The Jaylor

NEW STORY YOU GUYS!

Wed, 28 Dec 2011 19:22:25 -0500

I’m so excited for this new story. It’s pretty simple and might be just under ten chapters, but we never know. I hope you like it! -Ali

Taylor’s hair whipped past her face as she watched Joe run in front of her. “Hurry up, you’re taking so long!” Taylor gripped her coat tighter as she stepped onto the sand. Joe ran towards the water and held his arms out. Taylor smiled at the moment and took out her Polaroid camera, she snapped a photo. “Stop taking pictures and get over here!” Joe was yelling to her. Taylor walked towards her best friend as she shook her head. She held out the newly produced picture out to Joe. “Sorry I took so long, I had to take this.” He grabbed the photo and nodded. “Not bad, not bad.” Joe laid out a blanket on the sand and sat down. Taylor sat down beside him. They did this yearly, every New Year’s Eve, since Taylor could remember. They would sit at the beach and just talk, talk about their year, talk about anything. Taylor loved doing this. She looked out at the horizon and smiled, they had been doing this for 14 years now. “What do you want this year Taylor, we’re 22 years old and we should do something exciting.” Taylor laid down beside her and sighed. “Finish college.” Joe laughed. “No, we’ll do that. I mean, like traveling, or going on that cruise to the Bahamas, or I don’t know. You and I haven’t done anything like that in a while.” Taylor stretched out her arms. “Alright, so let’s go to the Bahamas.” Taylor laughed. Joe sat up again and looked down at her. “I’m serious Tay. You know what you should do?” Taylor looked at him questionably. “You should get a boyfriend. Yeah, Taylor, you should!” Taylor sat up too. “I’m too busy for that. Besides, whenever I date a person you never like them.” Joe shrugged. “You always want to date idiots.” Taylor knew how right he was though. Dating was not Taylor’s cup of tea though. “What about you? Why don’t you get yourself a girlfriend. I haven’t seen you out with a girl in ages.” Taylor waited for his smart remark but it never happened. Instead she had a pretty good shock. “Ok, well, it’s cause I’ve been trying to tell this girl that I like her but it’s taking me ages.” Taylor raised her eyebrow at him. “Ok…TaylorwouldyougooutwithmesometimecauseIlikeyoualotandIneverknewhowtotellyou.” Taylor took a few moments to take it all in. Joe looked away from her as he waited. Taylor took a deep breath in. “You better take me out somewhere nice if you like me that much.” Joe turned to her and smiled. Taylor wanted to test this out, Joe was a great person and better yet, he knew exactly how she was. “We need to talk about this though, you know what I think about friendships into relationships.” Joe bit his lip. “Alright, so do you want to stay here any longer or do you want to go?” Taylor laid back down. “Just because you said that doesn’t change our tradition Joe.” Joe laid back down too. They stayed there until the sun set. They didn’t talk, didn’t move, they just sat there, happy to know they were right beside each other in that moment.

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Sun, 25 Dec 2011 22:11:43 -0500

A one-shot idea. It has 2 parts. Enjoy! -June Taylor strung up a set of lights around the Christmas...

Sun, 25 Dec 2011 21:00:00 -0500

A one-shot idea. It has 2 parts. Enjoy! -June

Taylor strung up a set of lights around the Christmas tree. She jumped off of the ladder and stood back to look at all her hard work. “Wow Tay, you outdid yourself this year.” Her best friend Abigail said, stuffing a gingerbread cookie in her mouth. “I wanted it to be perfect. You think he’ll like it?” Abigail nodded. “Joe will love it. He’ll need some pretty things to look at.” Taylor fixed an ornament and smiled. “I can’t believe he’s home for Christmas.” Joe had been off overseas fighting for their country. He had been gone now for 1 year and 4 months and Taylor was ready for him to come home. She had had a rough 16 months without him, some days were better than others. The first month he had left all she remembered was staying up thinking and praying for him to be safe. Taylor would randomly feel helpless that she couldn’t be by his side and protect him. But that was all changing now. “I should get going, you want me to come when you pick him up tomorrow?” Abigail asked as she gathered her belongings. “I think I can handle it. I’ll see you though.” Taylor hugged Abigail as she left the condo. They said their goodbyes and Taylor closed her door. She sat down on her couch and watched her kitten climb into her lap. “Daddy’s coming home Meredith!” Her kitten meowed. Taylor smiled. Her television was on but all she thought of was the day Joe had left.

