A/N: Happy MLK day guys! Hope everyone has a great day and hope you all enjoy this chapter!

I have to warn you though, I wanted to try something better than just a kissing scene. Something like a bit more mature (;

3 months later...

Our footsteps echoed throughout the empty and big house with each step we took on the shiny, newly waxed, ebony light brown wood floor. The light attached to the ceiling was illuminating the front area we were in making the white, glossy walls around us seem more brighter. In front of us was the direction leading to the kitchen, only catching a glimpse of the kitchen island before looking at the staircase next to me that would lead us to the second floor. The staircase wasn't wood like most houses, but it was glass. Thick, see through glass that didn't seem to be breakable. It looked like you had to be careful to watch you step when you walked on them. And as for the railing, it was just a smooth, silver metal ascending with the stairs.

"So, what do you think?" I turned around to the owner of the voice with a lit up smile on my face.

"It's beautiful!" Taylor looking extremely proud with his hands in his jean pockets smiled his one of a kind smile and took my hand in his.

"Come on," he jerked his head to the left, "let me show you the rest of the house."

Just a few weeks ago, Taylor bought a house with the money he earned with his acting career and moved out of his parents house since they wanted him to be more independent as they called it. With that in thought, he decided to buy a two-story house with a two space garage, two bathrooms, and three bedrooms that was only about 15 minutes away from my condo. And I was planning to see how beautiful this house is going to be.

He led me into what was going to be the living room. The walls were white and glossy like the rest of the house with a window on the wall that had a view of the front driveway. The size of this room was big enough to fit about five cars lined up in a row. The only furniture in here was a single black, coffee table placed in the the center.

"Pfft," I accidentally let out, quickly covering my mouth from the laughter trying to break free out of my mouth.

"Hey!" Taylor exclaimed, "what was that pfft?"

I waved my hand around the area, "You have no furniture! Where's all your stuff?"

He absentmindedly rubbed the back of his neck, "I still sort of have to buy the furniture."

Confusion written on my face, I asked, "I thought you said your parents were going to buy you your stuff?"

He shook his head, "Nope. They said I had to buy it. Another reason for me to be independent."

"Aw," I laughed, "how cute. Don't worry, I'll help you pick out the furniture at Crate & Barrel. How does that sound?"

He looked down at me and smiled, "Sounds good."

I tiptoed on my toes and kissed his familiar, soft lips, "Good. Now come on, show me the rest of your house."

15 minutes later, I've already seen the kitchen with the dining room, the garage, one of the bathrooms, and a spacious backyard that would be good enough to host a BBQ party. We were now making our way up the glass stairs and onto the second floor where the tour would continue.

"Wait!" I exclaimed as I took another step on the stairs and quickly grabbed onto Taylor's tanned arm, making him stop from taking another step.

He laughed at my scared expression and said, "It's not going to break Shai."

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, but what if it did?"

"Trust me, it won't. I wouldn't have bought this place if the stairs seemed like they were going to be break. But really, the owner who used to own this house told me they didn't have problems with the stairs. So please, trust me on this, okay?" he looked at me directly in my eye, telling me to trust him on this. I do trust him, but I was just scared at the fact that if he was home alone and the stairs would break, he would fall right through and would injure himself without anyone knowing. I guess I'll just have to listen to his word and know that nothing bad will happen.

I reluctantly nodded my head and with that, we continued to walk up the stairs until we made it to the second floor. The metal handrail still continued around to make a square so that if you were on the second floor, you could take a look down to the first floor. There was a doorway about 3 feet in front of that and next to it was another door. I slightly turned my body around and found another door. In front of that door was a big area with small steps that led to what could be a room for another living room.

Without knowing I started walking to that direction and went up the small steps to see that indeed, it could be another living room. But this room was different in a way that you could decorate this room any way you want. The walls were still glossy white, but on one wall, there was a blank bulletin board that covered almost the entire wall. I gently touched the board and felt the rough texture of it. This room was perfect for...

"Do you like it?" Taylor wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and placed his head on my shoulder.

"Is this room for..." I breathlessly asked.

He nodded on my shoulder, "Yeah. It's for designing stuff. Well in your case fashion designing."

I ran my hands over the board again, "Why did-"

"Well, when I went looking for houses and stumbled upon this one, I thought that this would be the perfect room for you to keep pursuing your dream when you move in with me," Taylor answered to my unfinished questioned, but he answered right.

I froze. Taylor noticed because he took his head off my shoulder and stood up straight, but didn't release me from his arms. I turned around to face him, though I was still shock at his words.

"Move in with you?" I hesitantly asked.

He lightly smiled, "If you want to, but it doesn't have to be right away. You can move in five months from now or even a year from now. I'll wait, but I just wanted to let you know that you can move in with me."

