Chapter 12: I Want You Bad
Complicated, X-rated, I want you bad
Music to read by: "I Want You Bad" by The Offspring

If you could only read my mind
you would know I've been waiting so long
For someone almost just like you
but with attitude, I'm waiting, so come on

I want you in a vinyl suit, I want you bad
Complicated, X-rated, I want you bad

"I want ice cream!" Zac exclaimed, running toward the cart like a 5 year old, dragging Mel with him. "Should we get chocolate chip cookie dough or mint chocolate chip?"
"I dunno, Im not big on chocolate chips in my ice cream, its  having to bite ice cream that throws off my tastebud aura" Mel analized.
"Hmmm.....good point. But what should we get then?"
As Zac and Mel pondered the endless ice cream possibilites, Taylor simply ordered double chocolate with 2 spoons. Taylor and I made our way over to sit at the fountain and wait for the cute couple. We watched them feed samples to each other until they finally decided what they wanted. "Imagine them trying to decide on a house, much less ice cream." Tay laughed. They finally ordered and walked over to join us. It was a beautiful late March day and there was a cool breeze. When we got to the park, Tay and I layed next to each other under a tree staring up at the clouds. I think Zac and Mel were playing frisbee, where they got it from is a mystery. "I think that one is a turtle with a 'fro and a pet lizard."
"How do you figure?" I argued, "Its an elephant."
"Just 'an elephant'? Is that the most creative thing you can come up with here, at least mine had a pet lizard."
"I guess it was a little lacking. Hey, that one looks like the KFC Colonel" I said pointing up to the
sky. "I used to do this all the time when I was little."
While I was ranting on about how simple life was when school consisted of finger painting, naps and snack time, Taylor was laying on his side, proped up on his elbow, just watching me. Part of me was glad Joey couldn't join us. I looked over at him, he had a sweet smile on his face. I moved a small piece of hair out from in front of his eyes and tucked it behind his ear. He took my hand and laced our fingers together. I closed my eyes and recounted what all had happened in the past 3 weeks, since he came into my life.
"You still have my shirt." He said, breaking the silence.
"I told you, its not your shirt, its rightfully mine." I rebutted
"Only because I thought you were cute and let you have it."
"whatever, thats just a lame excuse tied in with a complement to make me think youre just utterly adorable."
"Well, its working isn't it?" And he kissed me.
"um....." I said unsurely. And he kissed me again. He has these sweet wet kisses. I could taste the flavor of chocolate and altoids in his mouth. He moved closer to me, enveloping me in his arms. He smelled like cinnamon and coffee. Why did that combination smell so familiar? I could stay like this forever. He looked up from kissing my neck, gave me a sweet smile and gently kissed my nose.
"You taste like chocolate" he told me. "Audrey,"
"Yes Taylor"
"I think...I love you. "
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