Mellie hugged me again.
"I’ll go get some ice" Bill mumbled as he vanished towards the kitchen. Mellie helped me get Blake up in the couch as he passed out almost instantly as he slumped down in the soft cushions. The drinking had probably worn him out totally.
"Are you okay?" Mellie asked hesitantly and rubbed my arm. I sniffled and fixed my pajamas a little bit, as I couldn’t help but to chuckle that we had the same clothes on.
"I guess, I just don’t get why they had to fight" I said bothered and looked at Blake who was sleeping peacefully even though he must be in pain.
"Yeah, I think you should talk to Tom about it" Mellie said as I felt my chest tightening. It was going to be so incredibly awkward.
"Not right now..." I mumbled as Mellie shook her head.
"No, now. Use the opportunity now that Blake is peacefully sleeping" she said and smiled softly in that comforting way that could always relax me. I took a look at Blake and sighed.
"I’ll take care of him until you get back" she smiled confidently making me feel a little better.
"Okay but get me if he wakes up" I said as she nodded. I walked up to Blake and stroked back a little of his light brown hair from his forehead and gave him a soft kiss before I darted the way Tom had vanished.
I looked around in the house quickly without any luck so I thought that I should take a check out in the garden. I slipped on a pair of shoes and opened the terrace door. As soon as I walked out in the dark I shivered, It was freezing outside and dark. I wrapped my arms around myself as I walked out onto the grass. I shivered once again when a puff or air blew my way and I let my thick hair warm me across my shoulders.
The terrace was empty so I continued walking towards the corner of the house, maybe he was by the pool? I felt the damp ground under my feet as I rounded the corner. In the lightly dark I could see the contours of Tom sitting on one of the sun chairs, leaning forward with a cigarette lit in his hand a couple of feet away. I took a deep breath before walking up to him.
"What do you want?!" He snapped and refused to look at me.
He was leaning forward with his elbows on his legs as the lit cigarette was sending a slithering trail of smoke into the air. I took a seat on the sun chair that was standing in front if his as I took a seat on the end of it as he was sitting on the top of his.
"I want to talk to you" I said and crossed my legs Indian style.
"You should go back to him and leave me alone" Tom growled and inhaled from his cigarette, blowing it out in a frustrated manor between his lips.
"I don’t want to" I stated. Tom huffed and stretched himself out a little bit, still refusing to look at me.
"You should, since you hate me" he said coldly.
My heart dropped to my stomach and I started to fiddle nervously with the hem of my shirt. The Goosebumps on my body was uncomfortable since another wisp of cold air swept around me.
"I thought I did" I said truthfully and thoughtfully as Tom held tightly on his cigarette, pursing his lips.
"But I don’t" I continued and looked down at my hands.
"Thanks for the info" he said sarcastically, making me frown.
"Tom don’t get all bitchy like you always got when Georg took your yoghurt" I smirked, remembering how he started acting like a bitchy little kid when someone took his beloved yoghurt.
I grew a little warmer in the chilly night of the sweet memory. Tom flicked his cigarette away onto the stone plates on the ground next to the glimmering pool. He cleared his throat before turning his head slightly as he glanced towards me.
"You remember that?" He asked.
"I tried to forget" I admitted.
"I tried to forget everything about you" I mumbled under my breath and looked down into my lap.
"You hated me that much?"
"No..." I said and rubbed my cold hands a little bit and kept my eyes down.
"I missed you that much" I confessed.
A silence fell around us as the only sound coming from the rattling trees and bushes from the beating wind. I heard Tom moving as I suddenly felt his fingers sliding through my hair, sending chills, non-related to the cold, down my spine. I closed my eyes and leaned my head into his warm palm.
"God only knows the things I did to numb you out of my brain, he mumbled as I flickered my eyes opened, only to be met by his brown staring into mine. For a while we simply sat there, his hand slowly sliding through my hair as he had moved so that he was sitting right in front of me, so close his legs were brushing mine. I really needed to ask, the question was burning inside of me.
"Tom why did you really do all those things for me? Why did you hit Blake?" I whispered as he let me go. He looked at me intently and opened his mouth to say something.
"Taylor, we need you!" Mellie suddenly showed up around the corner with a flustered face. I grimaced and turned back to Tom who smiled softly at me even though his eyes were sad.
"He needs you, I’ll tell you another time" he said as a displeased frown appeared on my face. Tom leaned closer and grazed his fingers across my cheek.
"I promise okay" he smiled. I sighed and nodded my head before hurrying to Mellie who grabbed my arm as we rushed inside where Blake was crying in the sofa, clenching his ribs.
