It was almost time to leave, we'd been here for three days already, and as much as I wanted to let Taylor sleep peacefully as he was at the moment, I couldn't. I've been up since 5:30 this morning, packing and sitting by the window, reflecting on my past as I watched Tay sleep. "Tay? Sweetie?" I whispered from a distance, my voice soft but narrow. His blonde hair was mangled and his innocent look finally brought itself upon him again. As I watched him grow up through the Switzerland tabloits, I noticed that I, somehow, without knowing it, broke him of his innocence. A lot of people liked to gaze at old 1997 pictures of him, and daydream about the innocent little fourteen year old that once ruled their hearts. No one wanted to regain him now, for being the dare-devil sex symbol, they wanted the boy that would always be there for them, you could know it by looking into his photographed eyes and tell it.
"Mm?" Tay groaned, he was so tired. We haven't stepped foot out of this hotel room in three days, neither of us seeing light. Actually, if you want to know, this is the first time I've had more then just a shirt on, but maybe some of you didn't want to know that, huh?
He sturred, and I smiled to myself. It brought memories of when we were together, the day we were ripped apart by having a fun, innocent, time teasing his brother. Well, what we thought was teasing his brother anyway.
"Hun, it's almost 1:00 o'clock. We need to be home by 4:00 so we can have dinner with the guys." I told him, almost wishing I didn't need to leave this place. The Inn was beautiful but it was quite small and cozy. I got up and walked toward him, our eyes connecting and regenerating the heated passion we shared hours prior. I wish he had more time to get something started again, but I don't think I'm up for a sixth time. Would you be? I sat on the bed, and he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me down onto the bed, close to him.
"Good Morning." he said. I laughed at him, my mouth lingering against his. We breathed, in rhythm for a couple of moments before we leaned in and kissed, long and hungry. We still had that desire, and we couldn't help but not fight it.
"Morning my butt," I said, pulling away from his warm, regaining lips, "It was morning when I woke up at 5:30 this morning so we could leave after you woke up and not waste anytime getting home." Taylor laughed at my comment, and rolled his eyes, nonbelieving the fact that I awoke at 5:30 this morning. Hey, its possible. "Get out of bed." I lectured him, kissing his bottom lip and getting out of the bed, knowing that if I stood there we would get caught up in something we couldn't finish in time to be at home at 4:00.
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Davey walked down stairs, her hair pulled in a small ponytail that rested at the back of her neck. Little strains fell and whisped around her high cheek bones, her eyes sparkling in rememberance of the kisses she had with Zachary the night(s) before.
"Hey sis." Janey, her younger sister called. Janey Triston was still in high school, she was a Junior. Their parents had kicked Janey out of the house because she was too wild for them to handle, especially with the boys. Davey never asked why, she figured it was none of her business, but inside she knew she should of mentioned something. Although, oddly enough, Janey never thanked Davey for taking her in, even though they both knew it didn't have to happen the way it did. Davey never spoke up about that either, it was a waste of her breath to even bring it up.
"Morning Janey." she replied, noting the fact that her sister was sitting on the kitchen counter in her under garments. Davey tried not to let Janey know it bothered her, as she calmly walked toward the refrigerator and opened it, scanning for something that she wasn't yet, quite sure what it was. "Do you know you are sitting in your underwear, right?" she asked, trying to hide her discusted snicker.
Janey giggled, crossing her smooth, tan legs and leaning back seductively. "I really do try Dave, I really do." she replied.
"Wha-" the phone rang peircingly. Davey instantly wished it were Zac, but she knew it was a slim chance, no one but her mother and Isaac called her. Neither calling unless it was of somewhat importance. So she was now ever-so use to Janey being on the phone every moment she was awake.
"Hello?" Janey asked seducively, knowing she made herself sound like such. Davey rolled her eyes, pretending it didn't happen. She leaned over and grabbed a container of chocolate milk, not bothering to just sip it straight. Davey was clean like that, and preferred using glasses to drink. Janey knew it, and still continued to defy Dave's request. As nicely put as it was. "Davey? You want to speak to Davey? Who is this?" Janey asked, not trying to hide her shock. Davey perked, looking at her sister.
