I DO NOT OWN ANYONE OR ANYTHING IN THIS STORY BESIDES THE OC'S.
Taylor's Point of View-
I was woken up what seemed to be like five hours later feeling Matt's strong muscular frame above me, I slowly fluttered my eyes open seeing Matt straddling one of my legs and an hand one each side of me.
"Wakey wakey sweetie." Matt said smiling down at me.
"How long was I asleep?" I asked rubbing my one eye.
"A couple of hours, your cute sleeping."
"You let me sleep that long?"
"You were tired...." He said running a hand through my hair, "And the next surprise is finally ready." He said sitting back on his knees only to help me sit up and when I did, we were chest to chest and Matt grasped the back of my head pulling me into him for a kiss on the lips. Matt stood up helping me up and I started dusting off the sand on my butt and back area that was exposed to the sand, I turned around bending over picking up Matt's jacket feeling his hands grasping onto my butt firmly.
"Matt...." I said rolling my eyes as I shook his jacket out a little.
"I was getting sand off." Matt said as I could tell he was smirking behind me as I shook his jacket out more.
"Wipe that smirk off your face then." I said folding the jacket turning around to face him.
"Why don't you wear the jacket, it's pretty cold." Matt said grasping the jacket opening it wrapping it around me, I grasped the sides pulling them tight around my body.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"See that boat over there?" He asked pointing to a boat docked next to the dock down the way.
"What about it?" I asked looking over at it.
"We are having our dinner on it, in the middle of the night ocean." Matt explained.
"How are you able to get that?"
"Don't worry about it." Matt said turning me to walk towards the boat wrapping his arm around me grasping my bicep holding the jacket up and on me.
"I'm so sorry for sleeping." I said as we slowly walking towards the boat.
"I told you to sleep." He said kissing the top side of my head as we walked down the beach, we walked up the wooden dock to the boat.
"Mr. Sydal, we have been waiting for your arrival." A guy in a servant outfit and a slight accent but it was getting better as he spoke, his arms wrapped around his back.
"Thanks Frank for waiting up for us." Matt said as this Frank guy stepped aside as we walked onto the ship and Frank pushed the ramp off the ship.
"Sir, Capt. Hank is stirring the ship tonight, it'll take about a half hour to that certain spot we discussed about over the phone and dinner is served in an hour." Franks said.
"Thanks Frank." Matt said, Frank bowed his head and walked away towards the cabin.
"You know him?" I asked confusedly.
"Well, this is my dad's ship and this is his crew, he barely uses it anymore." Matt said leading me to a bench sitting down and I leant into Matt's embrace feeling the boat rock against the waves as it moved about the ocean.
"You make these poor men work because of me."
"Their getting paid for it, I figured it'll be more romantic out here than back there." Matt said nodding back to the beach we were just at.
"That it is." I said, we stared at the dark waves rippling in the ocean, the city lights getting smaller only to see the reflection in the ocean along with the moon. Matt played with the tips of my hair and leant his head against mine.
"Apple Cider?" Frank asked holding a tray with two champagne glasses containing apple cider lowering it for us to grab the glasses.
"Thank you sir." I said, Frank nodded as I picked mine off the tray, Frank nodded as he put the empty tray behind his back walking away.
"How'd your dad afford this?" I asked sipping the cider.
"Savings and got many from his retirement savings." Matt said kissing a spot of my head.
"Why a boat though? I mean if he barely uses it and doesn't live near it?"
"He said it was a dream of his to have a boat since a kid, my grandfather worked on boats, it runs in the genes I guess."
"You don't want a boat do you?" I asked curiously.
"Not a boat, a house we could settle in for years to come, yes."
"Me too." I said as the boat slowed down and seeing Frank coming back.
"Sir, we are anchoring here and dinner will be served in 30 minutes, would you care for some music?" Frank asked.
"That would be nice, thanks Frank." Matt said, Frank nodded and headed in a different direction only to hear music lightly playing, "Would you care to dance with me?"
