A/N: Hello again! I'm going to call all you people the Dream Team because this is Secret Dream! So hello Dream Team! Yes... I'm weird, I have been told.

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Chapter 4: Telling Paul

Maiyah's POV

I knocked timidly on Paul's front door. I hoped maybe he was out so I didn't have to tell him about Amos. He wasn't out. That much was obvious when he opened the door and stared at me.

"Hi" I said trying to keep the nerves out of my voice.

"Hey" he said cautiously, probably thinking I was here to tell him to leave me alone again.

"I'm really sorry about what I said last night. I was just a bit messed up with everything and I didn't want to let you down but I did, badly, and I know I screwed up at school but I promise to try harder and get better grades, although I'm not promising anything in German. I mean come on, who's ridiculous idea was it to send the verb to the end of the sentence after because? I could maybe scrape a D in maths if I work hard and... I'm rambling, woops. But seriously Paul, I just came to apologise, because I shouldn't push you away and I don't want us to fight anymore" I said having complete and utter verbal diarrhoea. I rolled backwards on my heels and clapped my hands together. Paul was still staring at me but he had one eyebrow raised and a small smile on his lips.

"Wow" he said with a chuckle, "I'm really happy that you're going to try your best because that's all you can do, but please, don't apologise. It's me that should be apologising, so Maiyah, I'm really sorry for being a meanie"

I bit my lip, trying to hold back my smile as he pulled out his trademark puppy dog eyes and stepped forward. Paul always looked so adorable when he used that expression and I could feel myself melting under his gaze. I couldn't bring myself to tell him about Amos right then.

"So, we're good?" he asked, his hands twitching to reach forward. I had to fight my own urge to just reach forward and grab him.

"We're good" I said grinning.

"Great" said Paul pulling me into a hug, "but I'm still going to help you with work"

"Don't strain yourself" I said with a snort. I laughed even harder when he got me in a headlock and dragged me into the house.

"You do know I'm older and therefore wiser and stronger than you?" he said pompously.

"Oh please, I once tricked you into eating a garden snail" I said pulling at his arm, I looked up at him and raised an eyebrow, "I was ten and you still ate it"

"But I have to do what you tell me" he said pouting and releasing me. I straightened up and smirked. It's true. Paul did whatever I told him to and I did anything he told me to do. I would probably jump in front of a bus if he told me to.

"So what do you fancy doing?" he asked leaning against the wall with his arms folded, looking all smouldering and totally hot.

"Wii?" I suggested with an evil smirk.

"Mario karts?" he shot back, already racing to plug in the console.

"Hell to the yes! Bagsie Yoshi" I yelled, flying onto the sofa, all thoughts of Amos wiped entirely from my mind.

"Oh I will wipe your Yoshi on the walls with my Mario" snorted Paul, handing me a controller and plonking down next to me.

"It is on" I said leaning back as Paul pressed the start button.

I lost the first game. Badly. Naturally, I told Paul that I lost on purpose. I don't think he believed me so I smacked him in the face while we were on the second race to put him off.

"You're such a cheater" he whined as I flew over the finish line ahead of him.

"Suck on that big guy" I yelled, punching the air.

"Well you can just eat my dust" he said setting up for the next race.

As soon as it started, Paul grabbed onto me and got me in a headlock. No matter how much I struggled I couldn't get out of his grip. Trying to race with my view obscured by Paul's giant arms was very difficult and I ended up losing the next five races. Although by the end of the fifth race I had come up with a plan of escape. Quickly, while Paul was changing a few settings, I grabbed his arm and broke free before leaping on top of him and leaning back so that he was pressed against the sofa.

"Get off me fatty" he yelled, squirming underneath me. Not going to lie, being this close to Paul was making my heart pound uncontrollably.

"Just drive" I said slapping his leg.

My breathing hitched as Paul put his arms round my waist and held the controller in front of me.

"Shuffle" he mumbled.

I swallowed and nodded mutely before shuffling down in his lap. Paul rested his chin on my shoulder and I shuddered involuntarily as his breath tickled my neck. I don't know what it was, but there was something perfect about this moment. I felt, I don't know, complete. I sighed and relaxed against him, my cheek resting against Paul's cheek.

"You ready?" he breathed, his elbows squeezing my waist lightly.

