Here's the next chapter! I know its early but oh well. Has anyone else been watching Xfactor (UK)? Luke Friend is just amazing - I'm such a Friendie XD. So, I hope you enjoyed the last chapter and I hope you enjoy this one. You're lucky you got it, I was nearly to annoyed to write ... whoops.
I wrote a one-shot for Foxface from the Hunger Games a while a go and just posted it. If you could read and review that after reading this, that would be great. Thanks and enjoy
"It wasn't his fault" I hear a voice insist.
"So she hangs out with him and boom! She has a breakdown? He's done something, Hayley, she was fine until he came along" another voice argues.
"Dad, that's bullshit. He's the best thing that's happened to her" Hayley says. "Have you seen them together, seen how he treats her? He's so protective, so caring. Heck, even I would go for him... but yeah, he's not my type."
"Don't you use that language with me, young lady. I'm not having this conversation, Hayley, get in the house" dad orders.
"Daddy" I mumble, curling into the chest of whoever is holding me.
"I suggest you go home" dad says. "I don't want you near my daughter until I see fit."
"But Sir, I didn't touch her, I swear" a new, male voice says. "She told me about the accident... she got upset and then fell asleep and then I brought her home. I swear I didn't hurt her."
"Mr Lahote, I suggest you leave before I call the police" dad threatens.
"No, daddy, no" I pull at my dad's top. "He's okay."
"I've heard the things you've been trying to keep secret, Lahote, and I will not have you near my daughter. You obviously now know what's she's been through, I don't want you to add any more trouble into her life. Now, leave" dad orders.
"There all lies, Bee knows that" Paul insists. "I'll go... I will see her tomorrow though."
I hear the crunching of his footsteps as he walks away. Dad stands watching him for a moment before turning and carrying me into the house. He goes up the stairs and into my room, gently putting me down on my bed. I feel him undoing the laces of my shoes, pulling them off but leaving my socks on.
"I don't want you seeing that boy any more, Abigail" dad starts, interrupting the silence. "He's no good, a trouble maker. The thing's he's done with other girls... I don't want you to be with someone like that."
"No, dad, no. Paul has been nothing but kind to me. He helped me find my way around the school, introduced me to people which allowed me to make friends, saved Ollie and I from being attacked, held me and comforted me while I cried... The things you've heard, they're lies" I shake my head.
"How do you know their lies? Did he tell you?" he asks. I nod, opening my mouth to speak, but dad continues. "Have you ever thought that he could be lying to you Abigail, lying so he could have sex with you? I don't mean to sound horrible sweetheart, but why would Paul Lahote go with a blind girl? Surely it would make him seem uncool."
"Thanks dad, that's real nice of you" I laugh humourlessly. "Get out, I can finish getting changed myself; Hayley will be finished in the bathroom in a minute if I need her."
"Abbie..." he tries.
"Go" I say. "Why would a grown man want to help a blind girl when he could easily be out with his wife?"
"Don't be like that, Abbie, I didn't mean it that way" dad apologises. "I'm sorry."
"Can you just go?! Its not like you have anything to worry about. You've scared Paul off, he won't be coming back again. And, like you said, what guy would want a blind girl?"
Dad sighs but he gets off the bed and walks out of my room. I hear him shout something to mom before the front door slams and the car starts up. He's going out on a sulk again. Whenever he fights with someone, he gets in his car and just drives. He drove all the way to Florida once, he was gone for eleven days.
In a way, dad was right. Paul could be lying to me about the rumours, could be lying just to have sex with me. That doesn't sound right though. Being blind, I notice things other people don't. When someone lies, their voice changes a little. Paul's voice didn't change at all when he told me the rumours were all lies.
But then there's the question of why Paul's with me. I'm a blind girl, not exactly a trophy girlfriend. I know what Paul looks like, thanks to my memories and when I touched his face. He's good looking, one of the best I think, and he could have any girl; yet he's with me. Why is that though? Is it for sex? Is it a game, some kind of bet he's made with a friend? I really hope is none of them, I really hope he's with me because he truly wants to be.
"Do you want me to call him?" Hayley asks as I hear her walk into our room.
