Taylor sat bored and confused in front of a warm fire. It was september now, and it was getting humid and mucky. For some reason though, it had started to rain. He was at home, thank the Lord, and Isaac nor Lindsay were in sight. They had returned from Hastings the day before and remained quiet throughout the whole plane ride, except he could hear Lindsay and Isaac chatting a few rows back on the plane. She had sat next to him, and every now and then a little giggle would come out, and exasperated Taylor would let out a little sigh, trying to push the sounds out of his head.

The rain poured down harder now. He was flopped on his giant leather sofa in the downstairs family room with his arms crossed and his lips pursed. He didn't think about Lindsay. He couldn't think about Lindsay. He sat aimlessly in a tight white teeshirt and navy blue boxers, trying to think of anything but.

Fans, food, t.v. shows, tye dye. Anything that seemed remotley thinkworthy.

Nothing.

He pushed all thoughts out of his mind and quietly fell asleep lying on the couch.

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I {Lindsay} walked into the family room, hoping I could get some peace and quiet. Isaac and Zac had engaged themselves in a game of Pokemon and refused to come out of their trances. I knew how boys were so I let them do their thing. All I really wanted to do now was think.

There was a soft glow in the fireplace...was somebody down here? I saw Taylor lying on the couch. His eyes, even under their lids, looked so tired, so distressed. He was gorgeous. His cheeks were slightly flushed and his damp hair was pulled back in a low ponytail. He breathed softly and I wished that I knew what he was thinking about. I watched his buff chest rise and fall methodically as I stared at him, neverendingly.

I began to consider why I had done this to him. Breaking up with him....I totally forgot why. I didn't understand. But saying yes to Isaac (when he asked me out)....I couldn't believe. But wait...did Taylor even know me and Isaac were official?

Maybe I said yes to Ike because I was hurting so bad. I did have some feelings for him, like boyfriend feelings...but Taylor......I didn't know if I wanted him back or I just couldn't get over him...

I knew it was a bitchy thing to do to say yes to his brother, but I don't know why I did it. Something came over me...and part of me wanted to say yes and part of me wanted to say no.

I didn't think I really like Taylor any more. To be completley honest with my self, I may havejust pushed my feelings aside, though. They might as well could still be there and I am just ignoring them.

But for right now, I just didn't want to know.

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I sat down on the adjacent couch. I pulled my knees up and hugged them close to my chest. I liked Isaac. I really did. I was being so selfish though. I couldn't even think that Taylor just might be a little upset about me and isaac? Not to mention, my best friend Jenny really liked him. There was no way I could tell her. Everyone else I knew would think I was wrong...and the fans...the fans would take every chance I could give them to call me a slut. And here it was. I had given them exactly what they wanted...a reason to hate me.

You just had to do it, didn't you Lindsay?

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"Isaac, you have EXCEDED the limits of an asshole!In fact, the level that ASS HOLES are on would be PRETTY GOOD FOR YOU RIGHT NOW How could you EVEN ask Lindsay?" Zac yelled at his brother.

"Dont you EVEN know how much I have liked her and how long I have liked her?"

"Whatever Ike. You are SO messed up." Zachary turned his face to his bed and pretended to be interested in the wall.

"You know what? I don't have to take this shit from you, you fucking twelve-year-old."

"You're right you don't. But as long as I am around, you're gonna hear it. You are a dickhead Isaac Hanson and I don't EVEN want to be around you. Get out of here! Go! I DONT CARE!"

"Listen Zac, since when do YOU care so much?" Isaac retorted.

"Since Lindsay moved in! God Ike, I treat her like my FRIEND! And I have ENOUGH respect for my SELF and HER and TAYLOR to NOT do anything. I used to ADMIRE Lindsay and think she was really cool and level headed-until she aggreed to go out with you-you lonely, stupid, I-can't-get-none-so-I-steal-my-little-brothers-girlfriend, horny, shitty bastard!!!!!!!! But you know what Ike? She might be doing it just because she is lonely. She might not EVEN like you now, so thats why I am not pissed at her. But you KNOW it Ike, you KNOW you have liked her for so FUCKING long and you don't even CARE about your OWN brother enough not to ACT on those feelings. Go away Isaac, you suck. You don't deserve to be around me."

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Taylor awoke suddenly. He heard screaming coming from upstairs. It sounded like Zac. He looked around. Lindsay was sitting accross from him. 'When did she get here?' he thought to him self. He looked at her and got up quickly. He trudged up the stairs as Isaac looked like he had just slammed the door and ran out of the room. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Taylor inquired. Isaac kept walking. Thinking nothing of it, Taylor walked into his bedroom. Zac was sitting at the desk, looking out the window. He didn't even turn to acknowledge him.

"Isaac and Lindsay are going out." Zac informed him.

Taylors eyes widened. "Please tell me you're joking."

"Sorry, Tay." Zac finally turned to look at him.

Taylor stood frozen. It all hit him in one second. He ran out the door, fighting the tears. He stopped when he saw me and Isaac kissing. He watched for a moment, the jealousy raging through him. "I HATE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE YOU BOTH SO MUCH I JUST WANT TO KILL YOU!!! FUCK YOU TWO! GOODBYE!" He stormed out into the pouring rain, barefoot.

Lindsay pulled back, shocked at Taylors harsh words. "Dont worry." Isaac said. "He'll be back."

I said nothing. I walked quietly up the stairs where I burried my face in my pillow, tears sliding feverishly down my cheeks.