well this is chapter 7. this is really just about Taylor and Sam until Hayley interrupts. Nah she's the true heroine really. Well i hope you like and please review. Oh and by the way the reason i picked the name Daniel as Hayleys boyfirend is because my best friend Hayley in real life is going to marry Daniel Radciffe in real life. muhahaha (she doesnt really like him but she's going to marry him anyway. i predicted it.)

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Chapter 7.

20 Questions.

Taylor's POV.

I was wet, confused and cycling home. I mean to Sam's house. It's not my home. What was that guy Daniel saying about me being in love with Sam. He doesn't even know me. Could he really just tell by looking at me? Or maybe he heard it from someone. Click. Hayley. That girl is so annoying. Really nice but she knows everything and its bugging me. When I got back to, eh, to the house I'm staying at, Sam was just coming out. She waved at me. What I would do now to just go over to her, pick her up and kiss her.

"You look clean." You look clean? Great pick up line Taylor. She's defiantly going to fall for you now.

"That's what a shower does. And this time I smell like a girl." She reddened a little. I laughed.

"Yeah, you smell nice." Now I could feel my face go red. What is wrong with me? I mean she does smell nice but I didn't mean to just blurt it out like that. She most think I'm utter weirdo.

"Thanks. I better go. I'll see you tomorrow I guess cause I wont be back till twelve."

"Twelve? You usually come back at eleven?" I hate not seeing her. I know it sounds stupid and I've tried to convince myself otherwise but when I look at her I just cant stop and then I miss her when she's gone.

"Yeah there's a big party thing tonight. Mrs Jones turned sixty and those old folks can party all night but we've given them a curfew." She started laughing and I joined in. "Well I better go. See you later." There was sadness in her voice. Did she not want to be away from me as well? Why cant I just ask her out? If I get rejected then I'll know she doesn't like me. That's the thing though, I don't want to get rejected.

"Bye have a good night. Tell Mrs Jones, whoever she is, that Taylor Lautner says happy birthday." She nodded and cycled away.

Great. What am I supposed to do for the rest of the night. I guess I could just twitter my friends back home. Ugh that's boring. I better go tell Mr Burns that I'm back, have a shower and then… I'll figure out what to do then, then.

I went inside and Mr Burns was coming down the stairs with a suitcase. Wait a suitcase? Is he going somewhere?

"Hey Taylor. What happened to you? You're wet and Sam was covered from head to toe in mud." Eh, I wonder what story she gave him. Might as well go with the truth.

"Sam pushed me in." To my surprise he laughed.

"Good ole Sam. She did that to me before you know. Just because I bought butter popcorn instead of salted. Its her way of payback." Haha. Nice. "She did it too Hayley as well for taking all her hair bobbles. Hayley was not happy. It was a funny day. After Hayley put sand in Sam's chips. Those girls. I swear."

"Yeah, they're really close though. That's cool."

"Yeah it is. Well I best be off. I'm working the night shift tonight. I'll be back tomorrow morning. Dinner is in the microwave. Just set it for three minutes. Goodbye and no parties." All righty then. So I'm alone till twelve. This should be fun.

Sam's POV

"Happy Birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Mrs Jones, happy birthday to you." We all sang together. This was the fifth time we sang that song to her. She says your only sixty once and wants to sing to celebrate it. Last year it was talk the night away and the year before that it was dance. She comes up with crazy ideas and then you're not aloud to do anything else. The point is I'm having a really bad night. Its so busy and my feet are killing me. Just one hour left and I'm free. I keep looking at the clock but sometimes I'm sure its going backwards. I think I'm going crazy. I wonder what Taylor's doing. Okay I really have to stop thinking about him.

Taylor's POV.

I have a half an hour till Sam gets home and I know exactly what to do. I went into the kitchen and got all the sweets in her cupboard and fridge. Oh and I got grapes as well. Then I went up to her room and put them on the bed. I looked around her room. It was really nice. It was painted blue and there was stars on the ceiling. I'm guessing they light up in the dark. There was pictures of her and her friends all around her room. They looked like they had so much fun. I wish I had pictures of me and my friends like that. Then a thought came into my head. I went back to my room and got my camera. I was going to take pictures from now on. Of all the friends I made here and I'm going to stick them up in my rooms back home. I went back to her room. She should be home in the next ten minutes. I hid behind her door camera in hand. This should be funny.

Sam's POV

I came in and all the lights were off. Taylor must be in bed. I was saddened by this. I went to the kitchen for something to eat. I was starving. I looked in the fridge. The grapes were gone. They were there earlier. Great. I couldn't be bothered eating anything else. I started heading upstairs. Taylor's door was closed. I was tempted to knock and see if he was awake but I resisted. I opened my door. I walked in and turned on the light. Why was there a load of sweets on my bad?

"Boo!" Taylor jumped out from behind the door and there was a sudden flash.

"AHHH!" I screamed and fell backwards over my chair. Thank God we didn't have neighbours. Owe that really hurt.

"Oh shit. Are you okay?" I started bursting out laughing. I couldn't really see properly. The flash was still in my eyes.

"Yeah, I'm grand." I was still laughing. I couldn't stop. I fell over a chair. Oh God I most look like some tool right now. "You got me. Oh sweet Jesus. Did you take a picture or something?" He nodded showing me his camera. It looked expensive. I started to get up. He was laughing now as well. "What's all this about?"

