Jesse's POV (still)
"I love you," I breathed when she pulled back. She smiled and kissed me again.
"I love you more than you could ever love me," she said grinning. She was not going to win.
"There isn't even words to describe how I feel about you. Nothing is worthy of it," I said smirking. She frowned.
"Screw you," she muttered before kissing me again. She pushed me on the bed. "Jesse," she whispered. I looked at her. "What would you do if I told you I wanted to do that?" I smiled.
"I'd say when and where," I said softly. She smiled.
"Tonight, and you follow me to where," she said tauntingly before walking out. Dang she's sexy.
Taylor's POV
"Can we go flying?" he asked curiously. I nodded, and we both ran downstairs.
"Mom, we're going flying," I said before opening the door. She nodded. I pulled Jesse outside, and we took off.
"So, where are we going to go?" I asked curiously. He shrugged.
"Wherever we end up," he said before grabbing my hand. I looked at him, confused. He smiled. "You just fly, not even paying attention to where you're going." I nodded.
"So we're just going basically wherever," I said, basically confirming it. He nodded, and he let go of my hand. He flew above me, and he pulled me into his arms. I kept my wings out, but he was basically doing all the work.
We flew over the mountains, and over the lake. I smiled.
"I remember coming to that lake," I said pointing down to it. He nodded and landed. He had to let me go, but he instantly had his arms around me as soon as we both stopped.
"Dad would take me here to try to teach me how to fish," I explained. "It never worked. I knew how to fish, but I would just mess with him and screw it up. Once we were out in the middle of the lake, he was trying to show me how, and I caught a huge one. Like, on my pole. He tried to help me get it in, but it actually pulled him in. Mom was laughing. He just got back in and tried to show me again." I smiled at the memories. Maybe, they weren't ready for me to grow up.
"Should we get back?" he asked looking at the sky. It was getting dark.
"Probably," I said nodding. We took off.
He put me in his arms like last time, but he held me closer.
"Where did you two go?" Sami asked curiously. I smiled and we landed.
"We just went flying," I said happily. She nodded.
"Okay." We all walked inside. Jesse walked upstairs, and I
I ran into Jesse's room. He was hanging his head off the side of his bed, and he had his eyes closed.
"You know, all the blood is going to go to your head, and your heads going to explode," I teased. He sat up and looked at me.
"Hello," he said sweetly. I kissed him.
"I have the where," I whispered before kissing him again.
"Huh?" I smiled and pushed him on his bed.
"I have the where," I repeated. He nodded, understanding what I meant.
"Well, good night to you too," he said, obviously making an act. I smiled and kissed him. I walked into my room. Mom and Dad came up.
"Good night Taylor," Dad said before walking downstairs. I heard two doors shut, and I silently walked back into Jesse's room. He was hanging off the bed again looking at the door.
"You must enjoy that," I said quietly. He grinned.
"Yeah. It's actually fun," he said as he was sitting up. I smiled.
"Come on," I said pulling on his arm. He looked at me.
"Where are we going?" he asked curiously. I stared at him. "No. I mean where are we going?" I nodded.
"Pool house," I said quickly. He stared at me like I was an idiot. "You'll see." He followed me, but he was still looking at me like I was an idiot.
When we got down there, it was locked. I had luckily gotten the key. Jesse followed closely behind me. I locked the door back, and I pulled him to the back.
"You see, it has this room," I started. He looked at me. "People usually use it to change." We walked in the room, and the bed was…still in there. Jesse looked at me.
"Why is there a bed in the pool house?" he asked dumbfounded.
"Long story short, I fell asleep in the pool a lot," I said as I shut the door. He nodded.
"That would suck if your dad had a spare key and found his way in here," he muttered. I nodded and sat down.
"Jesse," I said beside him. He looked at me.
"What?" he asked as he started rubbing my arm.
"It's morning," I whispered before kissing him. He stared at me.
"Morning?" he asked, obviously shocked. "Like, what time?"
"I'm not sure, but the sun is coming up," I said sadly. He nodded, and we both got dressed. Then, we left.
"You know what would suck," Jesse said beside me.
"What?" I asked grabbing his hand.
"If your dad had some kind of camera in your room watching you." I nodded.
"Yes it would, but he probably does," I said walking through the door. Mom and Dad were still asleep. We walked upstairs.
"Five thirty," I said looking at the clock in my room. He nodded.
"I'm going to go get a little sleep," he muttered. I smiled and kissed him.
"Have fun," I said sweetly. He smiled and walked in his room.
Oh gosh. I love Jesse. If he told me to jump off a cliff and don't pop out my wings, I probably would. I would definitely do anything he told me to do that didn't involve killing myself.
We had gotten
married…we never got to tell Mattie. We still had to tell everyone
else, but when would we do that?
Three Days Later
"Oh crap," I muttered.
"What's wrong?" Jesse asked from the phone. I had called him, and he must have heard me.
"Jess, I need to talk to you," I managed to choke out.
"Uh…I'll try to get over there," he said quickly. "I'll talk to you in a few minutes." I hung up, and I walked out of the bathroom. Oh no!
Sami and Austin were in his room talking.
"So, what are your hobbies?" he asked her. I smiled and kept walking.
Kyra was on the phone with someone…
"So, Jake, tell me, what are you doing right now?" I shook my head. Jesse was right.
Jesse was there five minutes later.
"What's up?" he asked immediately. I kissed him, and he pulled back quickly. "Taylor, just get it over with."
"Jesse, I'm pregnant," I said quietly. He stared at me.
