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Taylor and I had been friends for a long time â€" growing up next door to each and all â€" but we ruined it all by making the mistake of having a drunken ‘moment' when we were at the 6th form prom after party â€" followed by me virtually running away and then almost immediately starting to date Daniel Morton. It was all my fault, I can't deny it â€" I shouldn't have kissed Taylor â€" and I really shouldn't have run away from him when he asked me what I was doing â€" and of course I shouldn't have ever dated Daniel…
I told myself at the time that Taylor would be okay and he wouldn't care â€" but I was so wrong â€" he took it all really badly and we hadn't really spoken since.
My dilemma now though, was that my grandma â€" who loves Taylor to pieces and was delighted beyond all reason when, in a moment of utter madness, I told her we were a couple â€" still thinks we're together and now that she's had a fall and become incapable of living alone â€" I can't lie to her about him anymore â€" because she's coming to live with us…
I could have been honest â€" hell, I should have been honest about the whole thing but call me stupid â€" many do â€" I lied. I backed myself into a corner and now I had to go crawling to Taylor to ask him this massive