What Happened to 'Love'? (Taylor Lautner Love Story)

What Happened to 'Love'? (Taylor Lautner Love Story)

This is my first story ever written on Quibblo! I began writing it in a notebook and decided to post it on here one night. :)

Sad disclaimer: This story belongs to me, Ivana, and no one else!

Enjoii ;)

Chapter 10

I finally am continuing this story! EVERYBODY MAMBO! :D

by: MrsRadke
(A/N: We're gonna say that it's 2011 in the story, okay? It'll just make things alot easier on me. Well say it's around........ ummm I don't know what month maybe July? But fake like they are done filming Breaking Dawn even if they aren't. Oh, and by the way, read the authors note at the bottom aswell, it's important. Okay go.)







The next morning I woke up feeling happy; happier than I had felt in a long time.

I sat up and grabbed my phone off of the nightstand beside my bed. When I checked it I noticed I had four texts, all from Taylor. I smiled to myself.

T: Morning :)
T: Wanna hang today?
T: U there Tyler?
T: 0.o text me I'm worried....

I laughed at his concern,

K: Relax, Lautner, I'm fine. :P I was asleep
T: Oh, my bad lol
K: Nah, ur fine
T: I know I am :D
K: Not like that xD
T: Yeah I know, I'm jk. Anyways, wanna come over to my place today? My moms been askin me when shes gonna get 2 c ya
K: Oh yeah! I haven't seen her in 4eva! But can u pick me up? I still can't drive....
T: Np. Let's say..... be at ur house in 5?
K: Wat? Dude, u live almost an hour away
T: Yup, that's true
K: So how would you.....?
T: Just go downstairs and open ur front door

I put my phone down carefully and got off of the bed. I walked down the stairs and to the front door. When I opened it I saw Taylor with his hands behind his back.

"What are you---" I began to say, but he cut me off by spraying my whole body with blue silly string. I just had to stand there and take because I knew I'd never be able to get away fast enough with my cast on.
When the can was empty he looked at me with an accomplished smile on his face.

"You're retarded, Taylor." I said as I laughed. He joined in with me, "I'm sorry. I found it in the back seat of my car and couldn't resist." he said coming closer and helping me pick it off.

"The blue does look good on you though." he said.

"Mhmm....." I said as I continued laughing.

When all of it was on the floor I could actually talk without giggling, "so how'd you get here so fast?" I asked.

"Oh, I go to the gym about 15 minutes away from here and I just decided to come over after I finished."

"That explains why you smell like a gym locker." I joked.

"Very funny, Kimmy." he said coming a little closer so we were pressed up against each other. He leaned in to kiss me but I backed up. He looked taken back, "not today, muscle man. I don't feel you're worthy of my kisses." I said with a smile on my face.

"And why might that be?" he asked as he wrapped both arms around me so I couldn't get away.

"You sprayed me with silly string!" I said.

"Well I'm sorry."

"No you're not. You wouldn't have done it in the first place if you were sorry." I said giggling a bit. I tried squirming out of his hold, but he was too strong. He leaned down once again to kiss me, and I actually let him this time.
He was trying to be gentle but I actually wanted the kiss to be urgent for once. I slowly slipped my tounge inside his mouth and swirled it around. I could tell he was a little surprised, but didn't complain. He hands move down to my waist and held it tightly.

"Oh, get a room!" Elliot said as he came down the stairs. I laughed as I pulled away, "shut up, Eli."

He ignored me and spoke directly to Taylor, "hey, keep your hands off her, buddy; she's a lady." he said smirking as he rounded the corner to the kitchen.

"As if." Taylor said when he was out of sight. I hit him on the chest and went back upstairs to get ready.


At Taylor's house

We pulled into the driveway of his house, which was just as I remembered it many years ago. I smiled as he came and opened my door to help me out of the car.

He helped me up the porch steps and into the grand house.

When we walked inside I noticed that the only thing that really changed was the color of the walls, everything else was exactly the same.

"Taylor?" I heard a filmiliar voice call from the kitchen.

"Yeah, Mom." Taylor replied. He motioned for me to follow him into the other room.

"Hey Mom, I brought someone you might remember." he said. She turned around to face up, her eyes widening when she saw me, "Kimberly?" she questioned, in total shock. I nodded and smiled.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, she rushed over to hug me, "you're so grown up! I mean, I haven't seen you in years!" she said, releasing me.

"I know, it's really nice to see you again too." I said.

"Well I'm gonna start lunch, so you're welcome to stay if you'd like." she offered.

"Yeah, that'd be great."

She smiled at me and turned back around to what she was doing.

"Wanna go up to my room?" Taylor whispered to me.

"Uh, sure." I said. He took my hand and lead me up a long staircase. We walked down a wide hallway and turned into a bedroom, his bedroom, obviously.
I looked around at everything that was in there; this was definately a teenage boys bedroom. There was a whole bunch of posters of cars and girls on the walls, and there was a desk with a whole bunch of magazines and laptop on it. And next to his king size bed, sitting on the nightstand, was a framed picture of him and me when we were about 6 or 7. I let go of his hand and picked up the picture, "how long have you had this?" I asked.

He came over and put his arm on my waist, "since it was taken. It's always been sitting there." he said. Then he opened the draw to the nightstand and I saw a whole bunch of other pictures of us. And even some stuff I gave him when we were younger, including notes, stuffed animals and everything in between. I didn't know whether to smile or be afraid.

He laughed at my expression, "I'm really not a stalker or anything. And I swear I haven't been creeping on you. I just kept everything form when we were younger." he said.

"But....... why?" I asked stupidly.

He looked me in the eyes, "I wasn't kidding around when I said I loved you. I always have and always will." he said, pulling me over so we were sitting on his bed. He continued talking, "and you may not feel the exact same way, but that won't change how I think about you." he finished.

I honestly didn't know what to say. My mind was battling back and forth on whether or not to say the same to him.

'If you love him, tell him! He's all you ever wanted in a guy, and he's the only guy you will ever want! Tell him now!' I thought on one side of my mind.

'No! Love is something serious! Don't tell him you do if you're still having doubts about yourselves as a couple!' the other side of my mind argued.

"Look, Taylor. I know you love me, but----"






(A/N: Please don't kill me! I knwo it's been like 6 or 7 months since I last posted anything for this story! I'm so sorry, but I couldn't think of anything! But now, I thought of a whole bunch of stuff so I guess I'm getting back on track with this then. :D Anyways, it's finally here and I want to thank all of you guys who pushed me to keep writing this; I'm glad you did and I thank you emensly for it! Haha, big words...... Lol, so please rate, comment, leave ideas, favorite, FR, and I think that's it! See you guys when the next chapter comes out! [And I promise it won't take half a year this time! Lmao] :P)

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