18//Lissome.

                                    

                                          
Karlie's POV
                          
     "Tay." 
                          
     "Taylor."
                          
     "Princess."
                          
     "Oh screw it." I leaned over and planted soft kisses all over Taylor's face, telling her it's time to wake up. 
                          
     "Mmm. Yes babe?" Taylor rolled over and cuddled into my chest. I wrap my arm around her to make it more comfortable. Who wouldn't want this all the time?
                          
     "I have to leave soon. I just wanted to let you know if you wanted to see me leave. You got mad at me last time I left you with just a note. Also, I have to roll you out of here anyways." I run my left arm down Taylor's back. She let out a soft sigh and put her face into the crook of my neck.
                          
     "Why do you have to leave when you could spend time with me. We won't see each other until who knows how long. Tree is going to get so angry if she finds out I was here. " Taylor tells me with her voice all muffled. I got the gist of it regardless. I'm going to have to get Taylor secretly out of here. 
                          
     "Tay."
                          
     "Yes?"
                          
     "Did you tell me you loved me last night?" I ask, very quietly to be honest. I was so close to sleep last night I wasn't sure if I was hearing things. I feel Taylor stiffen under my touch, her body growing a dark shade of red.
                          
     "I thought you were asleep... I didn't think you would hear that..." Taylor hides her face into my neck again, obviously very embarrassed that she would admit something like that. 
                          
     "Don't feel embarrassed love. It's just we're not even dating and you haven't even bought me a drink first." I nudge the older girl, and kiss her cheek. 
                          
     "I've bought you so many drinks and— you're right. We haven't even made it official. I've gotta get to work on that." Taylor puts her finger on her chin, now thinking.
                          
     "Or you could just ask me now and I'd probably ninety-nine percent say yes to you." I continue to kiss her face, as she tries to stay serious but she ends up laughing. 
                          
     "Well there's a chance you'll say no to me by one percent. I can't take a risk." Taylor continues to think of a plan. 
                          
     "Oh my God! Really? I could get rid of the one percent if you asked me." I smile down at her. I'm in love with her too. 
                          
     "It's too late for that now! I'm going to ask you with a plan in mind. It's going to be so good that you can't say no. But I'll do it when I get this problem all fixed out with trashcan." I can't but help at laugh at Taylor's snarky comment to Calvin. 
                          
     "Well I have to get up and start getting ready. I already know the answer to this, but would you like to fix my hair?" I lift her up to sit beside her. 
                          
     "What kind of question is that? I would love to!" 
                          
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     "You look so adorable. I'm glad you let me fix your hair. I think I made you too adorable and now other people will try to take me from you." Taylor sits down the curling iron and runs her hands through my hair. She worked so nice and tender,  that it was a good change from the hairstylists as usual.