Chapter eight: The party (part two)
👑Blakes point of view👑
The ride to the party was silent. I would always ended up looking at Taylor in the mirror even if I try to stop myself. When we have arrived to the party we went inside and I didn't get a chance to talk to her. she was avoiding me. I know she is.
I don't trust these boys in the house so I didn't drink I stayed sober one because I'm the one who will be driving and second to take care of Taylor.
I saw Taylor get out of the rest room and so I took me chance.
"Taylor can we talk?" I asked
"Nooo" she giggled. shit she is drunk.
"Are you drunk?" I asked. What a stupid question of course she is drink.
she just giggled.
"maybe. I should take you home."
"Nooooo. I'm having fun. it helps me forget" she said with a sad look.
"Forget what?" I said getting closer to her looking her with aww. she sighend softly
"You" she whispered in sadness
••••••
with alot of convincing I finally took Taylor home. I parked the car in front of her house . Her parents weren't here and I know this because no cars were parked in her drive way.
I helped Taylor get out of the car and walked her to her house.
we got to her front door.
"Where are your keys?"
"I'm my purse" she answered weirdly
"okay were in. let's go get you ready for bed" I lead her to her room.
"I could walk" she said with a hint of anger. she walked towards her closet and pulled out gray shorts and a white tank top. she left her pjs on her bed.
"Do you regret it?" I brealy heard her say
"regret what?" I looked at her eyes
"the kiss" she asked. I looked straight at her.
"No. I don't regret kiss you." I countied talking while I walked towards her. "I would never regret it. Just how I would never regret this" I finished and smashed her lips against mine. she first was in shock but, after she recovered she started to kiss me back passionately. We started to walk while kissing intill we landed on her bed. still making out. I pulled away to catch my breath. That night we fell asleep in each other's arms and I knew she would forget what had happen in the morning.
The ride to the party was silent. I would always ended up looking at Taylor in the mirror even if I try to stop myself. When we have arrived to the party we went inside and I didn't get a chance to talk to her. she was avoiding me. I know she is.
I don't trust these boys in the house so I didn't drink I stayed sober one because I'm the one who will be driving and second to take care of Taylor.
I saw Taylor get out of the rest room and so I took me chance.
"Taylor can we talk?" I asked
"Nooo" she giggled. shit she is drunk.
"Are you drunk?" I asked. What a stupid question of course she is drink.
she just giggled.
"maybe. I should take you home."
"Nooooo. I'm having fun. it helps me forget" she said with a sad look.
"Forget what?" I said getting closer to her looking her with aww. she sighend softly
"You" she whispered in sadness
••••••
with alot of convincing I finally took Taylor home. I parked the car in front of her house . Her parents weren't here and I know this because no cars were parked in her drive way.
I helped Taylor get out of the car and walked her to her house.
we got to her front door.
"Where are your keys?"
"I'm my purse" she answered weirdly
"okay were in. let's go get you ready for bed" I lead her to her room.
"I could walk" she said with a hint of anger. she walked towards her closet and pulled out gray shorts and a white tank top. she left her pjs on her bed.
"Do you regret it?" I brealy heard her say
"regret what?" I looked at her eyes
"the kiss" she asked. I looked straight at her.
"No. I don't regret kiss you." I countied talking while I walked towards her. "I would never regret it. Just how I would never regret this" I finished and smashed her lips against mine. she first was in shock but, after she recovered she started to kiss me back passionately. We started to walk while kissing intill we landed on her bed. still making out. I pulled away to catch my breath. That night we fell asleep in each other's arms and I knew she would forget what had happen in the morning.
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