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Stealing Every Piece of Your Heart: Chapter 6

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Taylor Benson has just moved from Australia to London with her mother. At a One Direction signing she catches the eye of none other than Zayn Malik. What will happen after she gives him her mobile number?

CHAPTER 6.

TAYLOR’S POV

Oh SHIT!! How the hell am I going to cover that one up!?

“Oh, he asked me for it when I met him at the in store signing the other week” I lied. At this point I was completely freaking out. I nearly gave away the fact that I had a thing for Zayn. That was the one thing I didn’t want to happen

“WOW!! Tay, you’re so lucky!!” Becky practically squealed at me from the seat next beside me.

The drive home was still just as crazy. The three of us danced alone to the music that was being blasted through the speakers. I even put Reece Mastin back on since my two British friends enjoyed him so much the first time.

We all decided to go back and watch some movies at my place to calm our evening a bit. After stopping off at the local convenient store to grab our essential snack foods and drinks we finally made our way back to my apartment.

We all barged through my front door and Becky and Lucas headed straight to my sofa without any hesitation. I laughed to myself and went upstairs to get changed into some more comfortable clothes. I sat on my bed for a minute and evaluated my night. It was such a close call tonight and I didn’t know how I was going to react if my two new best friends had found out that I had somewhat of a ‘thing’ with Zayn. I slipped into a pair of grey trackies, threw on my simple black hoodie and finished my outfit with a nice pair of unicorn slippers that my best friend from back home in Australia had given to me right before I left as a going away present.

“Nice unicorns!” Lucas teased as I skipped of the last step, feeling like a ninja.

“Shut up Lucas” I teased back.

Becky had just finished talking on the phone to who I assume was her mum.

“You guys, I have to get going. My parents want me to be at home. Don’t have too much fun without me!” she said collecting her jacket and walking out the door. We said our goodbyes to Becky and made our selves comfortable on the couch.

“What movie should we watch first?” I asked Lucas who was lounging on the couch with his feet up on our newly bought coffee table.

“I dunno, how about a scary one?” he suggested

I got up from my seat and made my way to the kitchen table where the DVD’s were sitting, pushing Lucas’ legs out of my path on my way over and picked up Saw. I had seen it about a hundred times so I knew I would look like a whimp in front of him.

“What about this?” I asked as I held the DVD up in the air.

“Sounds good!” he replied

I had fallen asleep on the couch for what felt like 5 minutes but as my phone vibrated in my back pocket I had realised that I had slept through the entire movie. Checking my phone, I had noticed I had 2 unread messages from Zayn Malik.

10.47pm

<I know I’ve already said this but happy birthday again babe, I really hope you had a great night. X>

11.39pm

<What are you up to for the rest of your night? Want me to come over and we could hang out and watch some movies or something?>

I checked the time. 12.06pm. SHIT. He probably thinking that I’m ignoring him or something.

<Sorry, I fell asleep. I had a great night thanks! Even if we did nearly blow it. I’m just at home relaxing. It’s pretty late, how about another night? X >

I quickly tapped away on the keypad of my iPhone and replied back to Zayn. I looked over at Lucas who had also drifted off to sleep and threw a handful of popcorn in his direction, startling him and making him wake up in an instant.

“Did you wanna watch a less daunting movie?” I questioned Lucas, hoping that he would choose Finding Nemo or something.

He walked over to our DVD cabinet and studied his choices for a while before finally choosing The Lion King, which coincidently happened to be my favourite movie all time. I jumped up and down in my seat like a child while he put the movie into the player, pressed play and came and sat back down next to me. I had managed to stay awake for at least half the movie but I had eventually given up on keeping my eyes open. I was just too tired. Lucas was too judging by the horrid sound that was coming from his mouth. I stopped the movie and curled up to Lucas for comfort.

I guess he’s staying here for the night then. I assumed as I drifted off to sleep.

*Knock, knock, knock*

I jolted up from my spot still half asleep and walked to the front door and opened it to see a glowing Zayn Malik standing in front of me with a beautiful bunch of roses while I looked like a zombie who had been run over a few times.

“Zayn!?” What are you doing here

“Well, I thought I would come round and surprise you and take maybe take you out for breakfast or something, but it looks like you have got other plans” he said peering past me looking over at Lucas who looked just as dead as me.

“Who is it Tay?” Lucas asked from the couch

“It’s no one” I replied. “I can go and get changed if you want” I said, giving my full attention back to Zayn.

