"Don’t you see that you mean everything to me Bay. I’ve been away for six months. Is that all it’ll take for us to stop being friends? I don’t understand why you’re being like this. Please tell me." Taylor said. He touched me on the arm and I wanted to pull away, but didn’t in case I hurt him even more.
"Tay, it’s different now okay. Around here you’re the kid that chose money over us. His friends. You never wrote, you never called. Hell, you never said hi to me when you were on TV like you promised me!" I said calmly.
"I’m sorry...it just...You don’t know what I’ve been through!" Taylor sobbed.
"Well tell me Tay, tell me what you’ve been through! Me, I’ve been in here nearly the whole time, thinking about...kicking myself for even believing you." I snarled. I thought about how bitchy I sounded, but I didn’t care. He hurt me and it was my turn to hurt him.
"I didn’t mean to not contact you Bay, you don’t know how rough it got. I’d be up at 5am and go to bed at 11pm. Only half the time, I can’t get to sleep on the bus, thinking about how I was too young for this. Bay, don’t treat me like I’m different, I’m still Taylor Hanson." He said. I tried hard to believe him. I knew he wouldn’t lie to me.
"I’m sorry Tay. I’ve been so self involved, that I don’t really think about what the other peoplr might be feeling." I said slowly and carefully.
Taylor looked up at me and moved so close, that it took me a second to focus on him. His blue eyes bore into mine and then our lips connected. It wasn’t a big deal, it was the first time for the both of us and it was nothing but a short peck.