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Taylor woke up to her alarm clock going off. She slammed it shut and stretched. She felt the other side of the bed was empty. She sat up and looked at were Joe was supposed to be, instead of Joe there was a letter. Taylor unfolded it and read it.

Dear Taylor,

I didn’t want to wake you up from your sleep. I’m probably on my flight to Iraq by the time you wake up, but if you got up early, my flight leaves at 7:30. Taylor I love you with everything I have. I’ll be home before you know it. I love you so much.

Joe

Taylor’s eyes had swell up with tears. She looked at her clock, it was 7:25. She had time right? She jumped out of her bed and didn’t bother to clean herself up. She ran downstairs and grabbed her keys. She ran to her car and was off towards the airport. When she got there it was 7:30. Still time, she thought. He could still be getting a security check right? Taylor dashed into the airport, running around trying to find Joe. She tried to look it up on the monitors but couldn’t remember what flight he was on. Her heart raced as she sped up the escalator. She jammed her way between people and luggage. Taylor ran to a man dressed in an Army uniform. “Excuse me, but do you know anybody named Joe Jonas?” The man furrowed his brow then smiled. “Ah, Jonas! Yes, he had a little problem with security and we can’t leave without him. He should be over there.” He pointed to a crowded area of the airport. “Good luck trying to find him.” He yelled as Taylor dashed through the crowd. “Joe, JOE!” She was yelling his name. She made her way to the front of the crowd to see Joe beginning to go through the gates towards the plane. “JOE!” She cried out. Joe turned around and smiled. He dropped his things and they ran towards each other. He picked her up as he kissed her. They didn’t let go of each other even when they pulled away. “I thought you were sleeping in.” Joe chuckled. “I wasn’t going to let you go without me saying goodbye to you.” Taylor had tears in her eyes. “Please come home to me, okay. I need you in my life Joe, promise.” Joe kissed her forehead. “I promise. I love you Tay.” Joe let Taylor go and picked up his things. “Jonas, let’s go.” A man yelled at Joe. “Coming.” Joe kissed Taylor one last time. “I love you.” Joe whispered to her. Taylor nodded. “I love you too.” And with that, Joe turned around and left. Taylor waited until she couldn’t see him anymore to leave. By that time the crowd had dispersed. Taylor had never felt so alone in her life before.

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Taylor woke the next morning ecstatic. She danced around her house as she got ready for Joe’s arrival. It was still pretty early so she had time to lounge around. She turned the television on to the news. Her T.V. began flashing bright colors and an announcer had a very serious tone. “This morning we are just learning of a plane carrying hundreds of our troops has had an emergency landing. The plane was supposed to land here in the next hour or so had a engine meltdown and we are now learning that there are many injured. Everyone has been called to the scene to asses the damage. We will cover the story as it unfolds.” Taylor’s heart sank. This couldn’t be happening, this was supposed to be a happy occasion. It was so close to Christmas and everything. Joe was supposed to come home. She didn’t know what to do. She continued to watch the screen. It flashed images of the site and of the soldiers running off of the plane. The camera now panned to a group of men standing there, coughing. Taylor tried her best to see if any of them were Joe. Her heart raced. She wanted to be there. She grabbed her keys and her coat. She didn’t know where she was going, but she had to go somewhere.

It's Christmas. A Jaylor One-Shot.

