Taylor tried to stop Amelia, but bit his lower lip instead. 
"Amelia.." He tried, trying to stop her. He was nervous. Really, really nervous. He turned around and cornered her in against the bike. He wanted to kiss her. Badly. He was quiet, as his look flickered from each eye of hers and then down to her lips. Back to her eyes, Taylor!
"I don't know what you've done to me. I can't get you out of my head.." He mumbled lowly, closing in. His heart was throbbing in his chest, and his hands were resting on the bike. Just half an inch from touching her skin. He was aching it. Needing it. So badly. He wanted to do so much to her. So much with her. It was becoming his addiction, and he had no idea how it even happened. 
"....can I kiss you?" He asked suddenly, not more than a low whisper, his breath caressing Amelia's lips. 
[@ineffable]
(Sorry this is a little short)