“Uhhh, no it’s okay. I uhhh changed my mind. See you later and have fun…. With him” he said with a tone of annoyance and jealousy all mixed together into one. He dropped the bunch of roses into the pot plant that sat by the front door and left in an instant.

What the hell? I thought to myself what did I even do?

** 1 NEW MESSAGE**

From twitter: @zaynmalik: Tell me anything but he’s what your missin’. If he’s the reason I couldn’t see you last night. Spare me what you’re thinkin’ and tell me a lieeeee. :(

I was confused. Did I miss something? Why was he acting so weird? I decided to text him to see if he was okay.

<Hey, what was with you this morning? Did my morning breath scare you away or something? Ahaha anyways, I hope you are okay. Bye T (: x >

I plugged my phone into its charger and went to have a shower. By this time Lucas had already gone home because he said he had too much study to do. That boy, he was always studying. I hopped out of refreshing stream of water and dried myself and made my way to my bedroom to find todays outfit. I decided on a pair of black skinnies and a peach and grey knitted jumper with a long sliver heart necklace to give my outfit its finishing touches. I pulled long brown hair up into a high pony tail allowing the remaining strands of wet hair to dry themselves. I walked over to get my phone and checked my message.

<Oh I’m fine, apart from the fact that you said you couldn’t see me last night because you were ‘relaxing’ on your own when really you were doing whatever with that guy who was in your house this morning>

Wooooaaaaaahhhhh!! Me and Lucas? He thought we did ‘whatever’? WOOOOOWW

I was shocked at Zayn's accusations. I would never go there with Lucas. I mean he is a REALLY attractive bloke but I would never ever in a million years think of anything happening to us. We haven’t even know each other for that long, but I sure as hell know its DEFINATLY long enough to

know that I would never go there. Besides, why does Zayn even care? It’s not like we’re dating each other.

Taylor: <AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA, Lucas? Really? You think we were getting it on last night!? AHAHAHAHHA you’re funny. He’s just a friend from uni, I would never even go there. It’s nice to know you care though!! (: x>

Zayn: <Oh. I’m really sorry babe. It just didn’t look right from my angle. Once again I’m sorry. Z >

Taylor: <It’s okay. But why do you get to decide whether it’s right not? Just wondering.. >

Zayn: < Well, I don’t but it’s just that…….. >

Taylor: <Just that what??>

Zayn didn’t answer my last text message and I was starting to get worried

<JUST THAT WHAAAATTTT!?>

Zayn: <JUST THAT I LIKE YOU OKAY! There I said it. I was jealous and I like you :/ >

HOOOOOOLLLLLYYYYY SHHHEEEEEIIIITTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!

Zayn freaking Malik just admitted that he had a crush on my. I had to pinch myself a few times just to confirm that I wasn’t dreaming and after nearly piercing my skin I realised I was well and truly away. I was gobsmacked. I had no idea what to reply with. I sat on my bedroom floor looking at my phone trying to figure out what to say. I paced the hallways, stared at my phone, laid on my bed, went outside, and did some more staring at my phone, more pacing, more staring. About an hour later I had finally built up my courage to reply.

Taylor: <WOW, um okay! It’s funny you say that because I think I kinda, maybe, just a little bit.. like you too :/ >

Zayn: <That’s great babe! So where does that leave us? X (: >

Taylor: <wherever you want it to (; x>

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Stealing Every Piece of Your Heart: Chapter 4

Chapter 4:

Taylor Benson has just moved from Australia to London with her mother. At a One Direction signing she catches the eye of none other than Zayn Malik. What will happen after she gives him her mobile number?

(A/N: sorry this has taken so long to upload guys, I have had writters block and Ash's internet usage is super slow. So here we are with another update YEAH BUDDY!! also, how are yiu guys liking the story so farr???? xxxx)

TAYLOR’S POV

Breakfast was really enjoyable and after sharing a massive plate of pancakes drowned in maple syrup and fresh cream topped with a bunch of strawberries, which happened to be both our favourite breakfast meals, I realised that I was starting to like this boy. This fact scared me to death. Zayn Malik I thought to myself over and over. Zayn Malik. He was 1/5 of what they call ‘the biggest boy band in the world’, he was famous and everyone knew his face. Everyone knew everything about him. What would happen if I got myself involved in all of this fame? Would everyone know my face? Would everyone know everything about me? This thought must have engulfed me so much it was noticeable because I was soon brought back to the table by Zayn waving his hand in front of my face.

