"This party better not be - "

"Tay, " Zac interrupted him, "this party will be one of the best you've ever - " Zac stopped walking up the front lawn. "JASON!" he shouted. A guy with short, spikey brown hair walked over to Zac, a petite blonde on his arm.

"Hey man, what's up? You ready for this party?"

"Hell yeah!" Zac abandoned Taylor and Kylie then, walking ahead of them into the house.

"Remind me again why we're here?" Kylie turned and asked Taylor

"I can't remember." he said, "But we might as well go in. If it sucks, we can leave."

Kylie nodded her head and grabbed Taylor's hand as he started walking towards the house. As soon as they entered the massive house, Taylor wrapped a protective arm around Kylie's waist and pulled her along with him as he went in search for a part of the house that wasn't so crowded. They ended up in the basement, where only a few other teenagers were hanging out.

"This okay for now?" he asked

"Yeah." She dragged him over to sit on one of the couches in the far corner of the room. "Let's sit here."

They both sat down and Taylor immediately scooted right over to her, wrapping her up in his embrace. He wasted no time in begining what he so wanted to do. Before Kylie could utter a single word, he envloped her mouth with his, sliding his tongue over her top lip. She responded after a minute, opening her own mouth, allowing Taylor's tongue to pass through. She ran her hands down the front of his chest, feeling his muscles beneath his tight white shirt. When her hands got down the it's hem, she ran her cold little fingers right under it. She felt Taylor's muscles tighten under her touch as she played with the light trail of hair that went from his navel to below the waist of his jeans.

He broke their kiss and moved his hungry lips to her neck. "Ky... " he breathed, "You... you... "

She backed away slightly and let her eyes connect with his. "What Tay?"

"You should stop... that." He looked down at her hand as it rested on the bulge that had just recently formed between his legs. "We can't do this here."

"Why not? It's not like we're the only ones doing it." she pointed out

"I know, but let's just... take a break."

Kylie sighed and sat back against the black leather couch. "You're the one who started this all."

"I know and I'm sorry." Taylor's eyes looked in the direction on the stairs. "You want anything to drink? I'm gonna go get myself something."

"No thanks. I'll just wait here."

He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek as he stood up. "Be right back."

Kylie crossed her arms over her chest as she waited for Taylor to return.

* * *

"So then I turned to the guy and was like, 'Dude, that was mine.' and he was all, 'No dude, it wasn't.' So then I said... "

Kylie rolled her eyes and placed her lips next to Taylor's ear. "Can we go?" she whispered

Taylor turned his head and looked at her. "You really want to?"

"Yes!"

"Let me just find Zac and tell him we're gonna go." He stood up and left the room, leaving Kylie there to listen to this drunk teenager.

Taylor searched the house and found Zac standing in the corner of the living room, making out with some girl. "Ahem." Taylor attempted to get his brother's attention.

Zac backed away from the girl and turned around. "Taylor!"

"I'm just here to tell you that Ky and I are gonna leave, so you'll have to find another ride home."

"Okay, see ya." he turned back around again and continued right where he had left off.

Taylor shook his head and went to rescue poor Kylie from another minute of the drunken guy.

* * *

"Hey, Taylor... " Kylie attempted to push Taylor off of her, but it was doing no good. "Tay I'm serious, come on... "

Taylor kept his hands on her breasts as his smooth lips sucked on her neck. "Hmm...?"

"This isn't very comfortable for me here, okay? Can we please just go home?"

It was as if her words went in one ear and out the other. Taylor slid a hand up to her shoulder and began to pull her bra strap down. Kylie was about to protest yet again, but stopped the second Taylor's pelvis connected with her's. She sucked in a sharp breath, all the muscles in her body tensing up. He began slow circles with his hips and Kylie couldn't help but let a soft moan escape her lips.

It was amazing to her how just seconds ago she wanted to stop all of this, and now stopping was one of the last things on her mind.