"I'm not a good dancer, much less a ballroom dancer." I said sheepishly.
"I'll lead, just follow me." Matt said, we stood up and went to a pretty clear area, Matt moved my hand to rest on his shoulder resting that hand above my hip and his other hand clasping mine. "Just follow me." He said as I looked up into his brown eyes and just followed his steps, I ballroom danced a little when I was younger when I went to the Wrestle Mania balls with my dad since he insisted I did at least one slow song with him ballroom style since he is old fashioned like that but as I got older and made friends with the people I'm friends with now it got embarrassing and stopped doing it. "There you go, its that simple." Matt said as he leant down pressing his lips against mine. We slowed the steps down, I lowered my hand down to rest on his chest and leant my head on to rest on his chest as well.
"Pardon to bother you two during such a graceful dance, but dinner is served." Frank said.
"Thanks Frank." Matt said as Frank walked us to the table, Frank pulled out my seat for me, "Frank, I got it." Matt said, Frank nodded leaving us alone, Matt pushed in my seat as I sat down, Matt walked around the table. On the table was a single lit candle and we each had a set of silverware and a wine glass and there was a wine bottle ice container next to the table. Frank came out carrying two plates setting one down in front of each of us.
"Ginger ale?" Frank asked looking at each of us.
"Please." I said, Frank nodded and went off to fetch it, I looked down at the plate that contained a piece of chicken that had some type of sauce on it, green beans and a little salad. Frank came out pouring some ginger ale in each of our glasses leaving the bottle in the ice container.
"Enjoy your meals, if you need anything just holler." Frank said.
"Thanks Frank." Matt said.
"This is really nice." I said as I looked out to the ocean surrounding us, hearing a few squeaks of dolphins in the distance.
"My dad brought my mom out here once, I spent all night with Frank and the chef." Matt said as he folded his hands in front of his plates.
"Charm and romance runs in the genes as well." I said smiling, I picked up my fork and knife cutting into the chicken, Matt doing the same.
"How'd you like today?" Matt asked putting a piece of chicken in his mouth.
"It was good, thanks."
"So, did I give you enough affection?" Matt asked, it was a completely odd question for him to ask.
"That is a random weird question...." I said patting my mouth with my napkin not sure what to say, "Yeah....plenty, you always show me enough affection." I said, I took his coat off turning as best I could to put it on the back of my chair without it falling off. I went back to eating my chick that was on my plate thinking how odd that question was and just so out there for him to ask me that. "Just out of curiosity Matt, what made you ask that question? I mean, why'd you ask about showing me enough affection?" I asked when I finished at least half the chicken on my plate, I closely watching his expressions as he answered, I could tell by his facial expressions and tone of voice if he is lying.
"No reason in particular, I was just you know, curious is all." Matt said looking down at his plate not making eye contact with me once and his voice was kind of weary.
"Liar, what is bugging you about showing me affection?"
"When you were listening to that Backstreet Boy song the other day, I heard you singing along and some of the lyrics stuck out to me. It made me wonder if I wasn't saying 'I love you' enough or if I wasn't showing you enough affection." Matt said deep-heartedly.
"Matt, what are you worried about that song for? It's just a song, just so happens a song I really seem to enjoy listening to." I said offensively a little.
"I just thought with me on tour for four out of the seven days, I'm not able to say 'I love you' all the time I'm supposed to and not showing you enough affection out in public like a normal fiancé would, plus John had said some things that had made me more conscious about things."
"Matt, of all people, I can't believe your the one to pull something like this. I admit it was a good day, but to think I'm that shallow to be concerned of hearing those three simple words 'I love you' or a simple kiss, much less would I use a song to get you to plan a 'special day' like this. What if I listen to a break-up song multiple times, would you think I wanted to break up with you? Thanks...." I said having tears rolling out of my eyes in anger, I stood up slamming my napkin down onto the table walking towards the other side of the ship.