“Taylor? Is everything okay?” he asked

“Yeah, everything’s fine” I replied, trying to sound as sure as I possibly could.

“Okay then” he agreed “Do you wanna get going”

“Sure” I replied as I stood up from my chair, grabbing my jacket that was hanging over the back of my chair.

I wasn’t sure where he was going to take me now and to be honest I was a little scared. I didn’t really want people to take pictures of me or find out who I was.

Zayn insisted in going to the movies but I didn’t really feel comfortable being out in public with him. I hesitated, but I agreed to go anyway because he seemed so eager to go. On the way I didn’t really say anything because all I could think about was ‘what if someone sees us, takes a photo and posts it on the internet’ ‘what if his fans see us and they hate me for taking away their boy?’

We pulled up at the cinema and Zayn quickly hopped out of the car allowing me to follow after him. I was still unsure about it, but I got out anyway.

“Taylor what’s wrong?” he asked stopping me before we walked in “You’ve been really quite and its starting to worry me”

“It’s nothing” I began. I admit, I did like Zayn. I liked him a lot and I did sort of feel bad for acting this way around him. It’s just that I was scared. I’m not the kind of person who likes people to get in my business. I like having my own privacy. “It’s just that” I continued “I don’t really feel like going to the movies”

“Well why didn’t you just say so” he laughed getting back into the car, instructing the driver to go back to his place.

His place was small and homey and it was surprisingly neat for a male’s household. As I walked in the front door, leaving my shoes behind the lounge room was to my right. The was a small three seater lounge in the centre and two reclining chairs on either side facing a giant flat screen TV, accompanied but a number of gaming consoles and their games. There was a set of stair to the left which I assumed lead to the bedrooms. There was a small living room which was right next to the lounge room and the kitchen was placed directly opposite it.  Zayn walked over and placed his belonging on the kitchen bench and made his way over the coat rack which was standing next the front door. He then walked over to me and told me to have a seat on the couch. I followed his orders as I watched him walk over to his fridge.

“Do you want anything to drink?” he asked me

“No I’m fine thanks” I replied politely

He grabbed a can of coke and came to sit next to me on the couch eyeballing my blank expression. After a long, awkward silence he decided that he was going find out what was on my mind.

“Okay, so we’re back from not going to the movies and you still haven’t said One Thing yet so I’m going to ask nicely and if you don’t tell me, I’m going to have to use my magic bad boi powers to get it out of you” he joked

I laughed at his label reference and began to talk. He had to find out one way or another.

“It’s just that..” I hesitated

“Don’t make me use my powers” he warned

“I’m just scared” I looked up at him and his big brown eyes were burning into mine with an unsure expression. This made me feel unhappy because he feelings towards were so obvious and I hated the fact that I could possibly break his heart. “You’re Zayn Malik for god’s sake, you’re famous, everyone knows who you are and I’m just not sure if I can cope with all the attention from your fans, what if they hate me? I just don’t if I can do it..” . My head was down and I was fiddling with the stitching on the inside of my sleeve. I kept my eyes glued to my hands. I just didn’t want to face his reaction. I felt his strong arms wrap around my waist from his angle. His embrace was so comforting and I never wanted to leave.

“I’m so sorry” he whispered into my ear “Taylor, I may not have known you for very long but from the very short time we have been together, I feel like you are very special to me and I don’t want to share you with the rest of the world. We can keep this to ourselves for as long as you want. I promise”

His promise was very assuring and it made me feel a little better about my feelings towards him.

ZAYN’S POV

It never really occurred to me that, she or anyone for that matter could be feeling that way about my label but it was also comforting to know that she wasn’t using me for my fame. I felt bad that I was the reason that she was feeling so down so I had an idea in mind that I thought might cheer her up a bit. I got up from my spot on the couch, went over to my stereo system and plugged in my iphone, turning on my newest favourite song  Whistle to Flo Rida which had a dancey feel and it was the perfect song for our own little party. The music began to play and I reached out my hand to Taylor, who was still situated on the couch, to come and join me.

We danced around the living room for as long as we could, jumping around, singing our hearts out and just having fun and being ourselves.  The song began to come to an end and after all of our crazy dancing we were out of breath so we flopped ourselves onto the ground next to each other, still giggling at our joyful dancing episode. Taylor had a really happy look on her face and she had the biggest smile I had ever seen. She had a beautiful smile and I was glad that she was happy again.