"Baby... " Taylor's husky voice floated past her ear, sending chills up her spine. She could feel him reach around her and unclasp her bra, tossing it to the floor of his Jetta. He ran his hands over her breasts, teasing the small nubs to hardness. Kylie watched his face as he did this, his eyes closed, lips parted slightly. She couldn't help but crush her lips to his, finding his tongue right away. She brought her hands down to his belt buckle and unfastened it, then ripped the button from the hole of his jeans, slipping her small fingers past the waistband of his boxers.

Taylor broke their kiss the second he felt her cool hand wrap itself around his manhood. "No... " he put his hand over her's and pulled it away. "Don't."

Kylie was confused as hell and her face was showing it. "What do you mean, no?"

Taylor figured he had just ruined the mood, so he got up and sat back against the seat. "I don't know what's wrong with me, Ky." He re-buttoned his jeans and fiddled with his belt buckle for a moment before he got it back to the way it was.

"You know, I was begining to wonder the same thing myself there Taylor. We start fooling around, then all of a sudden, you stop, just like that. WHAT THE HELL?!"

He sighed deeply and ran his fingers through his hair while Kylie grabbed her bra off the floor and began to dress herself. "I'm sorry." he said, "I know it's not going to help much, but I don't know what else to say."

"I'm just gonna ask you something flat out here. Do you, or do you not want to be a couple?"

Deep down Taylor knew the answer to that. His only problem was saying it. "We should probably get going." he stated, getting out of the backseat and moving up to the front.

Kylie waited until he was back in the drivers seat before she spoke. "You can't keep avoiding the - " she saw that he was putting the key in the ignition, and reached forward between the two front seats, grabbing the keys out of his hand. "NO!" she shouted "We're not leaving until you answer my question."

"Give me the keys." he said calmly, holding his hand out

"No."

"Kylie, please give me the keys." This time his voice was a little more harsh.

"No."

"GIVE ME THE DAMN KEYS!" he yelled, turning around and trying to grab them from her.

She slid over to the far corner of the backseat so he couldn't reach her. "Not until you answer my question."

"I'm not going to answer your question tonight, so you might as well give me the keys so we can go home."

"Then we'll just sit here in silence, wont we?"

"I'm serious, Ky... " he warned

"So am I."

"Just give me the fucking keys already!!"

"How hard is it to answer the question, Tay? A simple yes or no will do just fine."

Taylor didn't respond. He just sat there, staring straight ahead. Kylie sighed and opened the door, slamming it shut behind her. She decided to walk home, since it was only three blocks away.

She could hear the slamming of a car door and figured it was Taylor, coming to get his keys. "Kylie! Where the hell do you think you're going? I need my keys!"

She kept right on walking, completely ignoring him. She wasn't mad at him, she just wanted to get a simple yes or no answer and figured she'd have a little fun while she was at it. "You're not getting your keys." she called over her shoulder, "And I'm going home."

"Like hell you are!"

Footsteps could be heard behind her, and soon Taylor was walking right next to her. "Where'd you put them?" he asked

"Somewhere." she smiled

"WHERE?!"

"Somewhere over the rainbow... " she sang

He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to a stop, then turned her so she was facing him. "This isn't funny!"

She let a small laugh escape her lips. "Yes it is."

"Taking my keys is a real childish thing to do."

"So is not answering a simple yes or no question."

"It's not just a simple yes or no question, Ky. I'd have to explain my answer to you and that could take a while."

"I wouldn't make you explain anything to me. I know that whichever answer you choose, you're choosing it for a good reason." She locked her eyes with his. "Please, tell me." she she quietly begged

Before Taylor even knew what he was doing, his feet were stepping towards her, and his hands were cupping her face, pulling her soft, delicate lips to his. He closed his eyes as their lips connected, and felt a chill run down his spine when she slid her tongue along his top lip. He opened his mouth, swirling his tongue with her's.

He pulled away seconds later, leaving his hands on both sides of her face. "I want you." he breathed, "I want to be with you."

Kylie couldn't help the smile that made it's way to her lips. "I want to be with you, too." she told him

Taylor kissed her again quickly. He wrapped his arms around her in a hug, pulling her against is tall frame. She layed her head down on his shoulder. "That's my answer." he said

"It's a good one."

They stood there in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying the presence of the eachother.

"Hey Ky?" he asked minutes later

"Yeah?"

"You got my keys?"