Repost of "Breaking Free"
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writefictionTitle/Chapter: Breaking Free (14/?)
Author: amanda: jaclyn's twin sister
Pairing: Zaylor Hanson
Rating: NC-17
Notes: AU-ish. No Natalie, Ezra, Ellie etc. And they still live in Tulsa. And the story starts in May 2003.
Summary: It's Zaylor, do you really need to know more?
Previous Chapters
Other Notes: I was up for two and a half hours when I thought that maybe my insomnia could actually be useful. Hence, the reposting of Breaking Free continues!
Comments = Love!
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Zac's POV
I wake up the next morning to an insanely loud banging on my door. I groan, pressing closer to Taylor. I tighten my arms around his waist, burying my face into the back of his neck. The banging stops. But then I hear the bedroom door opening. A minute later my eldest brother's voice booms from overhead.
"What the hell are you two doing?! We need to get to the studio!" I groan.
"Go away."
"You two just had the past three days off to hang with your friends. Now get your asses out of bed!" Isaac commands.
"Jesus Christ, Isaac! We'll be down in a few!" Taylor exclaims. I grin against his bare skin. You tell him, boyfriend!
"Fine. But if you're not down there soon, I'm comin' back up here." I hear Isaac walk away then and our door open then slam.
After a moment, Taylor rolls over. I give him a sleepy smile.
"Hey, baby," I whisper.
"Hey," Taylor replies, brushing my bangs out of my eyes. I place my palm against his cheek.
"How'd you sleep?" Taylor presses a kiss to the inside of my wrist.
"Pretty well," he answers. "I was nice and toasty with you wrapped around me." He grins as I smile bashfully.
I pull Taylor close and rub my nose against his.
"How'd you sleep?" he asks. I smile.
"How do you think I slept? I had the love of my life ing my arms all night." Taylor blushes. I lean in, pressing my lips to his softly and slide my tongue into his mouth.
We kiss lazily for a few minutes, but then we're rudely interrupted by Isaac.
"What the hell?" Taylor and I jump apart. "Were you two just...kissing?" Isaac asks. I look at Taylor as I prop myself up on my elbow. His eys are wide and scared. He's got a bone-crushing hold on my hand.
I turn my gaze to my oldest brother.
"Why would you ask that?" I ask him.
"Because you sure as hell looked like it," Isaac answers. "And why were you guys wrapped around each other the first time I came in here?" I take a deep breath and squeeze Taylor's hand.
"There's a simple explanation," I tell my brother. Isaac crosses his arms over his chest.
"Yeah, and what's that?" I look at Taylor and simply answer,
"We're in love." A tear falls from Taylor's ocen blue eye. I gently wipe it away. Then I look at Isaac.
Isaac is just standing there chewing his bottom lip. After a moment, he speaks.
"You're in love?" he asks. I nod.
"Yeah."
"Tay?" Isaac says. Taylor squeezes his eyes shut.
"He's scared," I tell Isaac, stroking Taylor's cheek.
"Why?" Isaac asks.
"He probably thinks you're disgusted and now hate us," I explain.
"I don't hate you guys," Isaac says, moving closer to us. "And I'm not disgusted, just confused. I don't understand how two brothers can fall in love." He shrugs helplessly.
"It just kind of happened," I say. "It's like how they say you don't pick who you fall in love with." I lift my shoulder in a half shrug.
Isaac nods. Then he comes over to us and kneels beside the bed. He puts his hand on Taylor's shoulder making Taylor flinch.
"I don't hate you, Tay. I could never hate you. You're my brother and I love you." When Taylor doesn't respond, Isaac sighs loudly. He gives his face a rub and looks at me helplessly. I shrug.
Taylor slowly turns onto his back and looks at our older brother.
"You, you don't hate us?" he asks. Isaac shakes his head.
"You two are really in love?" Taylor looks at me and we share a smile. Then he looks back at Isaac.
"We really are," he tells him. Our brother lifts his shoulder in a shrug.
"As long as you guys are happy, I guess I can be okay with it," he says. "Just...give me some time to get used to it." Taylor sits up and hugs Isaac.
"Thanks," he whispers.
"Hey, what are brothers for?" Isaac replies. "Now get your asses ready for work!" He grins at us and heads out the door. Just before he walks out, he calls over his shoulder, "If you're not in my car in ten minutes, I'm coming back with a bucket of ice water." Then he's gone.
Taylor turns around and slides into my lap. He hugs me tightly, laying his head on my shoulder.
"That was so scary," he says quietly. I give him a squeeze.
"I know. But I had a good feeling about him."
"You did?" I nod.
"Nothing's more important to Isaac than family."
"You've got a point."
There's a beat of silence, then Taylor pulls back to look at me.
"I love you," he whispers.
"I love you too," I reply. Taylor presses his lips to mine and slips his tongue into my mouth. I moan quietly, hugging my brother tightly to my chest.
After a moment, he pulls away, leaning his forehead against mine.
"We better get dressed," he says. I pout.
"Do we have to?"
"Do you want to be doused with freezing cold water?" Taylor asks.
"Good point," I nod. Taylor smiles. He goes to get up, but I pull him back to me for another kiss. Then I let him go.