Without realising I had my phone on shuffle and I had no idea what the next song would be. Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran  began to play and as I looked over at her, her beautiful blue eyes were glowing in my direction. I know we haven’t know each other very long but at this moment I could feel a very indescribable feeling deep inside my guts that I have never felt before. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. We both stared into each other’s eyes for what felt like a million years, but it was actually a few minutes in reality. I have never been with someone and felt so comfortable being in complete silence. I rolled over and moved a strand of her fringe that was dangling over her pale cheeks and tucked it behind her ears, without breaking eye contact. I leaned closer to her face and I felt my stomach turn. I admit I have kissed a few girls in my time but it never felt as nerve wracking as this. As I edged closer and closer to her lips I became more and more nervous. I placed my hand on her cheek and placed my lips against hers. I felt my stomach have a little party inside, fireworks and all. Her lips we so soft and everything just felt perfect. As we broke away she laid her head on my chest and we both slowly drifted off to sleep, right in the middle of my lounge room floor.

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Stealing Every Piece of Your Heart: Chapter 3

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Taylor Benson has just moved from Australia to London with her mother. At a One Direction signing she catches the eye of none other than Zayn Malik. What will happen after she gives him her mobile number?

What an amazing date, I thought as I danced around my kitchen to JLS’ song Do You Feel What I Feel while I made a hot cuppa. I was over the moon. What an amazing guy. Wow, I really need to use more adjectives for amazing I thought to myself.

Feedback came through my iPod dock speakers signalling that my mobile which was lying next to the speakers was receiving a text message. Unlocking it as it buzzed loudly, the ID said it came from my twitter notifications. Opening the message and quickly scanning through it I nearly dropped my mobile to the floor in shock.

<@zaynmalik: Life can throw unexpected things your way. I’m glad it chose today :) xx >

Yeah, I’m not ashamed to admit I’m a pretty big One Direction fan and have their tweets sent to my phone. I set it up right before our internet was turned off in Australia before we moved. I don’t like feeling out of the loop. I should reply, what can I say that doesn’t allude to much. Opening the new message section I sent a message to Zayn.

<I’m glad it chose today too. I had an amazing night. Thank you; hope we can do it again soon? TB :) xx>

ZAYN’S POV

My phone vibrated signalling I had a new message, from Taylor. Wait, TAYLOR! I read though the message and a giant grin split across my face and a faint blush rose on my cheeks.

<Definitely, I had a lot of fun with you tonight. What are you doing tomorrow? The lads and I have the day off.>

Before I even had time to fidget or get nervous that that was asking too much too soon I got my reply.

<Working. Wish I could hang out with you though :)>

The silly smile was still plastered to my face as I thought about how I could possibly see her next as the driver pulled up to the complex of flats the lads and I live in.

<We’ll work out a time SOON. I’m back at my flat now. Sleep well xx >

I walked into my flat, toeing off my shoes and leaving them neatly at the front door. I put my wallet, sun glasses and keys on my bedside table and flopped backwards onto my large bed. I let the comforting smell of my bed overwhelm my senses as I drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

I awoke the next morning still wearing the clothes I had worn on my date with Taylor last night. Stretching out I glanced at the clock telling me it was almost 10am. I decided I wanted to see what the lads had planned for our day off.

<Lili, vas happenin? Wanna get the lads together for a movie marathon at mine? Be here >

<Haz, you and Lou wanna come to mine for a movie marathon today?>

<Nialler, having a movie day with the lads, snacks provided. Coming?>

 Getting off my bed and walking to the kitchen I set the kettle to boil and put some toast in the toaster. I sat at the breakfast bar and drank my hot tea and ate my toast. After finishing, I washed up my mug and plate and left them on the sink to dry. I returned to my bedroom to find a reply from all the lads. Awesome, they all agreed.  I quickly sent a mass reply.

<Great lads, be here at 2pm. Cya then :)>

I had a shower and threw on some comfy faded denim jeans and a simple black t-shirt. I grabbed keys, phone, wallet and placed my sun glasses on the bridge of my nose and took a final glance in the mirror. I ruffled my fringe a bit; I decided to leave my hair basically flat today. It was my day off and it would be covered by my hoodie anyway. I slipped my Black hoodie over my well-toned body and down my long tanned arms, flipping the hood over my head as I sauntered out the door.

