He jestured to his back suggestively, and I hopped on and laughed, wrapping my legs around his waist. He turned his head slightly so he could see me out of the corner of his eye, and winked at me, before carrying me and my suitcase out of my place, dropping me off carefully in the front seat of his car.
"Does Coach know that I'm going to accompanying you to the Finals?" I asked as Taylor started the car, and backed out of my driveway.
"Nope." Taylor said, chuckling a bit, "He said no girlfriends on the trip, I'm gonna have to sneak you around."
"Sounds like an adventure to me," I laughed.
We parked the car in the airport parking, and wheeled our suitcases onto the main floor, to check our bags. As we were waiting in line, I thought saw a familiar face, and froze. I tensed up and stood still, feeling my breath get caught up in my throat. It couldn't be. Standing fifteen feet away from me, I thought I saw Mickey. I clasped my mouth and gasped, as I shook my head, getting Taylor's attention.
"Is something wrong?" he asked, concerned, taking my hand and facing me.
"Mickey..." was all I managed to say before running up to the man, only to see that it wasn't Mickey, it was in fact his older brother, David.
"Oh god, David." I said, sighing disappointed.
"Jasey Rae." David said, staring at me bewildered.
"Sorry, you look so much like your brother. I thought..." I trailed off, and David pulled me into a hug.
"How are you holding up?" he asked, continuing to stare at me curiously.
"Better." I said forcing a smile. It was scary how similar they looked. They had the same big blue eyes and messy blonde hair, always tucked under a hat. Their cheeks were the same slightly rosy color, and they both had the same defiant nose. It was like he was right in front of me. I reached out and touched David's face, tracing the same bone structure that Mickey had.
"You look so much like him," I repeated, beggining to tear up. Only to feel Taylor's reassuring hand on my shoulder seconds later.
"Taylor," David said, nodding at him.
"Hows it going man?" Taylor asked, shaking hand with him.
"Its been rough. Especially around the family," He said, shaking his head. "Thought I'd get out of Windsor for a bit, cheer on you guys in the finals."
"We apprecaite it, bud." Taylor said, massaging my shoulders as I began to shake. The ressemblance was terrifying.
"Jasey," David said, pulling something out of his suitcase. "Mick was going to give this to you before he died, he gave it to me to hold onto because he was afraid you'd find it." He handed me a tiny black velvet box, and I began to choke up.
"What is this?" I whispered, rubbing the box.
"Open it." David said sighing.
I flipped the box open, and inside lay a tiny diamond ring, all done up in silver. I clasped my mouth and began breathig harder, as tears fell out of my eyes.
I picked up the ring, and saw engraved on the inside the words "Save my life" and the numbers 18.07.06. The day we met, and words to his favorite song. I was shaking viciously, as Taylor pulled me towards him, and wrapped his arms around me tightly.
Mickey was going to propose. I wouldve said yes. If he hadn't died, I wouldve been engaged to him. It was too much for me, I held onto Taylor for my life, slipped the ring onto my ring finger, and cried.
I heard half of a scream escape my mouth, and then the sounds of Taylor whispering in my ear that he loved me.
"I'll always be here for you," Taylor whispered, kissing my head as the tears keep pouring.
"Ill never let you go."
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