I thought my heart would explode any moment at what he said. No scratch that, my heart is exploding with every brilliant feeling I can come up with. Happiness, excitement, love. I felt like I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs in joy and dance. But knowing myself, I would ruin the moment by doing those. So instead, a huge smile formed on my face making Taylor's smile bigger knowing already that I had said yes.

"I'd love that," I confirmed, making the moment seem unexplainable.

He then leaned his head forward, making me close my eyes instantly knowing already what was to come. Not a second later, I felt his lips on mine. He kissed me with every fiber in his body, making our lips move in a beautiful rhythm. He then softly nibbled on my lip, asking for entrance. I slowly complied, gaining him entrance. The touch of our tongues sent my heart exploding once more. I pressed myself against him and wrapped my arms around his neck as he sighed deeply and pulled my tighter to him. Our tongues were battling with each other, him gaining dominance, me gaining dominance. Both of us switching and becoming more engrossed into the kiss.

Next thing I knew, I was being placed on the bed in what I think could be his bedroom. Don't ask me why there's a bed, maybe it's his new bed or his parents decided to only give him a bed and a coffee table. We were still kissing as he went on top of me, being careful not to crush me. I sighed as he started kissing my neck and to my arms that were still around his neck making me tremble in delight through the soles of my feet up to my head. He kissed his way back to my lips, while I began to play with the bottom of his shirt. I raised his shirt up and delicately ran my hands over his well-defined abs making him shiver from my touch. He moaned, making me more aroused. I then pulled his shirt over his head, making him stop the kiss for just a second and then continuing on.

He pecked me on the lips, "Why am I the only one with the shirt off?"

I giggled, placing my hands on his cheeks, "Then takes mines off silly."

He winked at me and said, "With pleasure."

He then slowly pulled my shirt over my head, leaving me in my bra and pants and tossed it behind him, making me laugh. He then kissed my neck, trailing down to bellybutton and up again. His erection was pressing into the thigh, making me sigh. He was making my whole body on fire, making me want him more and more. I then grabbed the front of his jeans and started to unbutton it when, his hand stopped me.

"What are you doing?" He breathlessly asked.

Blush creeping up my cheek, I stuttered, "I-I thought...I thought that y-you.."

"I don't have a condom though.." he looked embarrassed now.

"Oh," was all I said.

He kissed me on the forehead and rolled off of me to the space next to me, making the atmosphere cold and making me feel stupid. But that was soon replaced with warmth when Taylor grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him. He wrapped his arms around me, placed a strand of my hair behind my ear, and kissed my head again.

"Shai."

"Hm?" I looked up at him.

"Are you ready to do it?" Him referring to do it, made me think that I actually wasn't ready yet. I wasn't ready to do it with him yet.

I shook my head no.

"Good," he said, "I don't want you to regret having sex with me when you're not ready yet. I just want you to be ready Shai because I want us making love to be something magical for you. Something unforgettable."

I smiled, not knowing that I was crying until I felt a tear streaming down my cheek. Gosh, why was I even crying? Oh right, because I can never find a guy like Taylor. A guy who would wait for his girlfriend to be ready until they can do it. A guy who is willing to wait for his girlfriend to move in with him. And we've been only dating for four months. How on earth did I get so lucky? Out of the millions of girls out there, he chose me. Me, an average girl who isn't famous or well-known. But me, Shailene Vain.

"Shailene," Taylor said.

"Yes?"

"I love you."

This time, I didn't froze. I just smiled and looked directly into his eyes, telling him the way I felt, "I love you too Taylor."

"How about this couch?" I laughed at his happy expression as Taylor landed himself on the black leather couch. After we said I love you for the first time to each other, Taylor's been in a really happy mood. He told me earlier that he was scared I wouldn't say I love you back to him. Psh, who wouldn't want to say that to him? Now we were shopping at Crate & Barrel for the furniture needed at his house. So far, we already bought the dining table, chairs, dressers, etc. We just needed the couch, TV, and other essentials for the kitchen/bathroom.

Leather wouldn't match with his house, so I shook my head and made disgusted face.

"It won't match," I stated.

He thought about it for a moment and agreed.

"Okay ! Let's go look for other couches then," he stood up and grabbed my hand, leading me to the other varieties of other couches.

"Makes me wonder," he said, looking at a brown couch and running his hand over the texture, "what would I ever do without you?"

I made another disgusted face at the couch and said, "You would probably be all alone and still single."

He laugh and shook his head, "Nah, I'd probably be with someone else instead of you."

I glared at his and took in all my strength within my body and punched his arm, making him yelp in pain. I laughed at his expression, while the other customers in the store looked at him weirdly. I muffled my laughter as I went to sit down on a white couch with pink polka dots on it. Taylor then sat down beside me, rubbing his arm on the spot of punched him.

"Gosh women, what have you been doing? Working out or something?"

I laughed, "No silly. I've been beating up Penelope."

He looked horrified and his mouth was slightly open, "Are you serious?"

