Chapter 5- Back Together
~*Manda’s Point Of View*~
I’d forgotten how good it felt to sleep in Taylor’s arms. They made me feel so safe and warm. He was very cuddly, and being so much taller than me added to the whole feeling protected thing. I loved that. I loved him. I loved everything. Everything just seemed so much better now that we were back together. The sun streaming in through the blinds seemed brighter, the birds sounded chirpier, is that a word? I don’t think so, oh well, what does it matter when your in love? I smiled as Taylor kissed my shoulder, and then turned around to kiss him on the lips.
"Morning" I said with a smile playing on my lips.
"Oh my god what time is it?" He asked with this dead serious look on his face.
"9:00." I said looking at the clock. " Why?"
"You’re up and smiling about it at 9:00 in the morning. Ok who are you and what have you done with my girlfriend?" I giggled at his comment. I was never much of a morning person, but I was ecstatic about getting back together with him.
" I’m just happy about getting back together with you."
" Oh... ok, well then what do you want to do today?"
" Lay here all just being together then go out to dinner to celebrate being back together."
" Ok." I giggled again, I hadn’t been serious, but ok.
" I wasn’t serious you know." I said.
" Damn. I was looking forward to it too."
" Well, nothing says that we can’t spend the day in here laying in bed and then go to dinner."
" True, although I am kinda hungry, so I’m gonna go make us breakfast and then I’ll be back in about ten minutes and we can spend the rest of the day in bed."
" Ok, sounds great." I sighed a contented sigh as I watched him leave the room. I was a very lucky person. I just hoped that everything would work out this time. I still had some doubts but I decided to push them to the back of my mind and take a chance on love. He came back about ten minutes later, as promised.
" Mmm... that smells wonderful. What’d you make?"
" French Toast and scrambled eggs." He said while sitting down on the bed with the tray.
" Sounds great." I picked up a fork and took a bite of the scrambled eggs. They tasted like heaven.
" How are they?"
" Wonderful."
I loved watching Amanda eat. She’d get this look on her face everytime she ate something she liked. She looked as though she was taking a bite of heaven. It was cute. We lay in eachother’s arms for the rest of the day, just talking about everything and nothing all at once. It felt so good to be like that with her again. Around 2:00 we turned on the stereo to listen to music. ‘Never Let Go’ was playing. I was expecting to see tears well up in Amanda’s eyes, like I’d seen so many times before, but none came. She just smiled at me and snuggled closer. The next time I looked at the clock it was 4:00. When I’d gone out to make breakfast I’d called the ‘Hardrock Café’ to ask them to save a table for me and Amanda in the back, so that we wouldn’t be hassled by fans. I figured that we should go somewhere fun for our first official night back together.
" Why don’t you go ahead and get ready for dinner."
" Where are we going?"
" That is for me to know and for you to find out."
" What should I wear?"
" Whatever you want."
" Well, gee thanks for the big help Taylor." She said swatting at my arm.
" You’re very welcome." She stuck her tongue out at me. I had to smile at that.
" Don’t stick it out unless you’re gonna use it."
" GRRRRR... I’m gonna go take a shower."
After my shower I got dressed in a pair of khaki corduroys, my black ‘scandalous’ shirt, and my black belt. I put on my make-up and by the time I was done it was about 5:30. I went out to living room to find Taylor watching TRL.
" I thought you hated this show?"
" Nothing else was on. You look great."
" Thanks, so do you. Ready to go?"
" Yeah, just let me grab my keys and then we can leave." He grabbed his keys off the coffee table and then we headed downstairs to his car.
" So are you gonna tell me where we’re going?"
" No, it’s a surprise." I scowled at him.
" Meanie." He just laughed at me. I leaned over and turned on the radio, the latest N’sync song was playing. I hated N’Sync but decided to listen to it anyways.
" Do we have to listen to this song?"
" Yes."
" Why?"
" Because I don’t feel like playing to radio roulette."
"Grrr... fine." I smiled at him and then leaned back in my seat. I sighed when we got to a traffic jam. It was normal for Atlanta traffic, but I still hated it, especially when I was starving. Right now I didn’t care what special place Taylor had chosen. I just wanted food. Hell, I would have been just as content going to the Varsity and getting a cheeseburger. Eventually the traffic started moving and we drove into downtown Atlanta. He drove into a parking garage and then we walked to the restaurant. I was so busy talking to Taylor that I hadn‘t realized that we were at the Hardrock until we walked inside.