"You don't even have his number" I sniffle, taking her hand when I feel the bed dip down with her weight.
"No, but I have Seth's" I could hear the smile.
"Oh, get you" I chuckle. "How's it going with him?"
"Okay" she sighs. "He asked me out on a date..."
"Oh my god! Really?! What did you say?" I ask excitedly. "Why am I even asking, of course you said yes! Where are you going? When are you going?"
"I don't know, he just said to dress warmly" she replies. "Its next Saturday, all day. I'm actually a little nervous, I really like him and I don't want to mess up. It'd be a little emba-"
She stops talking. My eyebrows pull down but then I hear it too. There's a light tapping, like something going against the window. Hayley gets off the bed, her footsteps light as she makes her way towards the window. I go to call out for her to come back but, guessing what I'm about to do, she shushes me. She grabs hold of the window and pulls it open.
"Oh, you idiot" Hayley sighs with relief. "You scared me to death. Get in."
"Thanks babe" Paul says, coming inside. "Abs, you okay?"
"I'm fine" I assure him with a nod, accepting his hug.
"Paul, have you seen Seth? He was meant to call me ten minutes ago" Hayley asks.
"Go outside" he replies.
"You can't kick me out of my own room, you idiot!" she snaps.
"Hayley, how can you be so thick" I laugh. "He's outside."
She's silent for a few minutes. "Oh..."
She stomps from the room, pausing at the door to throw something at us, which Paul catches. We lay on the bed, me in Paul's arms, laughing at her as she goes. I can't believe she couldn't work it out, it was quite simple. Paul wouldn't make Hayley leave her own room, so there could only be one reason why he said that.
"Sorry about my dad" I whisper after a few minutes of comfortable silence.
"Its okay" he assures me, kissing the top of my head. "Where is he, anyway?"
"He's gone out... we got in a fight" I sigh, shaking my head. "Paul... why are you dating me? I mean, you could have any girl you want and yet you stick with me; the blind girl."
"Because you're the girl I want. You kind, funny, sweet, caring, beautiful, perfect" he counts off, kissing me with every word. "Do I need to continue?"
"Yes" I tell him, pushing myself up so I can kiss him.
He laughs, wrapping his hands around my waist and holding me tightly to him. I push myself up, sitting on his lap with my arms around his neck. My fingers bury themselves in his hair, holding him to me. His tongue traces along my bottom lip before pushing into my mouth, causing me to let out a low moan.
Paul's hands gently squeeze my waist before his fingers make their way to my stomach, under my top. He moves his lips to my neck as his hands travel upwards, making me gasp as his fingers touch my thin bra. He takes his lips off me, lifting my arms up and removing my top. Before I'm given a chance to shiver from the cold, Paul wraps his arms around me, turning so my back is pressed against the bed.
Paul hovers over me as he kisses my neck, yet I can still feeling his pressing himself, and his other... self... against me. I keep one of my hands tangled in his hair, the other spread across his naked back. He kisses down my neck and chest, kissing over my right boob. My heart beats fast, my breath coming quickly. What's happening?
"Paul, wait, stop" I manage to say.
He stops immediately, pulling away. "What's wrong?"
"Are... are...are you with me just for sex?" there, I said it.
"What?! No!" he replies. "I love you Abbie, I really do. If this... if you didn't want to then you should just say. I didn't mean to push you."
"No, no, its fine" I assure him. "I just... I just don't want you to use me."
"Abbie, I would never use you, I swear on my life" Paul promises. "I love you."
"I love you too" I smile.
Then my cheeks heat up as I realise that he's seeing me in only my bra and jeans. No boy has seen me like this before. I sit up, bring my knees to my chest in an attempt to hide myself. Paul laughs, pulling my legs back down before his lips touch mine again.
"Don't try to hide yourself, Bee, you're beautiful" he tells me. "And you always will be."
"You went be saying that once I'm old and grey" I chuckle. "My eyes are already half-way there."
"I will. Everyday I will tell you just how beautiful you are" he kisses me, pulling me into his arms. "Everyday for the rest of your life."
"Paul... can we wait?" I ask him.
"Of course" he replies, kissing my forehead.
"Thank you" I whisper after a few seconds, relaxing into his embrace.
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