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Thanks so much, loyal readers for being patient! I've been really busy with school and couldn't get back to working on this for quite some time. Here's the next chapter, and hopefully I'll be able to update much quicker now. Thanks again for the patience!
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As I stepped out of the bathroom, steam billowed out around me. Taylor turned and stared. I couldn't really figure as to why, I was still wearing the same skinny jeans and purple tank top and black cardigan that I wore yesterday…the only thing different was my hair, I had washed it and it was just beginning to dry into its curls. I tilted my head as he shook his. I walked over to where he sat. "What are you up to, Tay? Not surfing porn, are you?" I eyed him mock suspiciously. He blushed but laughed.
"No! I, uh…talked to this girl online a little bit ago on a chat site…and she hasn't been on since. I'm a little worried I scared her off." His eyes stared down the screen name that was still offline. I read the screen name with disbelief. It was mine. Worried he had hurt my feelings by mentioning the other girl, he pulled me closer, onto his lap. I merely smiled in secrecy. He looked up at me and waved his hand in front of my face to snap me out of it. "Uh, hello? You still with me?" I looked at his hand he was waving and saw black scribbles.
"What's that on your hand?" I grabbed it and held it still.
"Oh, yeah…that's her screen name, I wrote it down so I wouldn't forget to add it the day after I talked to her." He continued. "Why?"
I was grinning uncontrollably. "Because…" I slyly whispered to him, "that's my screen name."
He stared at me with disbelieving eyes. "Are you…serious?" I nodded, looking into his eyes with tearful joy.
The words were pure euphoria to his tan ears. His dream girl(s) were all one in the same…in this perfect girl that stood before him with tear-filled beautiful brown eyes. He knew they would be together for a very, very, long time.
Before I knew it, Taylor grabbed me by the arms and pressed his lips firmly against mine. I happily obliged to his actions and opened my mouth slightly. Our tongues twisted passionately as he led me to the bed and pressed me gently with his body onto the mattress. I was in bliss as we broke apart to breathe, and stared disbelieving into each other's eyes, and memorizing each feature on one another's face. His breath infiltrated my senses and left me completely under his spell, whether or not he meant it.
We continued to analyze each other, taking in everything we could about the significant other in our arms. Taylor had seemed to have had enough of taking in my features and moved in to "study." Our lips locked together again and a connection stronger than I had ever felt seemed to bind us together in body and soul. As we broke apart to breathe, he shifted positions and soon we were lying side by side and gazing into each other's eyes.
While lying contentedly with one another, Taylor drifted into sleep and snored lightly. I giggled quietly, and gently squeezed my way out of his grasp. I sighed sadly, knowing I had to return to school, and regrettably leave behind the best thing that has ever happened to me. I pulled my jacket on and scribbled out a note explaining my departure. I soon realized I had poured my heart and soul into this one note, for the amazing actor that I didn't deserve in the least. I hastily crumpled the note and tossed it in the direction of the trash, and scribbled out an abrupt goodbye message that was less emotional. I stroked his cheek affectionately and ran my fingers through his hair. He smiled in his sleep, and shifted to a more comfortable position. I turned and strode out his door and stumbled down the hotel staircase as tears slowly clouded my vision.