Fri, 23 Dec 2011 23:27:00 -0500

Joe had never seen Taylor so drunk before. He helped her through the door as she sang Christmas carols. “Jingle bells, Jingle bells, JINGLE AAALLLL THE WAAAY!” Joe couldn’t help but laugh as he watched her fall onto his couch. Taylor had had a little too much fun at the Christmas party earlier. He wasn’t going to let anyone he didn’t trust take her home. He was especially not letting her drive home. “Joe sing with me!” She yelled. Joe chuckled. “Taylor, you need to calm down, ok?” Taylor frowned, her hair a huge mess in her face. “ Did you see Camilla tonight Joe? She wouldn’t stop looking at you.” Joe nodded, half ignoring her, half laughing at her. She got up and began to walk around his condo. “You have such a nice place Joey.” Joe stood up too following her into his kitchen. Joe watched as she went through his fridge trying to find something to eat. She looked at him and frowned again. “You have no food.” Joe shrugged. “We can order something if you want.” Taylor walked towards him and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I miss you Joe.” She had gotten serious, it was as if she was sober. “If I weren’t drunk you would never have heard that from me. You miss me too?” Joe nodded. “Yes, I miss you too.” Taylor yawned and kissed his cheek. “Don’t take advantage of me Joe.” Taylor said pointing to herself. “I wouldn’t do that to you.” Taylor giggled. “I’m drunk and you’re a boy, I know how it works.” Taylor threw off her shoes as she began to walk towards a room. “Here, I’ll show you to a room.” Taylor waved him off. She walked straight into his room and got in his bed. “Are you coming?” Joe shook his head. “I think I’ll sleep somewhere else tonight.” Taylor pushed her hair back behind her ear. She rubbed her eyes whenever she was tired, which Joe loved. “Please.” She didn’t have to ask twice. He sat down beside her. “Do you remember when we used to do this? Remember when we used to watch movies until you fell asleep and when you woke up I would still be watching movies.” Taylor went on and on about when they were together. Joe listened. He knew how much of a mistake it had been to let her go. He was young and he would admit to being foolish. But he was trying to see if they could have a second chance. He loved her. Joe snapped out of his daydream when he realized Taylor had fallen asleep. He tucked her in and kissed her forehead. “Goodnight Taylor.”

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Taylor woke up the next morning with a huge headache. Her head throbbed as she pushed herself up in an unfamiliar bed. She looked around. Where was she? What happened last night? She was still in her sparkly red dress but she was missing her shoes. She got off of the bed and walked out into what she presumed was the living room. “Hello?” She heard a familiar voice. “Hey, you’re up. I’m in the kitchen.” Taylor walked into the kitchen and saw Joe making pancakes. “Merry Christmas Eve, by the way.” Taylor gasped. “It’s Christmas Eve? What am I doing here Joe?” Joe wiped his hands on his apron and smiled. “You were drunk last night and thought I should make sure you were in safe hands. I figured I should take you here.” Taylor picked up her heels and sat down at the counter. “You couldn’t take me home?” Joe shrugged his shoulders. “I wanted to make sure you’d be okay.” Taylor watched him fail at flipping a pancake. “Do you need any help?” She asked giggling. “No, I can handle it.” He finished it up, burning nearly all of them and handed a plate to Taylor. “Thank you.” Joe gave her the best pancake he could. “For making burnt pancakes? You’re welcome.” Taylor shook her head no. “I mean, for helping me out last night. I really owe you.” Joe smiled. “I’ve never seen you so drunk in my life. You were insane.” Taylor smacked his chest as he sat down beside her. Taylor took a bite out of her pancake and made a face. “I never knew you were such a chef Joe.” He shrugged. “I’m not only talented in music Taylor.” They sat there in silence for a few moments. Joe face Taylor. “I don’t like your hair like this.” He said twirling a piece of her hair between his fingers. Taylor rolled her eyes. “It’s winter time Joe. I like my hair like this.” Joe let her hair drop. ” I just like your curls.” Taylor felt the heat rise up in her cheeks. “I should get going. My mom, she’s probably looking for me. If anything, she probably has a search team out there for me.” Taylor put her shoes on and walked out to Joe’s front door. Joe followed her. “You don’t want to finish our breakfast?” Taylor laughed. “It’s ok.” Joe opened the door for her. She heard a little bell jingle and she looked up. Joe had a mistletoe above his door, right where they were standing. They stared at each other. Should I go for it? Taylor thought. She watched his awkwardly scratch his neck. “I should go,” Taylor was cut off with a kiss form Joe. It was quick and sudden. Taylor didn’t know if she was still a little drunk or anything but she kissed him back. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him as passionately as she ever had. He kissed her right back. They were like this for a while. It wasn’t until Taylor pulled away. “I should really go.” Taylor began to walk off but Joe caught her arm. “Wait, why don’t we catch up? It’s Christmas right? I’ll take you out. We can talk, without you being drunk. How’s that sound.” Taylor smiled. “I’d like that Joe.” He pulled her in for one last kiss before she was off. “Merry Christmas Taylor.”