"I thought we could have a little party." Oh there's the grapes.

"Well okay then." I don't mind if he wants to spend the night with me. It was his idea after all. We sat on the bed and began eating.

"So, how was work?"

"Terrible. I couldn't wait to get home."

"Why do you go if you hate it?" I looked at him like he was stupid but he just smiled. Why does he do this to me? Does he know the effect he has on me? Okay back to what I was going to say.

"Money. Duh." We both laughed.

We talked about a billion things during the night. We played poker as well. He was surprisingly good but I won a lot. He kept taking random pictures. Some of me on my own and some with the both of us. When he took the ones of the both of us we would be right next to each other and I had to use all my restraint to not touch his face or gorgeous hair. At around three in the morning we decided to put on a movie. We watched the forth Harry Potter.

"Robert looks so cute in this movie. He's so young."

"Yeah he is. Young I mean." Haha. We both laughed. The movie was half way through but I was bored of Harry.

"You're so lucky you get to work with him."

"Yeah he's a nice guy. He's a really good actor." He smiled.

"Yeah well so are you. Tell me what New Moon is like. I cant wait to see it." I pleaded.

"Nope. You're going to have to wait like the rest of the world." He smiled a 'in your face' type of smile.

"Meany." I stuck out my tongue. "Want to play twenty questions?"

"Sure. You first."

"What was your longest relationship?"

"Not very long." He looked ashamed of himself. I'm guessing it was the fact that there was a picture of him every week in the magazines making out with a different girl. "What's your favourite place in the world?"

"My favourite place is that little beach out there. When its quiet and just me. I love the beach. The view and the sand and the air. Its amazing." He smiled at me. I went for any easier, light hearted question this time. "Who would you most like to act with?"

"Um, I'm not sure. That's a hard one. There are so many actors and actresses I admire and look up to. But if I would have to go with someone it would be Meryl Streep. I think she's amazing." Oh my God, me too. I love her.

We asked each other loads of questions. Some were deep and some were random. There was way more than twenty questions anyway. It was around four in the morning and myself and Taylor were sitting extremely close to each other.

"Do you believe in heaven?" I had to think about that one.

"I believe that we go somewhere when we die. It might be called heaven but I believe that I'll see my mum again some day." We sat in silence for a minute. "I mean I don't believe that there's going to be big gold gates." We laughed. Then there was silence and I asked my next question. "Do you believe in love at first sight?"

"Yes." He reddened a little. "Have you ever been in love?" I could feel my heart plunging from my chest. With every word he said he moved closer. I didn't answer, I just stared into his eyes. We were inches away from each other and I could feel the electric current pulling us closer and closer and then my phone rang. We both jumped. He moved away. I answered my phone.

"Hello?"

"Heya, its Hayley."

"Hayley its four in the morning. What are you doing up?" Taylor started laughing. I hit him with the pillow. The hit me back. I but my finger to my mouth indicating to him to be quiet.

"I don't sleep. You know that."

"Yeah well some people do sleep."

"Well clearly you're not asleep." She started laughing. She had a point. "What are you doing up?" Okay time to change the subject.

"Nothing. What do you want anyway?" This better be good or I'll kill her.

"Yeah, sure, whatever. Tell Taylor I said hey." What? She started giggling "Anyway I was wondering if you have my monkey pj's?" That was it.

"Yeah, I'll bring them over to you tomorrow." I knew I sounded impatient but I really wanted to get off the phone. I looked over a Taylor to give him an apologetic smile but he was watching the movie.

"Oh and you'll never guess what happened to me today. I bumped into this really cute guy. His name is Daniel and he's so nice and so hot. I invited him to my party. He'll be hanging out with us tomorrow so I'll introduce you then."

"That's great Hayley. I'm so happy for you. I'm kind of tired so I'll see you tomorrow." I tried to sound tired. I don't think it worked.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. Goodnight Sam. Tell Taylor I said goodnight too." I blushed. How did she know?

"I don't have a clue what you're talking about. Night. Love you."

"Sure. Love you too." And then the phone went dead. I turned to Taylor. "Sorry about that." I wasn't really sure what to say. What are you suppose to say when a really cute guy is about to kiss you and then your phone rings?

"It doesn't matter." He sounded upset. Was it because he didn't want to kiss me or because my phone rang? I bit down on my lip. "I'm kind of tired. I'm going to go to bed. Goodnight Sam." He got up and left, just like that. I just sat there for a minute confused and then I got up and started getting ready for bed. Why did he just leave like that?

Taylor's POV.

I stood outside her room for a minute. This is so confusing. Why did I just leave? I mean we could of always got the moment back. She never answered my question actually. I don't want to know if she was in love with anyone else though because I don't want her to love anyone else but me. What is wrong with me? Why cant I just be a man and ask her out? This girl is driving me crazy in so many different ways. I love her. I've never been so happy with anyone else but her and on the other hand I'm mad at her because she's making me feel this way and I cant think straight. That's it tomorrow I'm going to ask her out. I'll ask her to come to Hayley's party with me. That's perfect. I have to do this.


will he do it?? will he, will he? i dont know. haha.

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