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Kiss fluff!!!!!!

Chapter three:

"Hey, Paul?"

"Yeah?"

"Its almost 11."

The twosome were still just talking underneath the black sky. Their only light, the glistening stars and the few streetlights surrounding the park.

"Your point?" Paul asked.

"Never mind."

Zoey stood up and so did Paul. She began to wander around aimlessly. Paul followed her.

Towards the middle of the park was a large marble fountain. There was one big bowl like structure under a smaller one and so on. Water spewed out of the smallest one on the top and fell into the one beneathe it. When that one filled up, it would spill into the one below it. When it got to the bottom one, it was sucked in to a drain and pushed back up through a tube to the top bowl. There was a small light along the sides of it,
one every foot and a half. Zoey sat down on the edge and dipped her hand in it. Paul sat down on a bench in front of it.

Zoey smirked and pulled her hand out of the fountain and flicked water at him. She giggled as he wiped it off his face. He returned her smirk as he put his hand in it and caused a tiny wave to crash into her lower back, making her shriek and stand up.

"Paul that was not funny!!" she said examining the back of her shirt as best she could.

"Yeah it was!" Paul said laughing. She rolled her eyes and sat on the other side of him. She swung her legs onto it so she was facing away from him. She leaned on his side. Paul wriggled his arm out from under her and put it along the back of the bench.

"I had fun." Paul said breaking the silence that had fallen behind them.

"So did I." Zoey agreed, resting her head on his shoulder. She went on, "But I'm never doing this again, so don't try to convince me."

"Some how, I don't believe that's true."

"Why?" Zoey looked over her shoulder at him.

He pecked her lips gently and said, "You'll be back- I know it," as she got pale then blushed furiously. Paul smirked.

"You know, you should prob'ly call Dawn to let her know that you're gonna go over there." he said.

Zoey snapped out of her trance and nodded silently. She quickly pulled her phone out of her pocket and dialed a number she knew by heart. Paul nuzzled her neck as she put the phone to her ear.

"Hello?" the other line said. Paul was able to hear it again.

"Hey, Dawn. Uhm, I need a favor." Zoey said wincing.

"Shoot, girl! You know I'll do anything for ya!"

"Do you think I could come over your house?"

"Tonight?! Are you nuts- its almost 11pm!!"

"Well, uhm..." Zoey looked at Paul, who shrugged his shoulders. Zoey ignored him from then on, even though it kind of miffed her to feel him nibbling on her skin. She went on, "I sorta stayed out towards 9 with... a friend and my mom called about an hour ago. I, uhm, well, I told her that I was over your house."

"..." Dawn didn't answer.

"Who is he?" she finally said excitedly.

"What makes you think its a he?!"

"I can hear his heavy breath." Dawn said.

Zoey flicked his forehead and hissed, "Nice going Paul."

"PAUL?!?!?!?!" Dawn yelled.

"So, I can come over?" Zoey asked.

"Yeah but if he does anything to you, I'll-" Zoey cut her off.

"I know, I know he'll wish you murdered him when you got the chance. Don't worry, we're only hangin' out."

"Okay, I trust ya. How soon will you be here?"

"I don't know. Within the next two hours. Thanks soooo much, Dawn!"

"No prob. Bye!"

"Bye!"

Zoey hung up and sighed in relief. She shoved it into her pocket and lied her head on Paul's lap. She looked up at him, smiling.

"Well, I've stayed out later than I was supposed to, lied to my mom, and made last minute arrangments to go to my best friends house so I don't get in trouble. Throw in a guy kissed me and I got wet, and you have one heck of a night." she said.

"We could make it an even better night." Paul said, a hint of mischeif in his voice. His tone was slightly sly.

"How?" Zoey asked smirking.

"We could make out."

Zoey flicked his forehead.

"Or not." he said rubbing his head.

"Oh what the heck!" Zoey grabbed his face and pulled it into hers, kissing him deeply. His eyes grew wide even though hers were closed.

She broke the kiss slowly and sat up. Paul pulled her into his lap, put his pointer finger under her chin and kissed her again. She kissed him back as she put one of her hands on the back of his neck and the other on his head. Their eyes shut. Paul tilted his head to the left, deepening the kiss. Zoey tilted her head to the oppisite side as he licked her upper lip repeatedly. Zoey smirked against his lips and didn't open her mouth,
which only made Paul lick furiously.

She was trying to tick him off.

They finally parted when they needed breath. Paul looked at her with an aggravated look.

"Whatever is the matter, Paul?" Zoey asked sarcastically.

"You know."

"Oh come on Paul. I was just messin' wit' ya."

He rolled his eyes.

"Sure. Somethin' is tellin' me you like to keep me from frenchin' you."

Zoey stuck her tongue out at him, but before she pulled it back in her mouth, Paul stuck his out and touched hers with his. Zoey looked him right in the eye and kissed him, making his tongue go into her mouth. Paul kissed back as their tongues played with each other. Paul explored every dent in her teeth and corner in her mouth. ((A/N eyes closed!!!))

"You taste like chocolate." Paul said into her lips.

"Shut up." she snapped, still connected to his mouth.

They kissed for about an hour until Zoey gasped.

"What?!" Paul said, jumping. He gotten used to the quiet.

...

Well, aside from the usual happy moans from Zoey...

Zoey looked at her phone.

"Its... oh my god!! Its almost 12:30!!!"

A/N hahahaha another cliffie!
Zoey: stank.
Paul: sorry, I don't french from long distance. *winks at Zoey*
Zoey: *blushes*
Me: review!!!! Next chapter M.I.G.H.T be last. Sorry for not updating!!!!