Adopted By Them

Chapter 26

Taylor’s POV

I heard squeals, not quiet squeals, loud squeals, which woke me up out of my sleep, I groaned, my lovely cousins were here, probably messing with Emmy, I got out of bed, quite tired, before leaving my room, Fox trotting behind, in the hallway my younger cousin, Rory, had my little sister pinned, “Rory, stop!” Emmy squealed, I rolled my eyes, walking past giving Rory’s neck a quick squeeze which made him stop rather quickly, “Hey!” He said, I turned slightly, “Hey.” I waved smirking.

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You all want an update, hm? Yes. Of course you do. Emmy and I have moved from dance studios, Studio 14 now, we both love it and feel very welcome. My recovery is going in strides like we need it to and over all everything is falling into place, I also got a boyfriend. Yep, Taylor Elizabeth Maslow has a boyfriend. He’s so sweet and nice, I met him at some big event, and he just seemed to follow me around everywhere, which was quite creepy but, turns out he’s related to some famous person and has always wanted to get to know me. His name, well his name is Cody. (A/N: Bring back Cody into this, yep) You guys must remember Cody, I used to go to school with him, but then I got put in homeschooling, we met up in a park a week ago, caught up, he kissed me, asked me out and I’m in love.

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“Stop, stop, Cody, stop it!” I said giggling, he stopped pulling his face away from my neck, he kept nudging his nose into my neck and I’m incredibly ticklish and just nope. He laughed lightly, pressing a kiss to my cheek, “You do realize I have my whole family here and if someone tells my parents you are dead, right?” I asked, he shrugged at me, “Your parents like me.” He mused, “Mhm, sure.” I mused nodding, rolling my eyes. In all honesty Cody has helped my recovery in many ways, he’s helped me get over the fear of food, concurred ice cream and over all as helped me. A lot.

“Taylor!” I looked up seeing Emmy running towards us, Cody, let go of my hand and moved an inch away knowing Emmy was, in doubt, a tattletale. “Come on, you gotta help me show Cynthia how to do an aerial.” She mused, I groaned, my muscles ached from the six hours of practice yesterday, “Emmy.” I whined, “Please, pretty pretty please.” She begged, pulling the puppy dog eyes out, I groaned, throwing my head back, my blonde hair flying back, Cody chuckled, I shot him a look, “Go, one aerial won’t kill you.” He mused.

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“You know, I’ve never been in your room.” Cody mused, “If you try anything, It’ll be the last time you go in her room.” Alexa mused, walking past, a basket of clothes under her arm, “Yes, ma’am.” Cody mused, his blue eyes wide, I laughed, “Cody’s in trouble.” I sang, he glared. Out of all my parents, Alexa was the coolest about it, while my fathers were quite, cold, about it, Alexa said it was part of growing up. Cody looked around my room, fascinated by it, “You act like you’ve never been in a girls room before.” I mused, looking at him, he walked over, wrapping his arms around my waist, “It’s not that I’ve never been in a girls room before, it’s just, I’ve never been in your room before. You are so interesting.” He mused, before someone cleared their throat, “Arms, off.” James mused, leaning against the door frame, Cody let go blushing. “James, leave them alone.” I heard Alexa down the hall, “Just making sure he isn’t doing anything!” James called smiling, before mouthing, ‘I’m watching you’ then leaving. I couldn’t help but laugh, letting my forehead rest on Cody’s chest.