It took a while to calm him down but after he had some water and some ice on his ribs, along with an aspirin he finally, after a long time, went to sleep again. Bill helped me get him into bed as Mellie and Bill gave me a kiss goodnight on the cheek before they went inside their rooms to go to sleep as well.
With my emotions in a nest I decided to just go downstairs where it was only the sound of the newly hammering rain on the window, and take some water before trying to go to sleep. I walked downstairs and still felt freezing from being outside.
I tip toed my way into the kitchen, the heavy rain slapping outside and took out a glass and poured some chilled water in it. I started chugging down the cool water and took a calming breath as I placed it down the counter. My body shook in cold, making me start rubbing my hands together for some warmth.
"Are you cold?" Someone suddenly asked from behind me as I jumped. I turned around with a slight nervous expression and nodded to Tom. He was standing in the doorway to the kitchen in a loose white tank top, black sweats and a thin open pink hoodie with a cup of tea in his hand. I longingly watched the heated steam coming from his cup as he smirked. Tom walked up to the counter and put down his cup before turning to the pot that was standing on the stove.
"Here..." he said, handing me a steaming hot cup of tea. I grasped it with both my hands, feeling the warmth spread through my hands into my whole body as I sipped on it.
"Better?" Tom smirked and glanced outside at the pouring rain. It was really raining heavily.
"Yeah, a bit" I mumbled. I took another sip before putting it down, my hands now warm but it would take a while until the tea heated me up completely.
Tom chuckled slightly before pulling off his hoodie and reaching it out to me. I frowned at him but he simply chuckled and threw it across my shoulder.
"Wear it, you’re freezing" he said. I was still freezing so I wasn’t going to be stubborn when it came to putting on his warm hoodie. I slid into it, instantly feeling warmer as I wrapped the big sweater tighter around me. He came a little closer and started rubbing my arms up and down with a childish smirk on his face.
"I’m not that cold Tom" I stated with a slight chuckle, as he seemed to ignore me and continued, slowing his movements a little bit. The fragrance of his spicy cologne hit my nose and I inhaled deeply, feeling calmer by the sheer smell of him.
"Tom I’m… sorry I ignored you" I confessed. A small chuckle escaped his lips as I looked up at him, finding him more close to my face, as I realized he didn’t rub my arms anymore, he just held his hands wrapped around my forearms. His lips twitched up in a soft smile.
"You couldn’t ignore me if you tried"
His brown orbs stared searchingly into mine and I started to flicker my gaze, my entire chest fluttering. I didn’t hesitate, I didn’t think twice and I especially ignored my common sense as I wrapped my hands around Tom’s neck and pulled him the small space between us and smashed my lips with his.
Tom grunted and slid his arms around my waist, pressing me hard against him as he rammed his lips to mine, reacting instantly. My whole body started exploding of emotions as I felt the warm and rough skin of his face under my palm. I don’t know why but the way I could feel his stubble with my hands made me want him more. I couldn’t breath in the exhilaration of kissing Tom but I didn’t care.
I had missed him so goddamn much I simply didn’t care.
Tom moaned and grunted against my lips as I started nibbling on his black lip piercing that was so hot it felt like it left burn marks across my lips. The sound of my pulse, mixed with the rain smacking against the window rang in my ears.
All I could think of was that I needed him. I needed his arms around me, needed him to hold me and whisper that we’d find a way to be together.
Tom grabbed me harder around my waist and hoisted me up on the counter as he determined placed himself in between my legs as I wrapped them around his hip, pulling him to me. I couldn’t get enough. I was starving for him.
Tom slid a hand through my hair and kissed me so roughly, it felt like I would pass out of delight.
"Taylor..." he moaned against my lips as my heart starting beating even faster, though it felt impossible.
"I still love you"
Tom murmured between our lips and the words caressed my ears, making my chest flutter like there was no tomorrow and I felt more light-headed than I already was.
"WHOA!" Someone shouted before I had the time to react to Tom’s words, as I in impulse tried to shove him away. He stumbled back a little but held his ground as we let go off each other quickly. Startled and panting I looked towards the door where Hirato was standing, totally drenched from the rain, covering his face with his hands and a bag hung across his shoulder.
"WHAT.THE.HELL!" He shouted, still covering his face.
"HIRATO!" I beamed too happy to care of my noise level. I pushed Tom aside and jumped down from the bench and smacked my body with his, wrapping my arms around his waist and hugged him tightly, even though he was soaked. Hirato stumbled back a little but let his hands drop from his face to around my shoulders.
"Taylor what is wrong with you" he chuckled and hugged me back and buried his face into my neck as I shivered from the cold raindrops from his hair dripping onto my skin. Still panting, he pushed me back a little and smiled.
