TAYLOR'S POV
I quickly changed into a tank top and leggings for comfort. My music was already blaring and I knew nothing about Carl's music taste - even if I did I'd play my music. Tough shit, Gallagher.

"Taylor!" Gina called from downstairs. I went downstairs and saw Carl standing at my front door, grinning at me. I ran and hugged him, quickly letting go after remembering Gina was staring at us. We both made our way upstairs to cut the awkward encounter short.

"Uh, hey." Carl laughed, dropping his jacket and backpack on the floor.

"You okay?" I asked him, stepping towards him and letting his arms go around my hips. Carl nodded before his lips made contact with my neck, his teeth lightly nibbling the skin.

"You sure?" I sighed, my hands on his arms. He lifted his head and looked into my eyes.

"I am now." he smirked, I leaned forward and kissed his lips softly, he went to kiss more but I pulled away, winking.

CARL'S POV
Taylor removed herself from my grasp and went and sat on her bed.

"You okay with horror movies?" she asked, reaching over to grab the TV remote.

"What? Yeah." I said, confused. I watched her turn the TV on and switch to Netflix, scrolling to the 'Horror' category. I sat beside her and pulled her over to me, lifting her over one of my legs so she was leaning on my stomach. She couldn't stop giggling as I moved her and made us both comfortable.

"Satisfied, Gallagher?" she laughed, looking up and kissing my jaw. I smiled softly, cuddling her and resting my chin on her head as she tried to find a good movie.

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TYSM FOR 4K AHH ILY ALL

Idk when I'll finish this story, but I know what's going to happen. Not much has happened yet but it'll get better I swear 🌚