I returned to my flat an hour and a half later with 10 bags of chips, a carton of beer and a few other random snack foods in large quantities. I put the drinks and cold food in the fridge and the food on the bench knowing it wouldn’t be worth putting it away. I flopped down on one of the large black leather couches situated in my living room and turned the TV on to some cheesy American game show only half watching it.

I was jolted awake by a massive weight landing on top of me. I blinked a few times to focus my sleepy eyes and narrowed them at the blonde Irish boy who was casually sitting on my abdomen munching on a donut. Louis and Harry were in fits of laughter looking at the older boy’s phone. I shot them a questioning look with a raised eyebrow as I struggled to get out from under Niall. I rolled off the couch causing Niall and I to fall to the floor with a loud THUMP! We started wrestling and rolling around on the floor laughing like children. Liam had sat in the corner of the couch I was just laying on laughing at Niall and I as we lay on our backs panting and trying to gasp air into our lungs between fits of laughter.

“So what do you want to watch?” I asked my four best friends.

Harry shuffled over and plonked himself in front of the TV cabinet where I kept my DVDs and Blu-ray’s. Louis stood behind him glancing over his shoulder and suddenly burst out laughing as Harry had leant back far enough to catch Lou’s eye.

“No, mate, we aren’t watching Mean Girls, again” Louis laughed. His laugh was soon joined by a chorus of loud laughs filling the room with a joyous sound and a comfortable, teasing atmosphere. Harry was even laughing as he continued to read through the titles of my collection.

“Transformers marathon?” he asked.

A chorus of “Yes”, “Sure” and “YEAH BUDDY!” sounded as I walked into the kitchen grabbing 4 beers and a bottle of Coca-Cola and the bags of chips. I returned to the living room with my hoard and distributed the drinks, receiving a grateful smile from Liam. I settled onto the 3 seater couch next to him and above Niall who was leaning against our couch in front of Liam. Louis had sat on the single arm chair and Harry had sat in his usual place on his lap.

The movie had been on for about half an hour when my mind started to wander. Many thought swirled through my mind as I sat and absently watched the movie playing. But inevitably my thoughts turned to one thing. Well, rather, someone. I shifted a little and dug my slipped my mobile out of my hoodie pocket and sent a text to Taylor.

  2.43pm

 Z:           <Hey beautiful, vas happenin? Xx>

2.47pm

T:            <Just about to leave work. wby? X>

2.49pm

<Watching a movie with the lads. My thoughts are elsewhere :)>

2.51pm

T:            <Where would that be? >

2.52pm

Z:            <Corny as it sounds, with you :$>

2.54pm

T:            <You’re right. That was corny. Haha :D>

2.55pm

T:            <It was also… sweet>

3.05pm

Z:            <Lads giving me funny looks… I think they realised I’m talking to you>

3.08pm

Harry:    <Bro, are we interrupting something? Phones off in the cinema ;)>

3.09pm

T:            <Be good. Watch your movie/s I’ll still be here when they are done xx>

Harry bounced up off Louis’ lap and grabbed my phone out of my hand before I could even react he had curled back into Louis’ chest. Shit! I wouldn’t mind betting those two fools were reading my conversation with Taylor. Harry and Lou finished and they shoved my phone deep into Harry’s pocket. “Zaynie will get his phone back when the cinema lights come back on at the end of the movie” Harry said mimicking an overly exaggerated British accent. I am never going to hear the end of this.

I was right, every time Megan Fox and Shia Labouf’s characters did something coupley the 4 lads would make jokes about “wittle Zaynie being whipped”. It would finally settle down again and I would relax a little when the onslaught would start again.

20 minutes or so before the movie would finish my stomach began to growl and so did Niall’s. I asked for his phone and ordered a couple of Pizzas that would be delivered and judging by the estimated time, they should be pretty close to the end of the movie. Niall smiled as he looked over at the phone glowing on the Pizza place’s online order form.

The movie’s credits began rolling as the doorbell buzzes its shrill chime. Niall all but sprinted the short distance to the door as I got up to clear up our empty bottles and packets. Niall walked back into the room already eating a slice of pizza happily. The leprechaun was always first to start and the last to finish, obviously tonight was no exception.  I grabbed new drinks for everyone and we decided to watch Just Go With It, a newish Adam Sandler movie that was much shorter than Transformers. Harry handed my phone back with a stern warning thatWe all settled back into out positions and watched, laughing at the jokes and the completely over the top British Accent the young girl was faking.