BIG NEWS!!!!!!!!

Fri, 23 Dec 2011 22:16:35 -0500

Ali and June are back!!!!!!!!!! After a few months of fighting for our account, WE’RE FINALLY BACK! Let’s get to what happened shall we?

Well, long story short, we were hacked. Someone took our account and wanted to make it their own, but thank the gods they didn’t mess with it, and wouldn’t give it back. We finally acted on it and now The Jaylor is back!

We’re so excited! It’s Christmas too. So we have some news:

We know it might be much but, we’re stopping our stories.

We are going to continue writing jaylor stories but we are not going to continue our current stories. We only have three major stories up so it shouldn’t be an issue, they mainly only have like a few chapters too. This is a decision we made together because, well we wanted to start fresh. Hope you all don’t mind.

June and I are going to be posting soon. I have a Christmas story I’ll probably be posting soon. Thank you guys soooo much for staying with us and we hope you’ll stay with us throughout this change.

We love you all,

Alison and June

Totally a new idea.

Mon, 07 Nov 2011 21:35:56 -0500

Wondering what you guys think of this. It’s in the process of my mind and I don’t know if I should keep going and finish it….thoughts?

Taylor hung up the phone. She was ready to throw it when she looked at the call log, 27 seconds. Her heart shattered. What did she do wrong? She had loved him enough, she had been there. She had put up with him having to go to another state or country and leave her. She had done everything for him. Now it’s all over in one 27 second phone call. Yes, she ended the call. She didn’t want to hear him talking about how he isn’t a cheater and still cares about her feelings. Bullshit. Taylor threw her phone on the bed and wiped the tear angrily away from her face. Fine, she thought to herself, who needs Joe Jonas anyways!? She fell into her bed. “I DO!” She screamed. She wants him; she wants him to be with her. Her phone began to rang, the ringtone stinging her heart, it was the song Love bug, by you guessed it. She pressed the end button. He called her two more times before giving up. Taylor didn’t want to hear any of it. She sat up, a sudden melody popped in her head. The lyrics danced across her mind, each word itching for attention. She sat up, as if possessed. She took out her notebook and pen, scribbling everything that was going through her head. She paused only seconds to hum a tune then went back into finishing off the first verse and chorus. She sat there reading over it, finally producing the tears that wouldn’t stop falling.

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“Taylor I know how important this is to you but your album is almost done.” Scott Borchetta, Taylor’s manager, said. “Please, Scott, this is the last song. I need this on here.” Scott looked wearily at her. He could tell that she had been crying. He looked down at her notebook, reading over the words again. “Fine, you have a day to get this all down at the recording studio tomorrow.” Taylor jumped up and hugged him. “Thank you so much.” Taylor walked out of his office after saying goodbye. She wasn’t through with Joe yet.

