"I think we should go left. I have a good feeling about that." You say very sure of yourself. Taylor just shrugged. "Do you ever make any decisions?" you ask. It's really weird to be the one in control of things all the time. "Of course I do, I'm just not being rude."

You argue for a while about whether or not it would be rude of him to pick something when you stumble over a curb. Luckily Taylor caught you before you hit the ground. "Oh my god! Taylor we're out of the park!" You exclaim. He had a smirk on his lips, "See, I would have said to go right, so it's a good thing I let you decide." he said.

Laughing to you look up. "Oh my god. Taylor, your not gonna believe this." You say. This is too weird. "What?" He asks. "That's my house!" you say pointing to the peach house in front of you both.

Once you got their you had one of your parents drive you both back to the hotel so that you could get your car. "Well, it's been different." you say. "Very."Taylor agrees, nodding. He lightly kissed your cheek, squeezed your shoulder and left. It's been very different.