Comments?
Author: amanda: jaclyn's twin sister
Pairing: Zaylor Hanson
Rating: NC-17
Notes: AU-ish. No Natalie, Ezra, Ellie etc. And they still live in Tulsa. And the story starts in May 2003.
Summary: It's Zaylor, do you really need to know more?
Previous Chapters
Other Notes: I was up for two and a half hours when I thought that maybe my insomnia could actually be useful. Hence, the reposting of Breaking Free continues!
Comments = Love!
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Zac's POV
I wake up the next morning to an insanely loud banging on my door. I groan, pressing closer to Taylor. I tighten my arms around his waist, burying my face into the back of his neck. The banging stops. But then I hear the bedroom door opening. A minute later my eldest brother's voice booms from overhead.
"What the hell are you two doing?! We need to get to the studio!" I groan.
"Go away."
"You two just had the past three days off to hang with your friends. Now get your asses out of bed!" Isaac commands.
"Jesus Christ, Isaac! We'll be down in a few!" Taylor exclaims. I grin against his bare skin. You tell him, boyfriend!
"Fine. But if you're not down there soon, I'm comin' back up here." I hear Isaac walk away then and our door open then slam.
After a moment, Taylor rolls over. I give him a sleepy smile.
"Hey, baby," I whisper.
"Hey," Taylor replies, brushing my bangs out of my eyes. I place my palm against his cheek.
"How'd you sleep?" Taylor presses a kiss to the inside of my wrist.
"Pretty well," he answers. "I was nice and toasty with you wrapped around me." He grins as I smile bashfully.
I pull Taylor close and rub my nose against his.
"How'd you sleep?" he asks. I smile.
"How do you think I slept? I had the love of my life ing my arms all night." Taylor blushes. I lean in, pressing my lips to his softly and slide my tongue into his mouth.
We kiss lazily for a few minutes, but then we're rudely interrupted by Isaac.
"What the hell?" Taylor and I jump apart. "Were you two just...kissing?" Isaac asks. I look at Taylor as I prop myself up on my elbow. His eys are wide and scared. He's got a bone-crushing hold on my hand.
I turn my gaze to my oldest brother.
"Why would you ask that?" I ask him.
"Because you sure as hell looked like it," Isaac answers. "And why were you guys wrapped around each other the first time I came in here?" I take a deep breath and squeeze Taylor's hand.
"There's a simple explanation," I tell my brother. Isaac crosses his arms over his chest.
"Yeah, and what's that?" I look at Taylor and simply answer,
"We're in love." A tear falls from Taylor's ocen blue eye. I gently wipe it away. Then I look at Isaac.
Isaac is just standing there chewing his bottom lip. After a moment, he speaks.
"You're in love?" he asks. I nod.
"Yeah."
"Tay?" Isaac says. Taylor squeezes his eyes shut.
"He's scared," I tell Isaac, stroking Taylor's cheek.
"Why?" Isaac asks.
"He probably thinks you're disgusted and now hate us," I explain.
"I don't hate you guys," Isaac says, moving closer to us. "And I'm not disgusted, just confused. I don't understand how two brothers can fall in love." He shrugs helplessly.
"It just kind of happened," I say. "It's like how they say you don't pick who you fall in love with." I lift my shoulder in a half shrug.
Isaac nods. Then he comes over to us and kneels beside the bed. He puts his hand on Taylor's shoulder making Taylor flinch.
"I don't hate you, Tay. I could never hate you. You're my brother and I love you." When Taylor doesn't respond, Isaac sighs loudly. He gives his face a rub and looks at me helplessly. I shrug.
Taylor slowly turns onto his back and looks at our older brother.
"You, you don't hate us?" he asks. Isaac shakes his head.
"You two are really in love?" Taylor looks at me and we share a smile. Then he looks back at Isaac.
"We really are," he tells him. Our brother lifts his shoulder in a shrug.
"As long as you guys are happy, I guess I can be okay with it," he says. "Just...give me some time to get used to it." Taylor sits up and hugs Isaac.
"Thanks," he whispers.
"Hey, what are brothers for?" Isaac replies. "Now get your asses ready for work!" He grins at us and heads out the door. Just before he walks out, he calls over his shoulder, "If you're not in my car in ten minutes, I'm coming back with a bucket of ice water." Then he's gone.
Taylor turns around and slides into my lap. He hugs me tightly, laying his head on my shoulder.
"That was so scary," he says quietly. I give him a squeeze.
"I know. But I had a good feeling about him."
"You did?" I nod.
"Nothing's more important to Isaac than family."
"You've got a point."
There's a beat of silence, then Taylor pulls back to look at me.
"I love you," he whispers.
"I love you too," I reply. Taylor presses his lips to mine and slips his tongue into my mouth. I moan quietly, hugging my brother tightly to my chest.
After a moment, he pulls away, leaning his forehead against mine.
"We better get dressed," he says. I pout.
"Do we have to?"
"Do you want to be doused with freezing cold water?" Taylor asks.
"Good point," I nod. Taylor smiles. He goes to get up, but I pull him back to me for another kiss. Then I let him go.
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Date: May 26th, 2008 03:26 am (UTC)