Chapter Six
Carlos' POV:
I heard a knock on the door and gently broke my kiss with Taylor. I frowned, annoyed. Who decided to come here NOW? I sighed and went to go answer the door. I opened the door and a tall, blonde man walked past me into my apartment. "Excuse me! Who are you?" I asked him. He ignored my question and asked, "Where's Taylor?" She walked into the room and her eyes widened when she saw the man. "Brandon?" she asked bewildered. "How did you find me?" She looked at my confuzed expression and put a cold emphasis on the words "My ex boyfriend."
"That's what I came to talk about!" Brandon said, a sad shadow crossing his face. "Why did you break up with me?" Taylor crossed her arms and told him angrily "Because you were being an ass and you treated me terribly!" He replied with "I didn't know what I was doing half the time! Very mature!" Anger seemed to be rolling from her in waves as I stood there hopelessly watching the argument. "You really have the nerve to say I'm not mature? You wanna see mature?" Then she walked up to him and started dancing. "OH YOU'RE SUCH A TURD OH YEAH A GIANT TURD AND YOU LOOK LIKE A TURD AND YOU SMELL LIKE A TURD!" Brandon looked either like he was on the verge of tears or that he wanted to rip her limb from limb. I couldn't tell the differance. "I moved to L.A. to get away from my old life and away from you. I needed to start fresh. So leave, before I call the cops and or order a restraining order." He looked at me with pure hate and said "I'll be back." He stormed away. I gaped after him, terrified. What just happened?
That's when Taylor fell on her knees and started to cry. I went over to her as quickly as I could and hugged her and sung to her until she cried herself to sleep. When that came, I picked her up and carried her to my bed to sleep. Hopefully, she had a peaceful and dreamless sleep. I put a warm blanket over her. I laid next to Taylor and watched her sleep. I smiled to myself and thought how creepy that might sound to someone. Eventually, I closed my eyes and her breathing lulled me to sleep.
~NEXT MORNING~
Taylor's POV:
I woke up and yawned. I opened my eyes to see Carlos laying next to me. What? Oh right. Yesterday. Brandon. Tears started brimming my eyes but I blinked them away. He looked so sad I broke up with him... It was a trick! a lie! I told myself. He never loved me, he just wanted to ruin my life. I sighed and looked at Carlos' peaceful face. He seemed to have no troubles, no issues, no regrets. Perfect. Do I regret breaking up with Brandon? The stupid half of me does. The other half is glad to be rid of him. Am I really rid of him? He threatened Carlos, saying he'd be back. How can someone threaten him? He's so perfect in every way. And I realized I kissed him. Me. I kissed Carlos and he kissed me back, passionately. Did he feel the way I did like it was ment to be? I watched him in his sleep, occasionally stirring. I touched his face and held it with my hand. This man was mine. The satisfaction rising up in me was alarming.
He blinked his eyes up at me, waking up. "Good morning!" He mumbled. "Good morning," I said and kissed his nose. He smiled and said "Are you okay?" I replied, "I'm not the best but I think I'll be okay." He frowned. "I'm sorry about what happened yesterday." I sighed. "I should be the one apologizing for bringing you into this." "Don't be ridiculous!" He said. "Are you hungry for breakfast?" He asked me. "Hmm yeah I guess." He smiled and said "Okay hop to it! bacon doesn't fry by itself!" I rolled my eyes and said "Ha-ha. So funny." We both got out of bed and right away we started making it. We looked at each other and laughed. "Organized much?" I said. Carlos smiled and said "Organization is fun." I burst out laughing. "Okay, Carlos." I said. He made coffee and I helped him make breakfast. We had eggs, pancakes, and bacon.
I went to my bag I left by his front door and picked out the rules and schedule packet I got from my audition yesterday. Not my favorite thing to read, but I had to. I was reading the schedual when I almost choked on my food. It read:
PLEASE REPORT TOMORROW, 9:30 AM TO THE SET OF BIG TIME RUSH TO BEGIN FILMING. FAILURE TO DO SO MAY RESULT IN A RECAST OF YOUR ROLE.
Carlos looked up at me with worried eyes. My hands shook as I asked him "Carlos, what time is it?" He looked at his clock. "It's 10:00."
Uh uh uh-uh oh! Will Taylor get to keep her part? Will Brandon come back? I hope you're liking my story so far! I'll post the next Chapter probably tomorrow! Please Review! xoxo, Taylor