"It's none of your business who it is Janey, please don't." Davey said demandingly, although it sounded soft and weak, as it always did.
"Zac? Ohh, okay." Janey teased, pulling the phone away from her ear.
"Davey, hun, I'm waiting for an important call from Mikey, please make it quick." she handed her older sister the phone. Davey grabbed it, not happy.
"When you start paying for the phone bill, then come back and tell me to make it quick, alright hun?" she said, taking her poured glass of chocolate milk and walking upstairs into her bedroom. There was two phone-lines in the house, one was an internet phone line, and the other was a phone line for the cordless phone. Of course, Davey knew that Janey would kill the cordless, so she always kept a charged phone beneath her bed, one Janey didn't know about. And wouldn't know about. "Hello?" Dave asked, regaining her sweetness.
"Hey Dave, it's Zac."
"I noticed." Davey replied, her face falling. "Look, I'm sorry about Janey, she's my little sister and she's not use to the phone being for me, so she decided to be rude about it. But thats the first time I've stood up to her, so feel special you witnessed it."
"Alrighty then." Zac laughed, regaining the memory of why he was mainly calling. "Davey, I want to ask you something."
"Hm?"
"Are you busy tonight?" he asked.
"I don't think so. I usually let Janey stay out late on week nights, so atleast get a couple of hours to watch a movie peacefully." she added notingly.
"Great! We're having a little dinner get-together tonight, Mandy and Tay will be back at four to help us set up. I wanted to know if you and Janey could come. I think Jessica said she was bringing her boyfriend, who was bringing a guy friend. Ike told me to check with you incase you knew any girl friends that might be interested," he paused, "do you think Janey will want to come?" Davey was somewhat upset about that comment, why did he want to know? Well, actually, she knew why he wanted to know, it was because Jessica's boyfriend was bringing a friend.
"Um, are you sure you want me to invite Janey?" she questioned, sipping her milk and licking off her remaining milk mustache.
"Sure, I think that's what Jess told me to do, sorta."
"Fine, I'll go ask her, but apologize to everyone ahead of time, in case she's rude." Davey commented, taking her glass with her as she went into the kitchen.
Her sister hadn't left her position on the counter, she was muching on a cookie and twirling her hair around one finger. "Hey Janey?"
"Hmm?" Janey replied, her mouth full of mushy cookie crumbies. It was never more then crumbs that she ate, she sucked on everything, make it last longer so she wasn't as hungry as she wished she'd be. "Are you going to bite my head off, 'cz like, if you are, I, like, don't want to talk to you." Davey ignored her comment, she listened to Zac snort with laughter at her sister's comment.
"I'm not here to bite anything off, I'm on a mission." Davey told her softly. Janey raised her eye brow at her sister.
"Oh really? And what would this mission be?"
"I want to know if you'd like to come to a dinner get-together with Zac, Taylor and Mandy, Ike and their younger sister Jess,..," Janey did not look the slightest bit interested. "Her boyfriend is bringing a friend I think."
"Okay." Janey giggled, jumping off the counter. "What time? I need atleast three hours to prepare."
"What time?" Dave asked Zac, who was silent momentarily.
"4:30. 5:00 if you want to be on time." he replied, smiling.
"Quarter of five we need to be there." Davey said, compramizing.
"Ooh! Goodie!" Janey giggled, running upstairs to the bathroom. She was going to soak in essence until half an hour before they had to leave, as always, making them late.
"Okay, Davey, I need to call Mandy now, see you later, alright?" Zac said, sighing. He really hated to hang up with her, he really liked her. But now he had to call Jessica and tell her to invite her boyfriend and one of his friends.
"Fine, okay, bye-bye." Davey hung up, sighing excitidly afterward.
<- hm..which to chose? ->
