𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 - 𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘰𝘳 𝘫𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘭

𝐢𝐯. an aftermath

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it was 6:38AM.

i hadn't been able to sleep all night.

my mind was stuck on one thing.

taylor was sleeping beside me, also, how does someone look pretty even when they're sleeping? what's the sorcery?

but, since i couldn't sleep, i went to go talk to steven, as i knew he would be awake.

when i walked in his room, he was awake, but wearing,

space pj's?

"gosh, you scared me el!" steven told me, shocked i was in his room at six am.

"hey steven, look, i need advice." i said, sitting on his bed.

"yeah, what?" steven asked me.

"so you know how i've kinda had a crush on taylor since i was thirteen." i said, laying down and staring at the ceiling.

"yeah, why?" he told me.

"so uhm, last night i was at the beach and, uhm, taylor came, and we like, kissed." i said, nervously.

"what!?" he said, laughing.

"shut up, now what do i do!" i told him, exasperated.

"okay, well, just tell her how you feel." steven said, shrugging.

"you are a terrible therapist!" i said.

"sorry." steven said, sarcastically.

"i have this female urge to go make out with someone on the beach like you did with shayla." i told him.

"how do you know about that?" he said, shocked.

"shayla told me, you guys are super cute." i said.

"seriously?" he said, more to himself.

"yeah, now give me advice! otherwise ill tell everyone that you still have those dumb pj's!" i said.

"hey! they're comfortable!" steven argued, "but, just give her hints, i mean, subtle ones."

"i should've gone to jeremiah instead." i grumbled.

but before he could reply, i told him,"you know what? i'm going, bye!"

"wait! el!" steven said, but i had walked out already.

walking back into my bedroom, i grabbed my phone and saw taylor wasn't in the room.

it was only 6:46AM, so she probably went to the bathroom.

i took of my top, and tried to find something to wear.

while i was looking, a voice spoke behind me.

"blue top, it brings out your eyes." she said.

"gosh! taylor! a warning?" i said, covering myself.

"we're both girls els, you'll be fine." she said, staring me up and down, causing me to get flustered.

"anyway, and this skirt." taylor told me, handing me the top and skirt.

"uhm, thanks." i said, turning to put it on.

moving across my room totally the mirror, i stared at myself.

"cute!" taylor said, appearing behind me.

"thank you," i told her, now going to sit on my bed.

"now, what should i wear?" taylor asked, gesturing for me to come over to her.