As the movie ended I glanced around my living room at my four best friends and slipped out my iPhone. This photo opportunity was too good to pass up. Next to me on the couch, half asleep Liam had spread out so his feet were in my lap; he was using a cushion as a pillow with it resting on top of the arm rest. Liam’s hand was gently running through Niall’s hair as the Irish lad slept. Click. I hit the Upload to twitter button and attached a tweet reading.

<@zaynmalik: Niam still going strong, just ask @Real_Liam_Payne and @NiallOfficial -twitpic->

Then I took a photo of Harry and Louis sleeping tangled together. Harry had fallen asleep on Louis lap with his hands knotted into the material of the older boy’s shirt. Haz had his head tucked in under Louis’ chin, the older had his arms wrapped around the younger’s waist to keep him secure. They looked so comfortable, as if they had done it a million times before, which they probably had. Click. I smiled and uploaded that to twitter too.

<@zaynmalik: Larry Stylinson Moment #readallaboutit –twitpic->

I couldn’t help but quote the song that that our girls thought described them so perfectly. Oh I was going to hear about this later. But for the moment I was happy and sleepy.

<You still here? I just tweeted photos of how much of a party it is here. Xx>

I carefully lifted Liam’s legs off my lap and placed them back on the couch. I walked up the hallway to get some spare blankets and returned to the lounge draping one over Lou and Harry, one over Liam and the last over Niall. I flicked off the TV and turned off the lights as I made my way to my bedroom.

T:            <Sure am, studying. Wow, such great company you have. Still it’s kinda cute. Early night?>

Z:            <Apparently, I’m trying to resist the urge to prank them>

T:            <Isn’t that Louis’ thing??? ;)>

Z:            <He’s just more constant, we all prank each other when the moment arises. Any ideas?>

T:            <I think the twitpics are bad enough. Do they get tweet alerts sent to their phones?>

Z:            <Yeah, we all do>

T:            <So won’t it be funny when they wake up to see all the trending topics you started. #readallaboutit is already no. 1 WW ;)>

Z:            <Hahaha. Management are going to flip :S>

T:            <I bet that all 10 WW trends will be 1D after this>

Z:            <No way.>

T:            <If all 10 WW are about 1D in the next 15 mins, you are taking me to   breakfast :)>

Z:            <DEAL>

Fifteen minutes passed and I checked my twitter mentions. At the very top one caught my eye.   <@taylorbenson: vas happenin @zaynmalik, hows it feel to be a trend setter? :)>   Attached was a picture showing the WWTTs: #readallaboutit #thankyouzayn #nightnightniam #1DsNotUpAllNight #1DSlumberParty "Larry Stylinson" "Niam" #vashapppeninZayn "Goodnight lads" and #DirectionerTTWWTakeover. I followed Taylor’s twitter and logged out.

  1 New Message: <so where we going for breaky? ;)>   Z:            <I know this great little cafe not far from here. Pick you up at 7am?>   T:            <Sure! Can't wait. Thanks for the follow :) wait, what do I wear?>   Z:            <Whatever. Bradford Bad Boi is gonna  turn in early. Sleep well xx>

The next morning was a blur. I remember being really excited for our breakfast. Taylor looked stunning and her long black leggings, converse and flowing 3/4 length sleeved shirt. The entire time we spent together I had to remind myself to stop staring but reality was I couldn’t keep my eyes of the stunning, kind, quirky girl who sat across the table from me sipping on her tea. 

I was falling for her. Not slowly like in the movies, but hard and fast.

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hey love! have you uploaded chapter 3 of Stealing Every Piece of Your Heart!? it's amazing and I'm so keen to read it :)

I haven't uploaded yet but probably will sometime tonight. i just got home and am finishing the chapter but Kristen needs to read it but is currently MIA. 

It will be up really soon. 

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Chapter Update: 95% complete. SO MUCH FLUFF!

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Please update the wonderful fanfic stealing every piece of your heart :)) :*** loveee yoooou

ahahha. im currently writing chapter 3 but it is almost midnight.... It'll be up tomorrow at some stage because once i finish ill send it to Kristen *(my coauthor) for her aproval. glad you like it :)

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Guess whos writting chapter 3 :D