"I haven’t seen you in ages!" I beamed as he ruffled my hair a little bit. He then turned his head up and looked above my head. Realization hit me as I turned around to Tom who stood and looked pissed off.
"What were you doing?" Hirato asked harshly and turned his eyes to me.
"Ehm... ehh.." I started stumbling over my words, as I looked embarrassed at the floor. What the hell was i supposed to say happend? I barely had figured that out myself.
"Tom?" He questioned and looked frowning at him. Tom leaned back against the counter and folded his arms across his chest.
"What do you want me to say?" He asked nonchalantly and raised an eyebrow. Hirato however furrowed his eyebrows together in dislike.
"I walked in on you two" Hirato said and glanced down at me, still wearing Tom’s open hoodie. A deep blush spread across my face as I mortified pulled my fingers through my slightly tussled hair.
"Ehm…right" I said, thinking of nothing else to say.
"What are you doing here Hirato?" Tom asked with a frown on his face and grazed his fingers in an unnoticeable attempt to cover over his red swollen lips. I felt even more embarrassed that I had caused it.
"I was actually invited to the wedding for your information but I was unable to come, so Mellie told me to drop in as soon as I could anyway. So here I am... invited" he said and put significance into “invited” as he crossed his arms over his chest. After that, a glaring contest began as the both of them narrowed their eyes, furrowed their eyebrows together and stared at each other.
I flickered between them and put my hand on Hirato’s arm.
"Hirato can you give me a minute, I’ll help you with a bed and everything in a sec okay?" I said as he broke his glaring and pursed his lips together at my suggestion.
"Fine, I’ll be in the other room" he murmured and gave me a little disappointed shake with his head before he walked out from the kitchen. I followed his backboard with my eyes until he disappeared. I took a deep breath and still felt all tingly and flushed from what happened simply a minute or two ago. I rubbed the back of my hands against my scorching lips before I turned around, facing Tom who looked with furrowed eyebrows at me.
I walked with slow steps up to him and slid my arms around his waist, lacing my head softly on his chest. Tom didn’t hesitate at all as he enfolded his muscled arms around me, entirely surrounding me with his warm body. He buried his head into my neck, breathing heavily as for every exhale, I could feel his lip ring scratching my skin. I was freezing before but now my whole body was burning.
"Tom..." I started but my nerves got the best of me, making a lump form in my throat, formulating a very hard time to speak. He inhaled a deep breath and tensed up, like he was preparing himself of the worst.
"I still… love you… too" I barely whispered as the butterflies and nerves in me went wild. A small exhale escaped from his lips as his shoulders relaxed somewhat.
"I guessed" he softly said and caressed my back, gently letting it slide under my shirt as his palms massaged the small of my back. I shivered uncontrollably.
"But I love him too" I whimpered out, referring to Blake passed out up stairs, as Tom calmly continued to gently stroke my back, his touch soothing me.
"I know…" he mumbled and I could hear the unhappiness in his voice. I buried my face into his chest as he tightened his grasp around me.
"Tom I don’t know what to do, I’m so confused" I whispered.
"I can’t tell you what to do, but you know what I want" he said in a low voice. I bit my lip and absorbed the feeling of being in his arms again even though I felt the huge lump of guilt. I did know what he wanted, he wanted me.
Tom didn’t say anything else as he took my face in his hands, sending tingles down my spine. Softly and comforting he kissed my forehead, making me remember why I loved him. He pulled back gently and gave me a small smile before letting me go. I didn’t look towards him as he walked out from the kitchen and probably to his bedroom that was located on the first floor.
I took a deep breath and fixed my hair a little bit as I glanced towards the kitchen watch. It had been a really long night and the clock didn’t disagree. It was almost three a.m. I walked out to the hall where Hirato was sitting, his ability to keep his open very weak. I chuckled low too myself. Within a couple of minutes I’d gotten some bedclothes and made a bed for him in the living room couch.
He instantly slumped down in it as I gave him a peck on his cheek as he nuzzled his body into the soft cover. As I walked upstairs I realized how tired myself was. I crawled back to bed, in under the cover where Blake was sleeping heavily.
Without any energy left I fell asleep without a single thought.
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A/N Omg this was such a loooong chapter haha. BUT WHAT DO YOU THINK GUYS!?!?!?! Do you think Taylor and Tom have a future together? (: Tell me what you think and what's your opinion about the chapter! Let's get my fan-calculation up to a hundred!! Tell your friends about this story and tell them to check it out and maybe i'll throw in a small surprise for you ;) LOVE!