*Tay*
It was the week after Alex had confessed his love for me, and to be honest, it was kinda hard to deal with.
He tells me he loves me just about every single fucking second of the day, knowing that I don't have it in me just yet to say it back. And on top of that, he's just been acting really..clingy, and won't let me out of his sight. It's like he's trying to pressure me into admitting it.
And yeah, whenever he says the words- "I love you" to me, it still gives me butterflies and makes me smile, but...needless to say, I'm getting pretty uncomfortable now.
I decided I needed to be away from Alex for a little while, so I was about to leave to go over to Hayley's for a bit.
"Are you leaving now, babe?" He turned around from where he was closing the fridge, as I picked up my keys from the kitchen counter.
"Yep, I'll be back in like an hour or two." I responded, turning around to leave the kitchen, when he grabbed my elbow.
"Whoa whoa whoa! Hold on, miss! I still exist, ya know!" He joked, pulling me into his arms.
"Oh, I know you exist.." I sarcastically muttered, with the slightest eye roll.
"Ha..what does that mean?" He frowned a bit, obviously not knowing what I was getting at.
"Nothing, Alex." I sighed, playing with the sleeve of his hoodie.
"No, tell me."
"Nothing, I just...we're just a lot closer than we used to be.."
"And that's a bad thing?"
"No, not at all, babe. I like having you so close to me." I forced a smile.
He frowned a bit more, but then shrugged it off and leaned down to kiss me.
"Alright, well..don't be gone for too long, I'll miss you too much."
"I won't even be gone for that long, Alex."
"Yeah, I know. But I was thinking we could cuddle and watch movies, and maybe we could even try to cook dinner together when you get back, if you want. I love you."
Ugh. He's doing it again.
I just sighed and turned around to walk out the door.

When I got to Hayley's, we blended some smoothies, and went up to her room to watch Catfish on MTV.
"Gosh, some of these people are so stupid. Why would she think that an actual celebrity was texting her??" I joked, taking a sip of my smoothie.
"Ha, yeah.." Hayley let out a sad sigh.
I turned to her and gave her a puzzled look.
"Hey..what's the matter, Hayl?"
"Oh nothing, just...w-what if I'm stupid?" She gloomily looked down at her floral skirt- covered lap.
"Stupid?? In terms of what?"
"In terms of Jack." She let out another deep, dramatic sigh.
"Oh, well then no, Jacks' most likely the one being stupid."
"No Tay, I'm serious!!" She looked at me with a pained expression.
"Okay, okay! What did Jack do?" I calmly asked her, concerned.
"It's not what he did, it's what he WON'T do!!" She responded, not being calm at all.
"Care to elaborate?"
"I really really really really REALLY like him, and he says that he likes me, and he kisses me, and we've had sex like three times already-"
"Whoa! Stop. Didn't need to hear that." I held my hand up with a grossed out expression on my face.
Hayley just rolled her eyes and continued.
"BUT HE STILL WON'T ASK ME OUT!!! UGH!!" She fell back onto the bed in frustration.
"He hasn't asked you to be his girlfriend yet?"
"NO, TAY. HE HASN'T." Hayley snapped.
"Well, have you..tried to talk to him about it, or.."
"TALK TO HIM?!?" She sat up, cutting me off.
"I've been trying to send him signals, and-and I've been trying to get closer to him, and send him flirty texts, and hang out with him more, but-but he just doesn't GET IT!!!"
"Hm..are you sure you aren't maybe..scaring him off??"
"SCARING HIM OFF?!?!" She gave me a look as if it were the most dumbest and unrealistic thing she'd ever heard.
"How the HELL am I scaring him off?!"
Oh boy.
"Well..you just so happen to be using the same little strategy as Alex."
"Really? And is it working?"
"Actually, it's freaking me out a lil bit." I smirked.
"Well excuse me, but I don't think you and Jack are the same person!" She snapped, rolling her eyes.
"Geez, Hayley..have a Snickers, you get a little bitchy when you're having boy trouble." I joked.
She couldn't help but giggle a little at that, but then sighed and collapsed back on the bed once again.
"I'm sorry, I'm just a little frustrated."
"A little?" I smirked.
"Okay, a lot. But just..how do I let him know how I feel??"
I thought for a second.
If I knew the answer to that question, I wouldn't be having the issue that I'm having now.
I'd be able to tell Alex I loved him.
I sighed, and laid back down on the bed, next to her.
"I'd tell you if I knew, Hayley. If only I knew.."

*Alex*
Being alone at the house while Tay was gone, made me feel kind of lonely, but also gave me some time to think.
Yes, it is true that I'm in love with her, but now whenever I say it, she gets a bit annoyed. I know she's still having her issues with her past and all, and maybe I am pushing it just a bit...
Really, I don't want to annoy her, but it would just be really great to hear it back from her. When I say that I love her and she doesn't respond, it kind of hurts a little. But I still insist on expressing my love to her.
Maybe she still needs me to prove that I actually do love her!
That's why I should tell her everyday!
That's why I should make an effort to become more lovable!!
Okay, I sound obsessive and insane.
I don't want her to think I'm crazy.
I sighed, and went upstairs, getting out my song journal.
Whenever I stress out, writing about my situation usually calms me down.
I sighed, tapping my pencil against my temple, thinking of what to write.
I could think about nothing but Tay at that moment. Honestly, she's the only thing that's ever on my mind.

When I wake up,
The dream isn't done.
I wanna see your face,
And know I made it home.
If nothing is true,
What more can I do?
I am still painting flowers for you.

Well shit, I really do love her, don't I?
Just then, I heard the front door open, and soon after, I heard Tay walking up the steps.
"See? I told you I wouldn't be too long." Tay smiled, as she walked into the bedroom, kissing me on the cheek.
"Well it sure was long enough!" I joked, turning my head to meet her lips with mine.
"Whatcha writin'?" She sang, plopping down next to me on the bed.
"I don't know, just a little something." I shrugged, grinning at her as she took the journal out of my hands.
"Well, this is sweet." She smiled at me after scanning over the words.
"Well it's all for you, baby." I grinned back at her.
"Thanks." She looked back down at the paper and sighed.
"What's wrong, Tay?"
"N-nothing..you're sweet. I'm going to bed, night." She rushed, kissing me on the cheek, and then taking some pajamas into the bathroom to change into them instead of changing in front of me like usual.
Well, fuck.
What did I do wrong??

Notes

Aw Alex is so creepily cute. HE JUST WANTS TO BE LOVED!!! xD

And HELLO can we just talk about Painting Flowers, like THAT SONG is sooooo beautiful and sooooo perfect and I am soooooo in love with it and I am sooooo hyper right now, OH. MY. GOSH.

Please comment bc it's honestly the only thing that motivates me to write, I have to know if you're enjoying the story. Or if I pissed you off, and you aren't enjoying the story. Or even if it's not about the story. Or if it's just your opinion on Zack's butt.
I wanna know.

Thanks! :)

Title cred: Too Much- All Time Low