I felt as if I was being lifted from my haziness for a second and I tried to open my eyes. I was lying down, and it felt as if someone's coat was my pillow. I looked to my right side and saw a semi-familiar profile. He turned toward me, and looked at my open eyes. He began to yell to someone that I had woken up, but my head began to throb and I drifted off into fantastic dreams again.

"Hey Tay, what's up, did she come to?" Ike's voice sounded concerned and worried.

"She woke up for a second."

"How did it happen, I mean how she have not heard the scream squad?" Taylor's whole body flinched, he didn't want to answer that question.

"Ike, don't tell Mom or Dad....."

"Sure, what the heck happened?"

"She was looking across the station at something, and I noticed her, 'cause she was right by the window, and she looked American. So I was looking at her, and then she turned around and..."

"And what? You saw each other, did she recognize you or something?"

"No, she didn't know who I was, it wasn't like that at all. She just looked at me."

"And she looked at you, and what?"

"Ike, when I saw her eyes. . .we just stood there, looking at each other. I don't think she knew who I was or anything. It was just so weird, but so..... And she didn't even realize that the girls were coming until they were about five feet away from her. She looked back at me, like she was confused. Then I heard the glass almost crack and she was down."

"Yeesh, that sounds pretty sloppy, Mom'll take care of her though. You gotta get it out of your head, Paris is going to be HUGE."

"Enjoy it, I'm staying with her and Mom. I want to make sure she's okay."

"What?! Tay, it's more than making sure she's okay, and you know it! What are you going to say to her? Oh, sorry I didn't tell you that you were about to be smooshed by my little fan base? That's not fair to you, and what is she going to say, I mean, once she finds out who you are? If she didn't recognize you, then she might hate the band, and then what's going to happen? You've wasted 2 days on a girl that you don't know, who you think is hot! Tay, there's a thing called a tour going on. You shouldn't stay with her, let Mom explain if she asks. That's not fair at all."

"Ike, I CAN'T! Don't you get it? I just feel like I know her already, I haven't ever been able to have any kind of normal relationship, like you and Zac! I'm sick of that and because of the touring and ..." "Tay, your problems aren't all in the touring, and you know it." Ike cut in. "Girls don't.." "Tay, you just can't commit to a relationship for more than two weeks, stop putting the blame on everybody else. Not everybody just goes around and dates for the fun of it. I mean, just waiting around for the right girl isn't so horrible. You may call me ' romance-boy' or whatever, but that's me, and you're not me, don't try to make it up with one girl you don't know. Now is NOT a good time to start commiting -- we've already had 2 full tours, didn't you get that Zac and I don't get involved while we're on tour?" Tay sat in silence staring hard at the girl, he wanted to be with her so badly. She was more of a symbol that he could have a relationship, he wanted to try this time around. "Is this umm romance, Ike?" "God, Taylor, you really like her. I mean you really really like this girl that you've never met! You're nuts! Congrats! It'll never work!" Ike smiled at Tay. "Okay, I'm a romantic nut, thanks for the conformation." "This is so wrong, but I'm going to say it anyway....." Ike shifted in his seat, unsure if he should be honest with his younger brother. "What, grand master of romance?" Taylor lifted his long gaze to his brother, then went back to her face. Ike suddenly turned serious, and looked down at the girl's face, and pursed his lips with frustration. "Stay with her. You're going to hurt yourself if you guys are really meant for eachother and you can't be together until we're done touring, and that could be more than a year. If not then at least you'll never regret not trying to find out." Tay looked up at his older brother, and saw that Ike was serious. He sighed and looked at her again. "Okay. Just tell me I'm right on this one." "You're, ummmm how shall I say, half-ways right. You're taking a huge risk though. Just please think of what's going to happen afterward." "Ike, trust me on this, I'll try. I promise." As Taylor and Diana looked on to make sure that the girl was brought into the emergency room in downtown London, they both were uncertain of what the doctors would say. Later, after waiting an hour in the waiting room, a woman introduced herself as Dr. Lauren spoke to them outside the girl's room. "She appears to only be unconscious, and she should come out of it in a couple hours. It doesn't look too serious, she just got a nasty bump on head just in a the wrong place and on the wrong angle. She'll just need to stay awake for the next 24 hours. It's a bit longer than what we usually recommend, but this is strange that she would get knocked out the way she did. It could turn into something serious if she goes back to sleep, so keep her up for those 24 hours and she should be okay." "Thank God it's not too bad. We were really worried." Diana relaxed a little bit, and felt better that she had stayed around to hear the news. "Can we see her soon?" The only thing that could make her feel comfortable with being there would be to see that the girl was okay. "Sure, do you want to stay until she comes out of it? It could be a while, or I could give you some hotel numbers." "We'll stay here until she comes around, thanks. I don't think we'll be staying the night." Taylor started to protest, but then stopped, thinking he could deal with his mother later. They walked into the girl's room, looking around at the small, private room. "I feel terrible doing this, but I know we have to." Diana picked up the girl's bag, and opened it. "What are you doing Mom? I don't think she'd appreciate that." "Well, we have to know her name, she's Jane Doe right now." Diana brought out a case of 100 CDS, a couple books, a portable cd player, a smaller bag filled with pens and pencils, a drawing pad, a small laptop, and finally a wallet. "Okay, this is it, she's got to have some kind of ID in here." Diana open the small green wallet, and went through a couple credit cards, then she found her driver's license. "Lane Bronte, hmm she's 18, two years older than you in a couple months, and she's from the US." "Is it okay to look through her CDS?" Tay broke in his mother's concentration. "Umm sure, nothing else though." Tay leaved through Lane's CDS with approval and confusion. He knew a couple of the bands she listened to, some were his favorites too, but some he had no idea who they were. "She has got to have more than 30 Tori Amos CDS in here, I can't believe that." He thought to himself, he noted a couple really good Billy Joel albums, Janis Joplin, Ani Difranco,a bunch of Bjork, Fleetwood Mac, Stevie Nicks, and a lot of classic rock. Tay looked at the books that his mom had tossed out, "Sandman, what? Comics?" he had never heard of those before. Three hours later, Diana had gone to the ground floor of the hospital to make hotel reservations and to book a flight for Taylor and herself to Paris. Taylor, on the other hand was reading the first soft-cover Sandman collection and really enjoying it. He sat next to Lane's bed, still feeling nervous about what he was going to say to her when she came to. I finally drifted into consciousness and began to dream. I was walking around in a zoo and talking to a bright, witty zebra, I asked him what he was up to, and he replied that I should be more concerned about what I was up to. Then a huge crocodile came up and said he was going to eat me. I felt scared, I really believed him. I could practically see my poor flesh dripping off of his seductive teeth. Then the zebra told me to run, so I was running as fast as I could when I saw this great tree. The moon invited me up, so I climbed it and there was a boy on the limb next to me. I knew him, but I couldn't remember his name. So I asked him, but he just turned his blue eyes away and grew shy. Then I remembered his name! I got excited about it, and called it out. Taylor! That's it! I know your name! But it was too late, I was waking up. . . Tay sat up, thoughts raced through his mind, "She couldn't have just called my name.. that's impossible, she didn't know me before.. that's...." I rolled over on my left side and opened my eyes. It was him.

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