Chapter fourteen
June 1958.
Alexandra's POV
It was the 25th of June, and school was over. I passed, and so did Paul. We were dating for a few months now. Everything was just perfect. Me and Paul were doing great, school was going great and I was planning to attend either university or art college next year. I wanted to study either music or English literature. No more maths, science or french for me.
I was getting ready for tonight. Me, Paul, Hannah and John were going on "double date". First Paul would come over for dinner and then we'd go to the party to meet Hannah and John there. There hadn't been too many encounters between John and me. Every time he came over and I was home alone, he'd push me to the side and come in anyway even if I told him to go back home. One time he didn't even wait until we were both sitting on the couch, he just pushed me against the wall, pressed his body against mine and kissed me so aggressively that my lips were sore the day after.
I snapped out of my thoughts. I had finished my hair and make-up, and was going to put on my dress after dinner. I heard the doorbell ring and made my way downstairs. Mum had already opened the door and Paul stepped in. He looked amazing! A leather jacket, tight jeans and his hair - oh his hair. "Well you're looking rather great tonight, Mr. McCartney" I said, grinning at him. He cupped my face and slowly leaned in. "So do you, Mrs McCartney." I got on the tips of my toes, reaching up for his kiss. He slowly leaned in and kissed me gently.
I heard some giggling behind me, and someone cleared his throat. Me and Paul broke the kiss, I turned around and saw my parents grinning. "Muuuuum" I rolled my eyes. "I'm sorry kids, you two are just too cute." my dad was standing behind her and nodded. "Your mum's right, but if you two do that here, you're bound to be interrupted by us." they both laughed. I smiled and shook my head. "You two are crazy." Paul was just laughing along, finding it rather amusing.
I took Paul's hand and dragged him upstairs, closing the bedroom door behind is. "So, do you know what dress you'll be wearing for tonight?"
I shook my head. "You'll have to chose Paul" I pulled out some dresses of my wardrobe.
Paul's POV
I shrugged and grinned. "Good for me, maybe you could give me a private show then? In your underwear?" Alex turned to me and raised her eyebrows. "Not." I laughed. "Okay, let me see the red one" She took off her shorts and top. God, how I loved her body. She had curves in the right places and it made me want her even more than ever. We hadn't had sex yet, Alex didn't want to. She told me that she wanted to, but not yet. I never really made a problem out of it, since I was still a virgin myself and didn't want to rush things. I caught myself just staring at her while she undressed and got into the dress.
"Paul, can you zip this up for me?" I got up and zipped up the back of the dress. She had moved her hair to one side, so her neck was exposed. I wrapped my arms around her middle and buried my face into her neck, taking in her scent.
"You always look spectacular, luv. No matter what dress you're wearing." I murmured into her neck. She giggled and turned around, meeting my lips. She kissed me quickly and got out of my embrace. "So, what do you think?" I looked her up and down. The dress stopped a little bit above her knee. She looked stunning. Red really suited her.
"You look amazing, as always" I grabbed her hand and she turned around in a little circle. "Really?" she looked at herself in the mirror. "Mh, I don't know. I have this black dress I really like. And besides, it's black and would go well with your jacket." She said while pulling the black dress out of her wardrobe.
I sat back down on her bed and nodded. "Lemme see how it looks then?" she was already stripping off the red dress, and got into the black one. It was stunning. I smiled at her as she got some black heels and stepped into them. "Better don't you think?" she said, while standing in front of me. I grabbed her hands and pulled her on my lap. "I'll have to keep an eye on you, all the guys are gonna want to dance with you" I said, grinning. She laughed and turned to me. "I'll keep them away, babe" she said, while leaning in and placing little kisses all over my lips. I pouted my lips and kissed her back every time she placed another little kiss. She giggled. I loved her voice. I rubbed her thigh and looked into her eyes. She was the one, I was so sure of it.
"Alex, Paul, dinner's ready!"
"So, are you going downstairs with me Paulie, or are you just going to stare at me?" Alex said while laughing. I grinned and she got up from my lap. "Hey it's not my fault you look good" she shook her head and grabbed my hand, dragging me downstairs.
Alexandra's POV
"Dinner was really nice, Mrs Jones." Paul said, he took his glass of water and emptied it. My mum smiled "It's Monica Paul. And thank you" Paul blushed and nodded. I smiled. Everything was going perfect. I looked up at the clock. 9PM.
"Mum, me and Paul should get going now, the party starts at half past 9 and we have to catch a bus first." mum nodded, we all got up and mum hugged me and Paul goodbye. Dad shook Paul's hand and gave me a kiss. "Take good care of my baby, Paul. I don't wanna find you've lost her!" he said while grinning. Paul nodded and smiled. "I'll have her back, safe and sound Mr. Jones." My dad smiled. "Good."
"Bye mum, dad!" I said, rolling me eyes and dragging Paul outside. I closed the door and looked at him. "Let's go."