Our tumblr has been having issues lately.

Mon, 07 Nov 2011 21:32:42 -0500

We both haven’t been able to log in and it took us a while to figure out the problem. Apparently, we were hacked and the password had been changed. Thank god they didn’t do anything to our blog though. Thank you guys for putting up with it. We have so much to upload!

Love,

Alison and June

“People reject what they don’t understand. I don’t understand algebra, it doesn’t mean that it’s wrong.” - Ellen Degeneres

Thu, 03 Nov 2011 17:54:49 -0400

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Thu, 03 Nov 2011 17:51:45 -0400

firstnoteplayed: tayswiftgr: Speak Now concert Oklahoma...

Sun, 30 Oct 2011 18:32:33 -0400

firstnoteplayed:

tayswiftgr:

Speak Now concert Oklahoma city!

THE WHOLE SHOW!

2 Hours video!!!

omg WHY

Daughters [Chapter 1] A Jaylor Story

Sun, 30 Oct 2011 18:27:00 -0400

Taylor wasn’t in the mood of shopping for groceries. She had to anyways; Emma was eating everything in the house. “Em, I don’t think that I have enough money for all of that.” Taylor said into the phone. “Fine, take off the stuff we don’t need.” Taylor looked at the list. “Ok, so the chips are off the list.” Taylor heard her best friend and roommate whine. “NO! Take off your healthy food!” Taylor shook her head. “I’ll figure it out Emma; I’ll see you at home.” She hung up the phone before Emma could protest. She scanned the aisle for things she needed to get. She began to push the cart into the junk food aisle. As she walked towards there she nearly ran into a little girl. They both stopped and looked at each other. The little girl looked to be about 3-years-old. Taylor moved towards the little girl, seeing as no one was watching her. “Hi there.” She said smiling. The little girl with the big brown curls smiled back. “Where’s your mommy or daddy?” The little girl looked around. “I run away from daddy!” She said cheerfully. Taylor giggled and knelt down to her level. “Well he might be looking for you. Can I help you find him?” The little girl held out her hand. Taylor hesitated but took it anyways. “What’s your name sweetie?” Taylor asked as they began to walk around trying to find her dad. “Stella Jonas.” She said. Taylor nodded. “I love your name Stella.” She looked up and smiled. Taylor and Stella turned the corner when a frantic looking man reached them; he looked at Taylor, then at Stella, then back at Taylor.

