Into The Night

Sixty-Four

That night, Niall stayed in my room whereas Taylor and Kendall plus Jhanelle and Aerielle took each of the guest rooms. I just hope Niall won't mess with anything.

I stayed in my haven under the stairs, where I have two doors, one to the living room, –which I used for escape during the time of my fake death– and then the other one, to the kitchen. I love it here anyways, cozy and I sort of feel like Harry Potter.

Since, half of my collection of knives are down here, I started playing with them, using them as darts on my dart board. Damn, why is it so difficult for me to get a bullseye?!

When I eventually got a bit tired, I walked to my kitchen and microwaved some macaroni. As I was just waiting, Taylor came around wearing what I assume is Gemma's shirts. Too much cats. I wouldn't know if Taylor likes cats, they have too many dogs.

She smiled at me, "Hey."

"Hey," I turned my head to her at the moment and then to the fork I've been playing with for a while now. Damn, the macaroni is taking too long. "Are you hungry or something?"

She shrugged, "No, I was honestly just on my way to the bathroom. Got curious when I saw the lights were on."

"Oh, aright then," I replied and the microwave dinged while Taylor walked away. I wore some oven mitts and took it out. "Yum," I mumbled to myself.

I let it cool for a moment.

"Can I keep you company?" She asked.

"Course," I answered and then started digging in. "Sure you don't want it? It's actually good."

Taylor smiled while shaking her head, "I'm sort of still full with the smores."

I swallowed first, "Alright."

We've been quiet for a moment and it's uncomfortable as she is staring at me. Before I took another bite, I put my fork on the plate.

"It's sort of awkward when you stare at me like that," I said.

She laughed, "Sorry, I uh — I'm trying to get used to how you look like these days. I couldn't get used to it."

"How — I look like?"

"Yes, shorter hair, tanner skin and you look too serious. Even when you smile you just seem so stern," she said and I am loving that honesty.

I smiled a bit, "I wish I could say the same to you but honestly, you still look like you — only, shorter hair."

"How do you get to be like you?" She asked all of a sudden.

"Hmm?" I continued eating.

"I mean, y-you are always gone, and then when you come back, the kids just love you. They look at you like their older brother and then you sort of just had things sorted out," she said. "You're in full control of the things even though they're not under the same roof as you. Whereas I, I may be CEO but I never had control, not like you do."

I gulped, "You must be having a rough time."

"Yeah, everything was really a headache when I left. There were just too many to plan and handle," she said.

"Well, you can at least enjoy your next few days, yeah?"

She half smiled, "Yeah."

I kept offering Taylor some food yet she kept declining so there came the time when I finished it all up. I've already brushed my teeth and cleaned up the dishes and Taylor was still there.

"You're not sleepy?" I asked as the light switch was already beside me and it's time for a lights out.

"No, can I accompany you for a while?"