"Don't be sad, love. It's a bright, sunny day. The birds are chirping and it's warm out. Plus we have cold drinks and neither of us had to work today." I attempt to bring out the brighter side of things like people always try to put across when all people can see is the bad in a situation.
"Yeah, good point." she responds softly and I kiss her forehead while she continues to toy with the buttons on my button down.
"Paul, can we just go back to your place?" she requests while I sip from my root beer float that is by now half gone.
"Yeah, love. If you'd like." I respond and she leaves my arms and I don't take her hand this time as we now are walking again and we cross the street and get in the car where neither of us says a word to each other.
I drove us back to my house in silence as we both work on our drinks and then when I arrive at the gate where teenage girls still surround I'm not all that pleased about having to get out and open it as well as close it after I pull into the driveway.
"Paul! Paul! Can I have your autograph?" one girl just about screams at me while I maneuver my way through them to get to the gate.
"What about a picture?" yet another girl asks me while I work on ignoring them.
"Paul, who's the bird you're with?" one that I can't see, but can only hear calls out to me.
"Girls, I need to get through. Can you please move out of my way so I can get into my driveway?" I state with my not so pleasant tone because I'm not having that great of a day right now and they're not doing anything to help it. Addie's sad, I couldn't enjoy a cold beverage with my girlfriend because of these bloody fans and now more of them will hardly let me get into my own house.
I finally get the gate open and I get back into the car to drive in and then I close it and pull up to in front of my house where I park my car. I shut it off and just sit there as Addie does the same while staying silent and I sigh and scratch my prickly chin that needs a shaving.
"Are you going to go back to work tomorrow?" I break the silence between us after I looked over to her car sitting to the side somewhat near my garage.
"I'm not sure." she responds quietly and I draw out my breath that I blow out.
"'Cause I was just wondering if you plan on staying again tonight or not." I explain for my question and I lift my head to see her shake hers.
"What, do you not want me to stay now?" she retorts and I bite my lip.
"Addie, I never said that."
"I can leave right now if you want me to." she states and I groan and then I hear the car door open.
"Don't, please. I want you to stay tonight and for us to have a great rest of our afternoon and for this uneasiness and tension between us to disappear. I don't want you to be sad and feeling like how you are. But if you want to leave, you can leave. I don't want you to feel like I'm keeping you here." I comment sternly and then I sigh and comb my fingers through my hair while I feel frustrated.
"Maybe I should. I-I have laundry to do, and the house really needs to be cleaned and I need to put new sheets on my bed." she decides and I nod my head.
"Okay. I'll ring you then or I'll see you soon, yeah?" I reply and she just gives me a nod of the head instead of saying yes with her warm voice.
We both get out of the car and she takes her lemonade with to place in one of the cup holders of her car and I walked over to open the gate for her, but I went over to the drivers side of her car before letting her out. She already has the window rolled down and I lean over and she gives me a little smile which I return before I awkwardly peck her on the lips.
"Goodbye." I mumble and she looks away for a second and then back to me. How did things turn so awkward in such a short amount of time?
"Bye." she murmurs in reply and then I stand up straight again to tread over to the gate with a disappointed look to let her out and she drives away leaving me standing there all alone. Being lonely sure does stink.
I shut the gate and gave a wave to the girls standing out front before getting the keys from the idle ignition of my car and to retrieve my root beer float I had set on the top of the car. I spotted the bag of books belonging to both Ads and I before shutting the door and I grabbed it and brought it into the house. I walked inside to find my kind housekeeper finishing up the dishes that were left from earlier and I said hi to her and then I wandered to the back door to find Martha playing with a toy in the backyard.
"Hey, girl. It's good to see you. I know I wasn't out that long, but I hope that you were a good girl while I was gone." I speak to her as I kneel on the cement next to the table while I scratch her furry head.
She whines and walks away over to the door and then she comes back to me to sit and whine some more and she looks over my shoulder as if she thinks that somebody else is coming outside. It all comes together why she's acting so odd and I back up to sit at the table and I snap my fingers for her to follow me.
"You're looking for Addie, aren't you, girl?" I ask her and she extends her neck to rest her chin right on my pants and I go back to petting her.
"I'm sorry, Martha, but Addie went back to her house. We kind of got into a fight, or maybe it wasn't even that 'cause we didn't really argue about anything. I don't really know what happened, love, but we weren't getting along all that fabulously and she said that she had chores to do at her house so she decided to head home." I explain to the dog who I now remember can't understand a single word of what I'm saying to her. I just like that she listens and also doesn't talk back to me.
I lean forward to kiss her soft head and I run my hands up and down her neck and underneath her collar where she likes it the most and then I stop with a sigh.
"She left her books in my car, that she had bought when we visited this place that sells books. She must of forgotten that they were on the back seat. I doubt that she even noticed she hadn't taken them with," I continue to speak to the dog who I appreciate to just listen to my rambling of words. "I miss her already, Martha." I finish and I pet her a little bit more while her chin still rested on my lap and then I followed her over to the grass where I picked up her ball and tossed it for her to retrieve.