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Joe pushed the cart and grabbed a gallon of milk. He turned around to make sure that both little girls were still following him. “Addison, Stella, keep up.” He told them. His youngest daughter held out a box of cookies and looked at him. “No honey, we can’t get that today.” The little girl pouted her lips and put the box back. “Daddy, what are we having for dinner?” Addison asked. The little 8-year-old was growing too fast for Joe. He looked at her; she looked exactly like her mother. On the other hand, everyone says that Stella looks like him. “I don’t know yet honey.” Joe always thought of how he would have to go through her teenage years alone, how she won’t have a mom for those years. Joe had done it on his own now for 8 years with two girls, who both turned out very girly. Thank God his sister was there for them. He turned around a second time and realized something was missing. He looked at Addison, who was walking right beside him. “Addie, where’s Stella?” Addison turned in a complete circle and her eyes widened. Joe began to call out her name. No response. “Addison, we have to find her. What if someone took her?” Joe left the cart and began to run around the store, Addison running after him. He searched the aisles and grew more frantic. “Stella!” He was yelling. People were staring at the pair. Joe turned the corner and stopped. He looked at the blond woman holding his daughter’s little hand, then at his daughter, then back at the woman. “Stella!” He sighed and took his daughter up in his arms. “Oh thank God you’re alright. Why did you leave?” Stella’s big brown eyes looked into her dad’s. Joe couldn’t be mad at her. “You didn’t by me cookies.” Stella replied. The blond woman turned around and grabbed the closest box of cookies and held them up. “Do want these Stella?” Joe looked at the woman; it didn’t surprise him that she knew his daughter’s name. “Yes yes!” Stella said squirming out of Joe’s grip and running towards the woman. She handed the box to Stella. Joe looked back up at her. “I’m sorry, but you are?” The girl smiled. “I’m Taylor. Stella had run into me and I was helping her find you.” Joe shook hands with her. “I’m Joe Jonas. Thank you.” He didn’t know what else to say. The Taylor girl looked to be about his age. She had the bluest eyes he had ever seen and her smile was captivating. “No problem. It was nice meeting you.” Taylor turned to leave but Stella chased after her. “NO!” She said, pulling on Taylor’s arm. Joe tried to pull her off but she wasn’t going to let go. “Stella, she has to go.” Joe was embarrassed, he was never embarrassed with his kids but around this girl he was. “I’m so sorry.” Joe said knowing that she probably really wanted to leave. Instead she knelt down to Stella and smiled. “I have to go home ok. I have my roommate I have to feed and my kitty.” Taylor said. “I go with you.” Stella replied with her narrow vocabulary. “How about this, you guys can come over for dinner.” She paused and looked up at Joe. Joe was shocked; an invite to dinner at someone they didn’t know? Joe thought she was a nice girl, but he didn’t know. “Daddy please!” Stella begged. Joe looked at Addison who shrugged her shoulders. “I guess…” Taylor stood up. “Here we can exchange numbers and you guys can come by. I know it’s weird only have meeting you minutes ago, but what can I say, me and my roommate are new to this town and it’d be nice to know some people here.” Joe gave her his number and nodded. “Sounds like a plan.” He said. Taylor nodded too, she gave Stella a little wave and walked away, leaving Joe stunned.

Hi guys! It's June.

Sun, 30 Oct 2011 18:17:59 -0400

Alison pretty much explained it and everything but I just wanted to introduce myself. Me and Ali have been friends since we were 13, so it’s been a good 4 years. We began our love for the Jonas Brothers and Taylor Swift around that time too. We have always loved Joe and Taylor together and always will. I am really bad at writing one-shots because I can go on and on with a story so expect chapter stories. I actually have one written right now. I’ll upload it soon! Thanks guys!

I'm terribly sorry I haven't been on as much as I should have.

Sun, 30 Oct 2011 18:05:55 -0400

But we have a new writer on board! It’s my very close friend June! She loves Jaylor as much as I do and is a fantastic writer as well! She can post more often than I can so I think she would be a great addition. You guys are going to love her!

Whoa, so many people like Baby Blue Eyes.

Thu, 20 Oct 2011 13:14:01 -0400

Thank so much! I love you guys!

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Baby Blue Eyes: One-Shot

Wed, 19 Oct 2011 19:51:00 -0400

Taylor stuck her little tongue out at the little boy. “You’re such a little baby!” He teased her, pulling her unmanageable curly hair again. Taylor had enough, she pushed him. He fell backwards and gave her an angry look. “Don’t touch my hair!” The boy stood up and turned to his parents on the other side of the lawn, disapproving looks coming from both parties. He ran towards his parents, Taylor running after him. When she reached them she heard him whining to his parents. “She started it mommy. She pushed me!” Taylor put her hands on her hips. “He was pulling my hair!” Her parents were also watching them. “Joseph Adam Jonas, you tell her you are sorry. You do not pull a girl’s hair, oh, 8 year olds. ” Joe huffed. “Fine,” He turned to Taylor, “I’m sorry for pulling your hair.” Taylor nodded. “I’m sorry for pushing you.” She said. Joe held out his hand and Taylor shook it. “Truce.” They both said at the same time. Joe and Taylor’s parents laughed. “Hey Joe, don’t get too comfortable around my little girl!” Taylor’s dad joked. Everyone laughed except Joe and Taylor.

