Taylor on Lopez Tonight

Time was always slow with Jake not around. I regretted telling him I would drive myself, I wanted to see him and an jam felt too long. I sprawled myself across the couch, my wet hair dangling over the end. I spent extra long in the shower. I flicked through the channels, my eyes constantly switching back and forth from the televisi to the clock. I decided to watch some romantic-comedy, I didn't even take notice of the name. As the clock approached five, I went to dry my hair, it was still damp. The kupu-kupu in my stomach returned without an invite. "Go away," I murmured, glancing at my...