"Martha, stop licking me! No, no, don't! Stop it, you silly dog!" I exclaim fifteen minutes later as she stands next to me licking my face while I squirm, smile and laugh at her making my cheeks wet with her slobber.
I sigh after she finally quits and then she whimpers and lays down by my side as I'm laying on the grass and she lays her big head on her long paws. I sit up and scratch her head a couple of times before heading back inside to eat dinner that my housekeeper Rosie has prepared for me and she gave me her goodbye before leaving while I was eating on the couch watching some boring program on the telly. I took up my time after eating the homemade dinner by playing my guitar and the piano some and I got some writing done in that time up in my music room that resides on the second floor of my house.
After I wrote as much of the song as I could I returned to downstairs to have a bowl of ice cream as it's now quarter after nine. I sure did spend a lot of time losing myself in my music upstairs with Martha sitting at my feet giving me some support and providing me with lovely company.
"I'm still missing her, Martha. All I wanna do is ring her up so I can hear her voice or have an excuse to see her," I take a pause to think and I suddenly remember those books that she had left behind. "I do have those books. I should just go see her, shouldn't I, Martha?" I finish and she perks up as she sits in front of me while I hold the empty bowl my chocolate ice cream was in.
"I'm sorry to leave you, darling, but I'm gonna go visit my Addie. I have go return those books to her and maybe I'll grab one of those small cartons of chocolate ice cream I have in the ice box. After all it is her favorite flavor like it is mine." I speak to the dog and I smile at her before setting the dirty bowl in the sink and I walk Martha to the front door where I let her out to go to the bathroom and then I let her back in.
I grabbed the plastic bag holding the books I had set on the table near the front door and I had already gotten the carton of expensive ice cream out from the ice box and now that I slipped on my leather shoes that are half red and half yellow I don't bother to toss on a jacket because of the warm summer nights London has been having lately.
I stand there at her white door with the bag in hand and the small carton as well that is the best ice cream in town. I had just rapped my knuckle against the wood and I'm hoping that this time she'll answer the door rather quickly so I won't sit here wondering if I should knock again or just leave. I was staring at my bright shoes when the door opened and I straighten back up to see Addie standing before me with her hand on the door while she's dressed in a pink nightgown that has thin straps and reaches to a few inches past her knees. Wowzer! I can't even find the words to say how stunning and attractive she looks right this second, because she's got my head spinning.
"Paul, it's late. Why are you here?" she asks in an almost caring tone and I blink hard and look back to her face before I answer her.
"You uh left your books in my car and I know how much you love chocolate ice cream, so I thought I'd um stop over. I hope I didn't come at a bad time, love." I explain myself and she backs up and uses her hand to motion me inside.
"I was just getting ready for bed, that's all. Thanks for bringing my books by. I remembered that I didn't bring them back with me only an hour ago, but I just thought I'd get them another day." she replies and I shut her door behind me and I hand her the bag and she takes the new carton from me while I remove my shoes.
"I had nothing else to do and I didn't like the note things ended on for us earlier, so I got the idea to stop by to drop them off and to maybe have dessert together." I state and I follow her into the kitchen where she sets the carton on the counter and I take a seat on her counter while she reaches up on her tippy toes for two bowls while I watch her.
She sets down two blue bowls and she gets out two spoons from the drawer at her waist while my eyes can't resist to look over her thin, but curvy figure that her nightgown is most definitely bringing justice to with how it falls over her hips, how it shows her flat stomach, and the way it reveals the chest she was blessed with. Even though it is rather revealing, it is mighty hot to be wearing long pajamas with the oddly warm weather we're having and boy does she look good in it. I tear my wandering eyes away from her familiar figure and I look to her tan hands that scoop the soft ice cream into the bowls.
"Here you go." she remarks as she hands me a bowl with a spoon it and I take it from her offering hand with a small smile and she places the cover back on the carton and then she places it in the freezer.
"Thanks for dessert."
"You're welcome, dear. I hope you like it." I reply and I get myself a bite of the ice cream I had a bowl of earlier, but this kind is so creamy and good that even though you kind of feel guilty for having a big bowl or two bowls like myself, it's just too sweet to put down.
I shovel a bite into my mouth and I grin briefly at the rich taste.
"I'm sorry for how I was acting earlier towards you and for being kind of moody," she apologizes and I look away from the ice cream to see her eyes that are darker than this ice cream to be staring into her bowl as she leans against the counter to my left with her tan legs crossed. "I just-."
"It's alright, love. I'm sorry that you were feeling down. I didn't want you to go, but I felt as if I was getting on your nerves, so I let you leave." I interrupt her speaking and she moves her eyes to look at me.
"Why are you so nice to me and so considerate?" she kind of ignores my response and I set my spoon back in the small bowl.
"Because you're human just like I am, Ads. I know that you have things going on. I have things going on too. Both of us have feelings just like any other person. We've gone through a whole lot of stuff together in our time and I know that you keep a lot of things inside 'cause you're afraid. The thing is, love, is that you can trust me. I promise that you can." I answer her and she nods her head silently with a small smile that I hope is supposed to be a grateful one. I just hope that she'll let herself open up to me and so we can have a true relationship that works and where we love each other.
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