8 years later…

Taylor scooped up her books and ran out to the front door. She watched as Joe pulled into the driveway. “You’re going to make us late again!” She shouted out at him. He rolled his eyes and rolled down the windows. “Well standing there isn’t helping.” Taylor walked down her front porch steps and opened the car’s door, getting in. “Your car is nasty, Joe.” Taylor said making a face. Olds socks, crumpled up papers, and other unknown things were littered on the car floor. “You are too.” This comment received a hit to the chest. “Ouch! Fine, sorry.” Joe began to drive towards the school.

Taylor walked through the halls, dodging people rushing past them. “HEY TAYLOR!” Taylor pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and turned around. It was her best friend Abigail. “Hey, good morning.” The girls began walking side by side each other down the hallway. “I saw you and Joe today!” Abigail said lightly pushing her. “Abigail, why do you always talk about us?” Abigail smiled wide. “Because I think you guys are a cute couple!” Taylor rolled her eyes, for the millionth time she was about to hear things she didn’t want to. “I mean, you guys have been friends since you were like 7 or whatever and I love how you guys always joke each other and…” Abigail went on and on and on about the two. Taylor held open the classroom door as she and Abigail slid into the class. They both sat down at their lab desks, Abigail still talking. “I just love you two so much!” Taylor sighed. “Thank you for finally stopping. Abigail smiled. “I’m just saying.” Taylor looked up at the board and began copying the assignment down. She suddenly felt arms wrap around her waist and turned her head around. “Joe, what are you doing?” He smiled and looked at Abigail. “I just wanted to work with you today for this lab.” Abigail didn’t hesitate to get up and find a new lab partner. Joe took her seat. “Why today?” He shrugged. “Ronald over there keeps giving me the creeps.” Taylor laughed. “Alright, but Abigail is going to be here next class.” Joe nodded. The bell rang and class started.

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“What did you get for number 7?” Joe asked leaning over to take a peek at her paper. Taylor looked at him. “Find the answer yourself. If a blue eyed male and a brown eyed female have a child, what will the color of the child’s eyes be?” Taylor read the question. “It doesn’t make since, I have brown eyes and you have blue eyes.” Taylor smiled. “That doesn’t matter.” What was Joe implying? “Ok, so would that be blue eyes?” Taylor shook her head. “Blue eyes are a recessive gene.” Joe looked at her. “But I would like your eyes better on our kid.” Taylor blushed. “This is fictional though.” Joe shrugged. “It’s not impossible.” Taylor shook her head. Of course it’s impossible, she wasn’t going to marry Joe or have kids with him. Right?

Another 9 years later…

Taylor rolled over in her bed, feeling Joe’s warm body against her. She yawned. “Joe, honey wake up.” Joe moaned. The past 9 years had been so busy. Taylor had suddenly fallen for Joe. They had been together for only a few years until they had become 22 and Joe had asked her to marry him. Taylor would never in a million years imagine herself marrying Joe. Taylor pulled the covers off of Joe. “Babe please get up.” Taylor’s soft voice woke Joe up. Joe opened his eyes and smiled at him. “Five more minutes.” He groaned. Taylor climbed out of the bed and looked at him. “I wish I could have another five minutes too but we have a daughter to feed.” Joe shook his head and pulled the covers back over his head. Taylor slipped her feet in her slippers and shuffled towards her daughter’s nursery. Never would Taylor have imagined to have any kids with Joe either. She opened the door and saw a pair of big blue eyes looking at her. The little girl grabbed at her mom. “Mommy!” The almost 3-year-old cried. Taylor scooped her up into her arms and sat her on her hips. “Are you hungry, Olive?” The little girls nodded. Taylor took her downstairs and sat her down in her highchair. She began making breakfast, hearing Joe walking into the kitchen. “Hey Ollie-Dolly.” Joe said planting a kiss on her head. “Morni Daddy.” Olive said. Joe kissed Taylor’s cheek, sitting down at the table. Taylor turned around and took in her family. She was in love with them, she thought back to when Joe was the little boy who used to pull her hair. She couldn’t help but smile. Or when Joe had said something about if they have kids, that he would want them to have blue eyes. Well, he got his wish. “Olive, you know you have the second prettiest eyes ever?” Olive looked at her dad. “You know who has the first set of the prettiest eyes?” Olive pointed at Taylor. Taylor hit Joe, “Don’t teach her that.” Joe smiled. “I didn’t have to.”

