Rock And Roll Girlfriend, chapter 6
*Taylor's pov*
Let my hands flow through your hair
Moving closer a kiss we'll share
Those were the last things I heard before I woke up the next morning to Billie cuddled next to me and my mother banging on the door.
"Taylor Lynn get up!" my mother yelled. Oh fuck. I had to find a way to hide Billie Joe. He apparently heard my mom and mouthed "What do I do?" I grabbed his hand and tried to shove him in my closet.
"OW! You at least could move some of these shoes. You have like 100 pairs in here," Billie said in a hushed tone of voice. It was actually quite funny trying to hide him. Having a secret boyfriend is probably at times more exciting than having one that my mom approves of. Our oh so quiet giggles started to get my mother suspicious.
"Taylor, honey? Are you okay in there? I have a list of chores and other things to do as your punishment. Why don't you get started early? Then you can have one of your friends come over or go out with them. Just not that Billie Joe. He is one of those boys that would get you in trouble." My mom's remark made Billie Joe make a shocked expression.
"I'm appalled!" He exclaimed. I couldn't control my laughter.
"Taylor what is so fucking funny? Come here!"
I listened to my mother and opened the door.
"Okay hun. Here is the list of things you need to do. It shouldn't take to long." My mom dropped the list in my hand and walked out the door. Who does she think I am, fucking Cinderella?
"Hey, Billie, you can come out now." I tapped on the closet door. I was so surprised when he had opened it.
"Don't you just, like, LOVE my new look?" It was a riot. He had on my hot pink pumps and one of my camouflage mini skirts. He has my hot pink satin bra on over his shirt.
"Oh, of course. It really suits you. I have a list of chores to do. My mother thinks that I am Cinderella."
"If you are Cinderella, I must be your handsome prince." Billie Joe bowed to me. I smiled at him.
"When I am done with this extensive list, what do you want to do?"
"I know! I wanna take you somewhere. You'll love it."
"Okay," I said and started cleaning so I can go with him as soon as possible.
*Billie Joe's pov*
Taylor finished her chores in record time. No, seriously it tooke her only two hours to do the whole entire list. Amazing, huh? Taylor couldn't wait to find out where I was taking her to. I told her it was a surprise.
"Tell me!" She pleaded. She was on her knees begging. It was really funny. She started to pretend to cry.
"Nope. Sorry. You'll find out soon enough. Grab that notebook that you write your songs in. We are leaving now."
"YAY! Finally. I thought I was going to die over hear. What should I tell my mom? I know!" Taylor wrote a note to her mom.
Dear mom,
Out to the mall. I should be back in a couple of hours.
Everything is done. Don't worry!
Love, Taylor Lynn
"There. Finished. She knows I am serious when I sign using my middle name," Taylor said proudly. I threw her notebook at her. It hit her in the chest.
"Ow! My boob! What's wrong with you.?" She had her hand over her chest.
"Maybe I'll just have to kiss it better than," I said walking over to her.
"Let's just go." I put a blindfold over her eyes. I didn't want her to see where we were going until we got there. She was going to be so happy.
In the car I fumbled with the radio a bit until we found a good station. The song 'Blister in the Sun' was on. Taylor and I started to belt out the lyrics. It's great being around her because I could just be myself.
"When I'm walking I strut my stuff and I'm so strung out," We sang. Hell, we were pretty good singing together.
We pulled up to my favorite place in the world. I stepped out of the car. I grabbed both of Taylor's hands and pulled her out. We had to walk a little bit in order to get to the place that I know that she would thing seriously kicks ass.
"Here we are, "I whispered into her ear, taking in the smell of her perfume. Her skin felt so soft. All of a sudden I felt the littlest bit guilty that she wasn't supposed to be with me. What if her mother found out the truth? I want to be with her forever. I don't need to fuck this thing up right when it is just steating into something good. I remembered what Taylor said to me last night, Don't ever leave me. I need you right now I would never even have the slightest thought of breaking a promise to her, or her heart for that matter. I think I love her.
"Can I take the fucking blind fold off now? It is really starting to make my eyes itch. If my eyeliner gets all fucked up, its on your head mister!" Taylor said trying to point a finger at my. Her finger was pointed in the opposite direction since she couldn't see a thing.
As we continued walking, Taylor tripped a couple of rocks. Sometimes the poor girl tripped over her own feet. I couldn't help laughing. She tried to hit me. It was a good thing her blind fold was on because I value me not being n a coma thank-you-very-much.
"Okay babe. I'll take the blindfold off now," I said, slowly peeling it away from her eyes.
"Billie, umm where are we," she said blinking her eyes a few times.
