AN: Hey there. I'm sorry for not updating as regularly as I usually do, I haven't been so sure of this fic lately. I don't know if many people still like it, if you're happy about the direction it's going in, and if there's a point to post it here anymore. I'm sorry if I'm wrong, and to kind of put a sad note on this. Would you leave your thoughts for me? Thanks and I hope you enjoy this part.

Paul's POV

Her eyes look sad and she just doesn't seem happy or interested in the current situation and I'm confused, but I stop and let go of her hips.

"Fine, if you want to leave and for this to all just be forgotten, then go ahead and leave. But I'd really like for you stay here so we can dance and talk about things." I announce and I focus on her eyes that soften as she sighs and she takes my hands to place them back on her hips.

"Okay, lets talk." she says and I nod my head as I lead us to the song that is currently playing and other couples are dancing along to.

"Yeah let's." I agree and a kind of uncomfortable silence follows my words and I don't know what to say next.

"Well who's going to start this? Somebody's gotta say something." I state to break the ever present silence and she huffs.

"Do we have to do this here, in front of all of these people?" she pleads and I glance to the people around us, whom I can barely pick out a few familiar faces from this crowd.

"Where do you reckon we do this then?" I reply and I let my hands fall and I take a hand of hers in mine and I escape the cheery people from the dance floor and this place that I've been dying to get out of.

"Paul, where are we going?" Mads asks and I nod to the man at the door as we exit for my car.

"Somewhere where we can talk about this." I reply and we arrive at my car that I unlock and I notice she hasn't gotten in as I sit in front of the steering wheel.

"What about my car?"

"Don't worry about it, somebody will drive it back by morn. I'll get it figured out, now will you please get in?" I reply and she relents and joins me in the car.

I drive out of the parking lot to merge onto the road where I see no traffic as a tense atmosphere has settled in the car and I continue to drive. I make a few turns until I get to a familiar dirt road.

"Do you know where you're going?"

"Yes." I reply and she sounds not the least bit happy to be in the same car as me right now, I wonder why she even came then.

I keep on down the road as I wait for the clearing I expect and the tall, colorful trees on both sides of the narrow road open to a creek where a circular lot is for people to park their cars to go fishing, have a swim or for teenagers to come goof off. I turn my brights off and leave the heat on as I stare into the darkness waiting for a word to be said, but we're both reluctant to speak.

"Why did you come tonight, Mads? If you didn't want to talk about things between us or be with me, which I'm easily getting from you, then why are you here?" I turn to her still figure to ask and she fiddles with the hem of her dress that she looks fabulous in, a lot of birds couldn't rock it but she can.

"I thought it'd be easier." her quiet voice utters and she still avoids my eyes.

"You thought what would be easier?"

"Making things right again between us and getting back together.." she explains slowly and her words trail off, so she does want to be with me again it seems.

"It hasn't been easy for us since the beginning, and it's never going to get any easier, Mads." I remark and she nods her head in I assume agreement.

I exhale a sigh and look to my lap while I'm trying to ignore the mess of thoughts, phrases, sentences and words running through my head this lonely minute. I hear almost nothing, but now that I'm adjusted to the silence the sound of the creek a hundred feet away from me is playing in my ears and the crickets have joined it. What ever happened to when neither of us could shut up, because we were either trying to impress the other or we felt so comfortable with the other? I wonder when that went out the window, or where it went.

"Mads, I thought you were okay with us being a couple and you said you were ready to take it all on, but in no time we were yelling at each other because you said you were having doubts. What were you having the second thoughts about?" I go out on a whim and say.

"Having it be too good to be true." her whisper of a voice replies and I look to her with a confused look.

"It's not every day that you find yourself as a 21 year old girl and you're suddenly dating one of The Beatles, or that you may be anyways. I was just afraid that it'd be fun and the dream it is and then abruptly I'd find out its all some rubbish that never meant anything." she reveals.

"Why would you think that it wouldn't mean anything, that the time I spent with you was fake? That the way I felt for you and all those memories we made together were fake?" I question.

"Paul, you just don't get it. You're the famous, world renown celebrity. How do you think I felt finding out that somebody like you likes me in that way and thinks I'm pretty? I's so hard to believe." she gives me more insight and I try to understand.

"I'm just like any other guy that you meet at a shop or on the street, really I am," I begin and I take a short pause. "Pretty isn't the right word love, you're a whole galaxy beyond that if I'm going to be honest." I finish and she still won't meet my eyes.

"I know, well maybe I don't know, but it's true and it's how I feel. None of it is a lie." I tell her.

"But why I'm confused, is why aren't you with some model or starlet instead of some small town girl like me? They're rich, popular and so likable. When I'm not that. I'm not rich, I was far from being popular in school and I'm not much of a people person." she turns to me finally and says.

"That's because you're Madison, Madison Shepherds. I know that you're not Audrey Hepburn or Judy Garland, but I've already done the 'date the famous actress' thing and it wasn't for me. I'm a small town guy love, and maybe that's why I'm attracted to a small town girl like you are." I attempt to explain and I feel as if I'm getting nowhere and that the feelings and things I'm going through are just not something I can describe.

I sigh and run my hand through my hair before I look back to her lost eyes that are set on me.

"Why can't we just be together again and forget about everything and everybody else?" I question.

"Because we need to get some things sorted out or else they're just going to come back and it'll be worse the next time."

"I don't like all this feeling talk." I comment and I rest my head in my hands.

"Well neither do I." Madison agrees and I exhale a frustrated sigh.

"Do you want to be my girlfriend?" I face her again and ask.

"Just give me your answer to that, please." I add on and she thinks a second, what a long second.

"Yes."