"Uh huh" I squeaked, my hands gripping the Wii control tighter than normal.

Needless to say, I lost every race after that. I could hardly concentrate on anything with Paul behind me, any sane thoughts in my head completely evaporating as my brain turned to mush. He was definitely bad for my health. I could quite happily stay right where I was for the rest of forever. It would be like all of my dreams coming true. I had learnt to block my thoughts from the pack. If they ever saw what happened in my dreams, I would run to the most southerly tip of South America, curl up into a ball and die from the embarrassment of having my pack mates know that I fantasized about Paul Lahote.

"You ok?" said Paul, pulling me out of my daze.

"Yeah" I said turning to face Paul.

I forgot how close we were to each other, our faces less than an inch apart. My grip on the controller went slack and I heard Paul's clatter to the floor. Everything was clicking into place, my body acting on its own as I twisted in Paul's lap. My fingers brushed against his cheek and found their way into his hair. It was so much softer than I had dreamed about. My other hand cupped his jaw as I felt his hands gripping my waist. A niggling thought in the back of my mind told me that I should stop, but honestly, I didn't want to.

"Maiyah" breathed Paul, his warm breath wafting across my face.

"Huh?" I breathed, the ability to form words being nonexistent at this point.

Paul didn't respond, but his hand slid up my back and cupped the back of my head. My heart thudding almost violently as butterflies erupted in my stomach. I felt myself lean closer a few millimetres and my head tilted slightly to the right.

Then the most perfect moment in my life so far was shattered. Destroyed by one memory. Amos. I gasped, my eyes going wide, and leapt out of Paul's grip. My heart kept thumping, but this time it was an ache. I was ecstatic, but at the same time completely horrified. On the one hand, I had just been about to kiss the man of my desire and he hadn't pushed me away, but then I had agreed to go on a date... with someone else. Could it get much worse? Oh. Yeah. I had to tell him.

"Maiyah, what's wrong?" asked Paul looking crest fallen and confused but with a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes as he leaned forward.

"N-nothing" I stammered, taking a step back and crashing into the wall.

"Look, if you're embarrassed or you didn't want me to do... that, well you don't need to worry, I won't do it again if you don't want me to" Paul's expression grew even more depressed, and I felt my heart shatter as I realised he felt the same way about me as I did about him, "I'm not saying I don't want to, I mean, sure I want to. I want what you want. I guess I-"

"Paul, shut up" I gasped, clutching my head in my hands as he rambled on.

"What? What is it?" said Paul sounding distraught.

"I forgot to tell you something" I whispered staring at the floor, I put my hand to Paul's chest to stop him as he stepped forward, "no, Paul, I can't do this"

"What the hell are you talking about, Maiyah?" demanded Paul, his tone getting harder as his confusion grew.

"I have a date" I whispered unbelievably quietly.

"You have a... as in... with a boy?" said Paul weakly, stepping away from me.

"I'm sorry. I meant to tell you earlier but then I just completely forgot and you were really distracting me" I muttered, staring at a stain on the rug.

"So... you don't actually like me? You were just... I don't even know what, but... who is he?" Paul said getting louder. I had to lie. Lying would let Paul believe we were still friends, no matter how much I wanted it to change.

"I don't like you" I said quietly, "and... it's Amos"

There was silence but I could see Paul shaking almost to a blur out of the corner of my eye. A great pain settled in my chest as I felt what I was doing to Paul and myself. I slipped around him and ran for the exit. The wheels on my truck squealed in protest as I tore out of his drive.

I pulled over in a lay-by as my vision grew too blurred to see properly. I smacked my head against the steering wheel and sobbed hysterically. I had made the biggest mistakes of my life today and made a mess of everything. I clawed at my ears as I heard Paul's agonised howls cut through the air. A gust of wind hit me as the driver's door opened.

"Come on" said Leah softly, pushing me into the passenger seat as I continued to sob pathetically, "let's get you out of here"

A/N: Well that is NOT how I planned on having the chapter! The whole almost kiss thing was a complete accident... I swear! Don't be too mad! Also, PhyscoPenguan64, don't get too mad at Amos! I would like him to survive to the next chapter! Although I think you will like what I have planned :P

Right, so I updated on a Monday (quite clearly) but I won't update on Friday unless I get like... 10 reviews! So review away people! Yes... I am ambitious :P

-Lem x