"Christie Road."
Let my hands flow through your hair
Moving closer a kiss we'll share
Those were the last things I heard before I woke up the next morning to Billie cuddled next to me and my mother banging on the door.
"Taylor Lynn get up!" my mother yelled. Oh fuck. I had to find a way to hide Billie Joe. He apparently heard my mom and mouthed "What do I do?" I grabbed his hand and tried to shove him in my closet.
"OW! You at least could move some of these shoes. You have like 100 pairs in here," Billie said in a hushed tone of voice. It was actually quite funny trying to hide him. Having a secret boyfriend is probably at times more exciting than having one that my mom approves of. Our oh so quiet giggles started to get my mother suspicious.
"Taylor, honey? Are you okay in there? I have a list of chores and other things to do as your punishment. Why don't you get started early? Then you can have one of your friends come over or go out with them. Just not that Billie Joe. He is one of those boys that would get you in trouble." My mom's remark made Billie Joe make a shocked expression.
"I'm appalled!" He exclaimed. I couldn't control my laughter.
"Taylor what is so fucking funny? Come here!"
I listened to my mother and opened the door.
"Okay hun. Here is the list of things you need to do. It shouldn't take to long." My mom dropped the list in my hand and walked out the door. Who does she think I am, fucking Cinderella?
"Hey, Billie, you can come out now." I tapped on the closet door. I was so surprised when he had opened it.
"Don't you just, like, LOVE my new look?" It was a riot. He had on my hot pink pumps and one of my camouflage mini skirts. He has my hot pink satin bra on over his shirt.
"Oh, of course. It really suits you. I have a list of chores to do. My mother thinks that I am Cinderella."
"If you are Cinderella, I must be your handsome prince." Billie Joe bowed to me. I smiled at him.
"When I am done with this extensive list, what do you want to do?"
"I know! I wanna take you somewhere. You'll love it."
"Okay," I said and started cleaning so I can go with him as soon as possible.
*Billie Joe's pov*
Taylor finished her chores in record time. No, seriously it tooke her only two hours to do the whole entire list. Amazing, huh? Taylor couldn't wait to find out where I was taking her to. I told her it was a surprise.
"Tell me!" She pleaded. She was on her knees begging. It was really funny. She started to pretend to cry.
"Nope. Sorry. You'll find out soon enough. Grab that notebook that you write your songs in. We are leaving now."
"YAY! Finally. I thought I was going to die over hear. What should I tell my mom? I know!" Taylor wrote a note to her mom.
Dear mom,
Out to the mall. I should be back in a couple of hours.
Everything is done. Don't worry!
Love, Taylor Lynn
"There. Finished. She knows I am serious when I sign using my middle name," Taylor said proudly. I threw her notebook at her. It hit her in the chest.
"Ow! My boob! What's wrong with you.?" She had her hand over her chest.
"Maybe I'll just have to kiss it better than," I said walking over to her.
"Let's just go." I put a blindfold over her eyes. I didn't want her to see where we were going until we got there. She was going to be so happy.
In the car I fumbled with the radio a bit until we found a good station. The song 'Blister in the Sun' was on. Taylor and I started to belt out the lyrics. It's great being around her because I could just be myself.
"When I'm walking I strut my stuff and I'm so strung out," We sang. Hell, we were pretty good singing together.
We pulled up to my favorite place in the world. I stepped out of the car. I grabbed both of Taylor's hands and pulled her out. We had to walk a little bit in order to get to the place that I know that she would thing seriously kicks ass.
"Here we are, "I whispered into her ear, taking in the smell of her perfume. Her skin felt so soft. All of a sudden I felt the littlest bit guilty that she wasn't supposed to be with me. What if her mother found out the truth? I want to be with her forever. I don't need to fuck this thing up right when it is just steating into something good. I remembered what Taylor said to me last night, Don't ever leave me. I need you right now I would never even have the slightest thought of breaking a promise to her, or her heart for that matter. I think I love her.
"Can I take the fucking blind fold off now? It is really starting to make my eyes itch. If my eyeliner gets all fucked up, its on your head mister!" Taylor said trying to point a finger at my. Her finger was pointed in the opposite direction since she couldn't see a thing.
As we continued walking, Taylor tripped a couple of rocks. Sometimes the poor girl tripped over her own feet. I couldn't help laughing. She tried to hit me. It was a good thing her blind fold was on because I value me not being n a coma thank-you-very-much.
"Okay babe. I'll take the blindfold off now," I said, slowly peeling it away from her eyes.
"Billie, umm where are we," she said blinking her eyes a few times.
"Christie Road."
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