"And I want to be your boyfriend, so I think we have everything settled here." I attempt to conclude and I hear her soft laugh, I haven't heard it in what feels like ages.

"It's not that easy." she repeats what I said when we started this whole discussion.

"Yeah it isn't that easy. Mads, that's the thing. For us to be together it won't be anywhere near easy; I'm going to be gone a lot, you'll have to deal with a lot of publicity, and we'll have to trust each other."

"Do we have to talk about that right now?"

"Yes we do, because that's what got us in this whole mess the last time." I answer and she seems to agree or so her expression reads.

"This isn't all some dream that I'm going to wake up from next week, where this never existed and I never met you?" she questions with a smile and I shake my head with a grin of my own.

"Nope, it's all real and I'm right here." I tell her and I raise my hand to lay it on her cheek and our eyes lock.

I once again find myself lost in her eyes that take me to a world beyond this one, but I bring myself back to see those irises set on me with a soft look on her face. I almost kiss her, but I resist and my hand falls from her cheek.

"So, do you want to get back together?" I ask her and I emphasize the word 'want'.

I look to my lap where I fiddle with my folded hands and I exhale a sigh while waiting for her answer.

"Yes."

"I do too, but we need to go over a few things." I reply and I meet her eyes and she just gives me a nod.

"I-I dunno if you want this to be like a longterm relationship, but I just want to see what happens, and I guess we could shoot for that," I start to say and I see her nod her head at my words. "But we both have to be committed and we have to trust each other."

"But we don't even know each other that well, how are we going to establish trust?" she questions.

"It'll take time and we'll have to work on it, but I think we could do it. I think it's really important to have that for when I have to go on tour or leave for somewhere, or if you were to go somewhere too." I answer her question.

"Plenty of rumors go around about us lads love, about how we may be dating some lass or how we slept with some actress, but they're most always wrong. That's another reason why I want and need you to trust me while I'm on tour or when we go filming or at a meet and greet." I turn back to her to say.

"I wouldn't do that, you know, cheat on you." I make it known and she simply nods her head, I just wanted to tell her that.

"I know and I see how it'd be really important to trust the other, and although I can sometimes get jealous, I know you wouldn't." she replies and I flash her a smile.

Nothing more is said as I sigh and rub my eyes and we both don't say a thing, maybe we should just take a break from talking for now.

"How does taking a little break from talking for now sound?" I suggest.

"Okay, now can we kiss?" she remarks and I find myself grinning at her words.

"If you insist." I reply and we both lean in with smirks on our lips and I cradle her cheek once our lips meet and we share a tender kiss.

We kiss until I pull away and I peck her cheek. I stroke her cheek while I let myself get lost in her dazzling eyes that are bright.

"What'd ya say we forget about that bloody charity thing and we just go back to the house to have some fun of our own?" I suggest and I see her sweet smile.

"Lets." she agrees and I give her a short kiss before I turn my body to face the wheel again and I drive in a half circle to make our way back to the road.

"Are you cold, darling?" I question and I glance to her as she has her arms wrapped around her waist looking to be cold and she nods.

"Oh well here." I stop the car at the end of the dirt road after we arrive there and I move to get my jacket off to hand it to her.

She doesn't right away take it from me and I nod at her with an encouraging look and she grabs it. I smile at her before pressing on the gas and making a turn left onto the vacant road. I inch my hand over towards hers and I lace my fingers with hers to rest them on the console in between our seats, we still have things to talk about but I'm glad that things are feeling right again.

I glance to Paul who sits in the car next to me and he whistles while driving and I smile to myself. As much as I sometimes get annoyed of his whistling, it just blends in with everything in a good way, like it's meant to be there. We don't always get along and we butt heads sometimes, but I'm happy that things are almost okay with us again. We still have things to go over and figure out, but we're getting there and we haven't fought yet, which is a bonus I think.

I squeeze his hand that sits in my own and he looks to me with a grin on his face and I smile back. I glance to the dark window where we're the only car on the road except for another far behind us and I continue to stare at the buildings and trees we pass. We soon arrive home and we walk inside hand in hand and I take off my uncomfortable black heels and his jacket. Paul flips on the light to take the house out of its darkness.

"Are you hungry, love?" he questions and I nod with a small grin and he pulls me into the kitchen and I wrap my arms around his waist and I rest my head on his chest while he stares into the fridge with his arm around my waist.

"Hmm, what is sounding good to you? I'm not really hungry, but we could make something." he suggests and I look at the mostly empty shelves of the refrigerator.

"I can eat something later."

"Mads." he says with raised eyebrows and I smile.

"I can eat later." I tell him again with a soft laugh and he shuts the door to the fridge and rests his head on mine.

"Okay, I have an idea for what we can do for now though, come on." he states and our arms fall from the other and he takes my hand to lead us into the living room and he walks over to the record player that sits in the corner and he carries it over to the coffee table.

"Mm mm mm." he softly sings while I stand there and he fingers through the stack of records that he got from a shoe box that was set by the player.

"Aha." Paul states as he pulls out a 45 and he takes it from it's sleeve to set on the turn table and he turns the volume dial and makes the needle drop onto the vinyl.

"Well I told you I'd play 'Words of love' for you one day." Paul stands and he says with a soft smile and he walks over to me to take one of my hands in his own.

I rest my other hand on his broad shoulder as he's dressed in a crisp white shirt with a black vest and a classic bow tie. His other hand goes to my waist as we both start to dance to the song and I gladly let him lead and I start to hear the lyrics being sung by Buddy. Paul smiles at me as we look at each other and I let my hand from his shoulder drop to wrap around his middle. His hand goes to my back and I place my head on his chest while we move in unison to the sweet song.

I feel Paul kiss the top of my head and I smile against his chest, things sure have turned around today, in such a wonderful way.