I bursted out laughing and pointed to his face, "Kidding! You should have seen the look on your face."

He relaxed and poked me on the side of my stomach, making me jerk away.

"Had me scared there for a second," he laughed.

"You should me scared of me," I playfully threatened in my best threatening voice I could make.

He placed his arm around waist and pulled me closer to him, "Oh really? You don't scare me Shai."

"Well," I poked his abs through his shirt, "you should."

"Why?" He kissed me on the cheek.

I thought for a moment and began, "Because you just should."

"That's not even a good enough reason why I should be scared of you," he stated.

"Oh shut up," I smiled.

"I love you," he sang, kissing my cheek continuously.

I giggled, "I love you too."

"TAYLOR! Is that you?" A girl voice exclaimed suddenly, making Taylor stop kissing my cheek and looked to the direction of the voice. In front of us, about 7 feet away from us, was a really familiar looking girl about my age with long, wavy blond hair with blue eyes. Where did I see this girl?

Then, it hit me. It was that girl who I accidentally bumped into in the restroom when I went on my first date with Taylor at this french restaurant. From what I quite remember, she was a bit rude to begin with. But how did she know Taylor? Was she just a fan?

"Cassie?" Taylor got up from the couch and went to I guess the girls name was Cassie as they embraced in a hug. I then got up from the couch and walked over to them.

"Wow," Taylor laughed, "it's been so long since I've seen you."

Cassie laughed, "It really is! How have you been?"

"I've been good," he said as he pulled me to his side and slung his arm around my shoulder. Cassie watched the gesture, looked at me for a second, and returned to look at Taylor with a bright smile on her face. Was she jealous?

"And who's this?" She jerked her head towards me, but not making any sort of eye contact with me.

"This is my girlfriend, Shailene. Haven't you been reading those magazines or have been watching those E! News shows? They have mentioned me and Shai dating three months ago," Taylor said. And it was true, the paparazzi found out about Taylor and me dating as soon as they snapped pictures of us double dating with Penelope and Terrence. No idea how they were able to take pictures of us, but those paparazzi's can be a little too sneaky.

"Oh," Cassie frowned, but quickly replaced it with a small smile, "I did actually hear about that. I guess I just forgot."

"Hi, it's nice to meet you Cassie," I extended my hand out to shake her hand since she didn't introduce herself to me yet. She looked at my hand for a second as if it was something she didn't want to touch at all, but she finally shook my hand.

"Nice to meet you too Shailene," she smiled.

"So, how do you know Taylor?" I asked, once she let go of my hand.

Cassie looked at me for a moment, "Well, Taylor and I are childhood friends ever since we were 5 years old. Our families are pretty close, but not as close as before."

I nodded my head, "That's interesting. So you guys have been best friends then?"

"Yeah," Taylor answered.

"But," Cassie pointed towards Taylor, "he's been so busy with his career and I guess his girlfriend that he doesn't have time for me anymore."

I faked a laugh, "Aw that's a disappointment."

"Yes," she looked at me, "it rather is a disappointment."

There's something wrong with this girl. She doesn't seem to like me. I can already tell by the way she looks at me and the way she just said that to me. Was she jealous or something? Was she still mad about the restroom thing? I hate it when I have these bad gut feelings. Which reminds me of Austin. He still has been texting me almost everyday asking me how my day went or where am I, but I haven't told Taylor. Don't ask me why, I just haven't. I don't want Taylor to get mad or pick a fight with Austin. It's just a good thing that I haven't seen him ever since that McDonald morning. Though I am still cautious if he's following me, which he is not. It's just a matter of time before I do see him one day.

"What do you think Shai?" Taylor snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Huh?" I confusingly looked between Taylor and Cassie. I quickly caught a glimpse of Cassie rolling her blue eyes at me, but I let it go not caring if she had a problem with me or not.

"We were talking about going to my family's vacation house in Malibu this weekend. And I was asking you if you wanted to bring Penelope, Gary, and Terrance along since Cassie is going to be bringing a friend with her. How does that sound?" Taylor explained.

Malibu this weekend. With Penelope, Gary, and Terrence. Cassie going. Her bringing a friend. Well, at least I'll have Penelope and Gary to help me if something goes havoc.

I smiled at the both of them and nodded, "Sounds fantastic. This weekend, right?"

"Yes, this weekend," Cassie answered, staring coldly into my eyes. Good gracious, thank goodness I won't be alone this weekend.

Taylor clapped his hands together and looked at both of us, "Great! I can't wait for this weekend!"

Neither can I.

A/N: There you have it! You guys finally met Cassie, the one who will... (:

Heh, ya'll just have to wait until the next chapter. In the meantime, REVIEW/SUBSCRIBE and let me know what you think is going to happen or what your thoughts are. I'm actually pretty excited to write the next chapter, I can't wait.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to eat dinner and watch Pretty Little Liars. See you guys soon!