Callista
"Alright you two break it up before I puke my dinner up on you." Noah's nauseating voice permeated the bubble that Taylor and I were floating in. I was really getting sick and tired of him purposely ruining my moments with Taylor.
Taylor reluctantly pulled away and I rested my head on his chest, I could feel his heart racing, just as mine was. I was still in his lap and most definitely did not intend to get up unless my room was burning down around me. As it turned out there was no fire any where besides the fireplace, so I was quite comfortable, much to Noah's apparent chagrin. I could feel him lightly kiss the top of my head through my hair, I smiled in spite of myself.
"What do you want genius?" I asked letting my rage fly along with my words.
"We're leaving in about 10 minutes and I just wanted to let Taylor get ready. That and let him find away to get that vacuum attachment that I am forced to call a cousin, off of his face."
"Wow, you are so funny. Noah get out of my room, now. You are not welcome in here and if you don't leave I will be forced to beat the living fuck out of you."
"Ooh, getting violent are you? I bet you don't touch me, you probably call your Daddy or something."
"He would kill you too. My dad is just looking for a reason to get you, please. And Noah do you honestly think that after all of my workouts and kickboxing classes that I wouldn't hurt you. Get out, now�"
"Now, you starting with me, that is something I'd like to see. I think I'll stick around for that one."
I stood up and was about 2 inches away from Noah when Taylor grabbed a hold of my arms and spun me around to face him. The look in his eyes said it all�he didn't want to see me fight with Noah. We both meant too much to him, Noah as his best-friend and me as, well hopefully more. If the two of us fought then he would be forced to chose sides and I knew that he wanted to do that less then he wanted to clean a public bathroom floor with his tongue. I kissed him quickly and gently on the lips and then proceeded to whisper in his ear.
"Taylor, I'm sorry. This is totally immature of me."
He smiled faintly and then he turned to Noah.
"Noah, leave her alone will you. I'm not picking sides in this apparently never ending battle but please don't fight with her when I'm around. It's really hard because I care about the both of you." HE begged and I could hear the mild sincerity in his voice. This was what he really wanted and I could only hope that Noah would sense it too and leave him alone.
"Fine, I'll hold this until later but only because I like you, not because I care about her feelings�" he turned and headed toward the door, "We're leaving in about 5 minutes now so I suggest that you get moving."
"Yeah, I'm going, relax yourself." Taylor muttered, facing me again.
I could hear Noah mutter, "Man Tay, she's got you whipped already!" under his breath. I had to restrain myself from going over and decking him.
"When am I gonna see you again?" he whispered.
"Taylor, don't worry. You'll be here again first thing tomorrow morning. We'll be spending the next week or so together I'll see you a lot. Lets take everything one step at a time."
"If that's the way you want it�" he trailed off and took one step toward me. His lips met mine and I got lost in his taste. Before I knew it we were forced to part because Uncle Steve wanted to go, actually it was because Aunt Joann wanted to go before Uncle Steve had a chance to get much more drunk. He pulled away and whispered one last thing in my ear before leaving me for on eof the longest nights I've ever logged in my life.
"That was one step, I'll be back tomorrow, don't miss me too much. I love you."