Pause. Never mind about the one-shot...

Wed, 19 Oct 2011 19:50:46 -0400

I already wrote it and I’m ready to let you guys read it!

I'm sooooo extremely sorry you guys.

Wed, 19 Oct 2011 17:42:29 -0400

Ugh, I’ve been so busy with school that I haven’t gotten a chance to put anything up. I promise to write the stories tomorrow and I have a one-shot too. I’m really, again, sorry.

Last Kiss part 3.

Sat, 15 Oct 2011 17:08:00 -0400

Taylor woke up the next morning feeling slightly better. She sat up in her bed only to scream at what she saw. “JOE! What are you doing?” She screamed at the equally surprised looking Joe. “I ordered breakfast and was waiting for you to wake up!” He answered back. Taylor looked at the food on the table beside Joe. How thoughtful, she thought. Taylor looked around the room. “How’d you get in here?” She asked, sliding off the bed and walking towards the food. “I told the people here that you were my girlfriend.” Taylor rolled her eyes. “Ha, and they believed you?” Joe nodded as he watched Taylor take a bite of the waffles. She sat down her eyes on Joe. “Is this your way of winning me back?” She asked taking another bite out of her waffle. Joe stared at her. Her crystal blue eyes were like ice. “I hope its working.” He said in a very cocky tone. Taylor rolled her eyes. They sit there in complete silence, no one wanted to talk. Taylor had no problem with that, it was just Joe was always staring at her. Joe was watching her lips. “What do you really want Joe?” She asked. Joe looked at her. “I already told you. Listen, if you don’t believe that I would stop the earth’s rotation just to have you back then don’t, but I really do mean it.” Joe sees a small smile form on her lips. “Don’t think that just because you said that that it will make a difference.” Taylor stood up and walked to the door. “Now if you could please leave, I have to get ready.” Joe walked towards the door; he stopped in front of her. For a moment Taylor really did believe that he was going to kiss her, but he just turned and left. Taylor’s head spun. That night was so clear in her head.

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“Taylor I told you for the last time, I don’t like her!” Joe had shouted. “Then why were you with her? Huh? Why was she all over you!?” Taylor yelled back. They were fighting over Camilla Belle. Joe had just finished shooting a music video and Camilla had been casted in it. “I didn’t ask her to be all over me!” Joe ducked, the book nearly missing his head. “So now you want to throw things at me?!” Taylor had had enough. “Tell me the truth, the people on set said you were going to kiss her and you invited her to dinner! Joe!” Joe wasn’t one for confrontation. “I asked her to dinner, big deal!” Joe was fuming. “It is a big deal because I’m your girlfriend and she is not!” Taylor was on the verge of tears. “Right now I’d rather be with her than you…” Joe stopped, what was he saying? But he had said enough. Taylor dropped the pillow in her hands and walked to the door. Joe chased after her. “Babe, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.” Taylor opened the door forcefully. “Get out.” She said sternly. Joe had a pleading look on his face. He walked to the door stopping in front of Taylor, she didn’t look at him. “Go.” Joe looked at her one last time before making his way out of the house. Taylor slammed the door behind him. She couldn’t take it any longer and fell to her knees, sobbing.

WRITING!

Fri, 14 Oct 2011 20:56:02 -0400

My best friend is screaming at me to get on it. To post more of JiL and Last Kiss.