"Do you want to know when I'm leaving?" Paul asks me quietly as we cuddle on my bed and I can feel him rubbing my back.
"You said you were staying for like 2 weeks, right?" I say back quietly.
"Yeah. You don't want to know right now, do you?" Paul asks me quietly.
"No, not really." I say back as I have my head resting on his shoulder and one of my hands is playing with his soft hair. He nods and I continue to play with his hair as he rubs my back and starts to hum a tune, and I recognized it to be some Beatles song.
"What do you want to do tomorrow, love?" he asks me.
"Ugh my graduation party is tomorrow." I say with a groan.
"Oh, how long will it last for?" he asks me.
"It goes from 2 to 7ish." I say and he nods. We've talked about my graduation party, but haven't made a decision of whether he should go or not. In my opinion, I don't think it'd be safe for him to, even though I really wanted him to come. I don't know what his thoughts are about it and if he didn't come, what would he do for over 5 hours by himself?
"Do you want to come?" I nervously ask.
"Yeah honey, of course I'd want to come. But with all those people there, I don't know how it'll all work out, love." he says and I nod into his neck. I don't know what to do and I'm trying to keep his safety in mind and I also don't want my party turning out ugly.
"Maybe it's best if I don't go." he says.
"But what are you going to do for over 5 hours?" I ask him.
"I dunno, stay at the hotel and play guitar or watch tv." he says. He could just come over to my house and stay in my room, since it'll be outside and nobody will be going into any of the bedrooms, but I don't want him to snoop.
"Well you could just come over and stay in my room during it, as long as you don't snoop through my drawers or in my closet." I say scolding him.
"Ooo, why is that? Do you have dirty things in your drawers and closets?" he asks cheekily.
"No, I just don't want you looking through my private things." I say with a laugh and he too laughs. And by my "private things" I meant the drawer in my dresser that had my bras, socks and those things. And in my closet a box of pictures of ex friends and some I hadn't gotten to throwing away of Eric.
"I know honey, i'm just kidding. I promise I won't look." he says genuinely.
"What are you going to do in my room all that time though?" I ask him and I feel like I'm hiding him, but I just don't think it would be safe to have him there with girls who I graduated with. I'd like for more then anything to have him there and to show him off and for the rest of my family to meet him, but I just don't think it would be safe for him or an appropriate time.
"I dunno, I could bring my guitar along and work on some songs I've meaning to add more to. Take a nap or two and watch a movie." he says with a laugh and I too laugh and nod.