Taylor’s P.O.V
When I eventually decided to go home a couple of hours later my parents were in bed, which meant no questioning about the night which I am alright with. I pulled up into the drive, heading to the front door. As I went to put my key in the door,
“Taylor?” I heard from behind me, making me jum.p
Can you blame me? It is nearly midnight. It is pitch dark and there is not a soul in sight. I knew it was Nate. Why he was here I do not know. I thought he would be partying to the little hours of the morning.
“What do you want?” I asked turning around to see face him,
“Um, I need somewhere to sleep. I can’t find my keys and my parents aren’t home.” He said rubbing the back of his neck.
This is happening a little too often these days, him getting locked out. I am beginning
