"Ok, here we are!" Paul pulled up to a grey house. "It's not much, but it's home." He grinned sheepishly, coming around to my side to help me down from the Jeep.
"I find it...cute," I graciously took his hand and gave him a small smile.
"Good, 'cause your gonna be living here for a while." He took out a pair of keys and inserted one into the keyhole.
The home was as humble inside as it was outside. With its simple decoration, and huge mess, it didn't take a genius to figure out Paul lived here alone.
"Here, I'll go put your bags in the room, and you can go pick out a movie, if you want."
I nodded and started to walk over to a bookshelf filled with DVD's.
"Oh, and one more thing," I paused and turned back to Paul, "Make sure it's a horror film." He smirked and continued up the stairs.
I rolled my eyes and turned back to the case, scanning the selection of scary movies. Finally I settled on Ju-On 2, reasoning that the Japanese version was always more terrifying.
"You choose one yet?" Paul ran down the steps and into the kitchen. I followed him and showed him the film.
"Ju-On, huh? You sure that's not too scary for you?" I rolled my eyes and stole a chip out of the bag he was holding.
"As if you'd care." He grinned, which quickly turned into a smirk.
"Well, if it's too much for you to handle, you can always jump onto my lap." I scoffed and followed him out of the kitchen, taking a seat on the couch.
Paul popped the movie into the DVD then plopped down next to me. Right next to me. As in a little too close.
"Try to make any move on me, and I'll break your bones." He grunted and turned to me.
"I'd like to see you try, sweetheart." We glared at each other until I slowly started to smile.
"You got attitude, kid. We're going to get along just fine." I laughed as his arm found its way across my shoulders.
"You have no idea," He chuckled and pulled me closer as the previews started.
The movie was coming to an end, as was the chocolate bar we were splitting. I reached forward, planning on getting a hold of the last chocolate square. Suddenly a tan hand shot out of nowhere, and grabbed hold of the delicious treat.
Paul smirked and popped it into his mouth.
"Hey! You stole my chocolate!" He laughed and stuck his tongue out.
"You want it? Come get it." I glared at the rapidly melting chocolate resting on the tip of his tongue. Making a quick decision, I wrapped my own tongue around his, and slid the chocolate into my mouth.
I sat back, happily enjoying the treat while Paul stared at me in shock.
"What?" I asked him, annoyed that he wouldn't stop gaping at me. He shook his head, his jaw still slack. I rolled my eyes and looked towards the clock in the corner.
"Well, it's late. I think I'm gonna head off to bed." I got up and stretched, with Paul following in suit.
"Think I'll do the same." He nodded his head towards the stairs.
"Ok, there's one thing I forgot to mention." He looked at me before darting his eyes away, trying to hide the smug look in them.
"I'm listening." He took a breath and opened the door to the master bedroom.
"There's only one room." I glared at him and stepped through the door, scoping the room.
There was a chest pushed into the corner, a desk up against the wall, and of course, who could miss the king-sized bed in the middle of it all.
"'Kay." I walked over to the bed, grabbed a pillow, and headed towards the stairs.
"Hey, wait. Where're you going?" Paul wrapped his arm around my waist, preventing me from taking another step.
"To go sleep on the couch, duh." He stared at me hard, shaking his head.
"No, you're going to sleep on the bed while I sleep on the couch." I broke free from his hold and stood before him with my hands on my hips.
"Nu-uh. I'm sleeping on the couch. I'm not going to kick you out of your own bed! What kind of person would I be if I did?"
"A normal person, perhaps?" I growled and pushed him towards the bed.
"You're sleeping on the bed!" Suddenly I was swept of the ground and thrown over someone's shoulder.
"Paul!" I gasped, "Put me down!" He shook his head.
"No can do, Carter. There's only one way to solve this problem, and that's to share the bed." I could practically hear the smirk in his voice.
"Well could you hurry up? The view down here isn't that great." I looked at his butt since it was the only view I had. Not that I mind.
"Oh you love it, admit it." He wiggled his butt a bit, and I blushed.
He set me down in front of the massive bed.
"So, how are we going to do this?" He shrugged and gestured towards my bags.
"Just get your pajamas and we'll figure it out." I went into the bathroom and changed into a tank top and a pair of short shorts.
I entered the room just as Paul was pulling his shirt off.
"Hope you don't mind, but I sleep shirtless." He smirked, catching me staring at his abs.
I blushed and moved over to the right side of the bed, and slipped in, Paul following suit.
One quick observation: Sure the bed may look huge, but once Paul gets in, you're pretty much squished together.
"G'night Carter." He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close, nuzzling his nose against my cheek.
I blushed and rested my head on his shoulder. "Goodnight Paul."