"Taylor...." He yelled in that sorry type manner that men always have after they know they fucked up and caused this whole argument, I wiped my eyes going up to the railing grasping it tightly looking out into the ocean thinking about what just happened.
Matt's Point of View-
"Taylor...." I said turning in my seat seeing her storm towards the other side of the boat, I tossed my napkin down onto the table slouching in my chair running my hands through my short hair resting them on the back of my head, "I fucked up." I said softly to myself, I leant my head back resting it on the top part of the back of my chair with my hands now resting on the top of my head.
"Sir, where did the madam run off to may I ask?" Frank asked as he walked up to the table with his arms behind his back.
"I fucked up Frank."
"Sir..." Frank said as he sat down across from me, "I heard the whole conversation, might I say I agree with the young lady, you did blow it a tad out of proportion."
"Thanks captain obvious, what am I going to do now? I'm stuck on this boat with the love of my life but she absolutely hates me at the moment."
"Apologize, simple as that, your dad did make sure there was a bedroom on the boat in case he needed to stay overnight, you can always show her how much you love her more than one way."
"I'm not going to do that on this boat, it's just weird."
"Fine, but I'm just saying, if a simple apology doesn't work, that might work it's charm. Would you like me go break the ice for you?" Frank asked standing up dusting off his pants a tad and picked up the jacket that rested on the back of Taylor's seat.
"Could you?" I asked.
"No problem sir, we all need help some point with our girl problems." Frank said as he patted my bicep as he walked by carrying the jacket with him, I got up following behind him standing at the corner leaning against the wall of the cabin. I heard the footsteps of Frank going towards Taylor and him speaking after a few steps, "Ma'am." Frank said.
"Oh Frank...." Taylor said sniffling, "you scared me."
"Sorry ma'am, but the sir suggested that you wear this and so do I, being the father of three, I think a women in your state needs to be kept warm." Frank said as I heard shuffling of the jacket being wrapped around her, a few minutes later I could barely see Frank's foot out of the corner of my eye.
"Frank?" Taylor asked softly.
"Yes ma'am?" He asked turning to look back at her.
"Why do men take things so literally?"
"Like what?"
"I don't know, a song or give us everything we say we want? If I said I want a giant cookie, why would you give it to us?" She asked.
"Because us men, we want the absolute best for the woman we love, seeing them happy and having everything they want makes us feel happy and fulfilled that we were able to give them what they wanted, in a way it's always a win-win situation. You may be joking around, but we take it literally to give them the best they deserve."
"You guys take it so literally, even the most stupidest shit to make us happy and we have everything we want?"
"Pretty much, that's how arguments happen and they always seem to get resolved."
"Thanks Frank." Taylor said as Frank walked around the corner.
"Give it a few moments." Frank said, I stood there waiting a few moments before I slowly and quietly walked around the corner and up behind her, I didn't know what to say so I stood there staring at her beauty and her lightly blowing from the wind.
"You can say something." Taylor said.
"I'm sorry Taylor." I said taking a small step forward, she turned around to face me leaning back and resting her two hands on either side of her on the railing.
"Don't say sorry, Matt, why would you think I thought you didn't show me enough affection? Even if you didn't say 'I love you' or kiss me, I still knew you loved me, I know you go on tour but I know that you love me and would be home with me if you could." Taylor said defensively and she was totally right.
"I know and your right sweetie, I'm sorry I don't say 'I love you' as much as I should or kiss you as much as you like. I just want you to be happy and have the best, I want to give you all the attention and affection I could possibly give you, I feel as if I have been slacking lately." I said speaking with my hands.
"I love you Matt, I'm not the superficial type, if you don't say 'I love you' or kiss me, I know you do love me, I don't need that much affection, you should know this."
"I know and I'm sorry, but can you forgive me?" I asked nervously.
"Yes, today was a wonderful day and did it out of love." Taylor said smiling, and I smiled back, it felt like two shy awkward teens that weren't sure if they were in love.
