"You know, you're cute when you're nervous." He chuckled sitting on the bench in the corner. "God, would you shut up? Can't you see I'm freaking out? I don't even know how I got in this mess." I said, my voice shaking. I was pacing back and forth in the cell holding us. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell dad? Questions flooded my brain as Brad spoke up. "Taylor, don't be so afraid. Live a little." He said. "That's easy for you to-" I couldn't finish my sentence as I turned around and he was inches from me, not were he was 5 minutes ago. He got closer and closer, pinning me in the corner, until he was right in my ear whispering "It may be easy for me to say, but words and actions are two different things." All copyright for the title and usage of some lyrics go to Keith Urban and his writers.