"No seriously," he said nervously. I nodded.
"I'm dead serious," I said warily. He closed his eyes.
"This is bad,"
he mumbled. I nodded, and he hugged me. "We'll figure something
out. We always do."
"Jesse," I whispered. "I'm
scared." I had never admitted that before. He kissed the top of my
head.
"Me too. Baby, we will figure this out. We'll get through this. And if we go down, we'll go down together. In the end, it'll all be worth it," he said happily. I smiled and nodded.
"Yes. It will."
The next thing I heard was Mom scream.
"Whose is this?" she yelled. I bit my lip.
"I forgot to throw it away," I hissed. Jesse kissed me.
"Should I go or stay?" he asked curiously.
"Go." I kissed
his cheek. "Love you."
"Love you too." He flew out the
window.
"Taylor, is this yours?" Mom asked storming in.
"Why would that be mine?" I asked, dumbfounded. She sighed.
"That's what I'm
curious about. Whosever it is, they're pregnant." She walked
out…dang it, dang it, dang it!
"Why did Mom just ask me if
I was pregnant?" Kyra asked curiously. I looked up at her, and she
stared at me. "Oh no." I nodded.
"Yup."
"What are you going to do?" she asked warily. I shrugged.
"We haven't figure that out yet," I answered honestly.
"This is bad," she whispered. I nodded, and she walked out.
A few minutes later,
Mom was bringing Kyra in my room.
"Okay. It's one of you
two," she said angrily. "And I want to know which one. I don't
think it's Kyra because she doesn't have a boyfriend, so I'm
leaning towards Taylor." I sighed.
"Mom—"
"Taylor, I knew it! You should have listened to Iggy! Taylor, you are sixteen!" I scowled.
"You think I don't know that?" I asked nervously. "Mom, this wasn't supposed to happen."
"Sixteen Taylor,"
she said again.
"I know Mom. But you were barely seventeen
when you first did!" I reminded her. She sighed.
"Taylor, that's not the point."
"Well, at least I was married before I lost my virginity!" I shouted. She froze.
"You're…what?" Kyra slipped out of the room, and I shut the door.
"Mom, we got married while we were in Vegas. It was my idea," I assured her. She was still frozen.
"Sixteen," she choked.
"I know Mom. But then, it seemed like the only way to stay together, and now, I'm glad we did," I said happily. "You can tell me I'm only sixteen a million times, and I know that, but Mom, this is a good thing." She gritted her teeth and walked out. I sighed and plopped down on my bed. This is going to suck.
"You're what?"
Austin asked, shocked.
"Married and pregnant," I repeated.
He started pacing.
"How are you going to tell Mom and Dad?" he asked.
"Well Mom knows, and she's probably telling Dad now," I said softly. He sighed.
"But you're only—"
"Sixteen. I know, I know!" I exclaimed.
"Taylor!" Mom yelled. I sighed.
"It was nice knowing you," I muttered before walking downstairs.
"I think you have
something to tell your father," she said once I was down there. Dad
was staring curiously at me.
"Oh come on," I pleaded. "Why
can't you and him just yell at me?" She shook her head, and I
scowled. "Fine. Dad…I'm…married."
"What?" he asked
angrily.
"And pregnant," I added. Now, he was frozen.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," he said, shaking his head. "Let me pretend you didn't just say that."
"That's not smart because in nine months it won't do you any good," I said simply. He grimaced.
"Taylor, you're—"
"Sixteen," I finished. "Yeah. I've heard. And in case you people didn't know, I've known that."
"But you're too young," Dad insisted.
"In your eyes,
maybe. Dad, I was smart enough to be married before I did anything!"
I hissed. "And besides, I'm about to be seventeen. In two weeks.
You two had just turned seventeen, and you weren't married."
"Well, everyone makes mistakes," Dad said through clenched
teeth.
"But this wasn't
a mistake," I retorted.
"Honey, we thought the same thing
when it was happening to us," Mom said gently.
"Well, if there's ever a day I see this as a mistake, it'll come in the very far future. But right now, it's a little too late to do anything," I reminded them. They both sighed. "Listen. I do agree that leaving was a mistake, but if we hadn't left, we wouldn't get to be together. Well, we would have, because we were planning this before we left, but that's not the point." They gaped at me.
"What?" Mom asked quietly.
"Mom, I love him, okay? What would you do if your parents told you that you couldn't ever see Dad again? And Dad, your parents said the same thing?" I asked, trying to make them feel bad.
"I would…do the same thing," Mom muttered. Dad sighed and nodded.
"So you see my side of this," I said happily. They nodded, and I kissed their cheeks. "I know this may seem like a mistake to you two because we're only sixteen, but it isn't." I happily walked back upstairs.
Jesse called.
"So, did she figure it out?" he asked nervously. I sighed.
"Yeah. Then I had
to tell Dad. Oh. Austin and Kyra know too," I informed him. He
sighed.
"Great."
"Yeah. So, now we just have to tell your parents. Have you told anyone?"
"Jake. He basically guessed by how I was nervous and pacing," he said quietly.
"Well, do you want me over there when you tell them?" I asked curiously.
"No. I can do
this," he said taking a deep breath. "I love you."
"I
love you too. Good luck. I hope yours goes better than mine." He
chuckled.
"Bye." He hung up.
"Bye," I whispered into the empty receiver. This was going to get interesting. Oh crap. What about school? What are we going to say? Hey, we're married, and I'm with child? Or, I'm with child? Either way, they had to know I was with child. I was going to get fat! I wish Mattie were here to help me out…Mattie.