I sit there on the floor with my knees brought to my chest as I don't know what to do. I don't really want to go down there and see him and fight about it, but I do miss him and I have ever since he came home drunk. I want him to hug me and tell me it'll be alright and that all that he told me isn't true, that he does want to get married.
"Is that really how ya feel, Macca?" I hear John ask.
"No, that's definitely not how I feel. I have no bloody idea why I would say any of that to her." I hear Paul say sadly.
"Paul, do you really want to marry her or not? Because she's not going to stay around in this relationship if there's no chance of that." I hear Cyn say.
"Of course I do. I've told her from the start I want a chance at marriage with her, ugh and now I've probably blown it." Paul says and ends it with a sigh.
"Where is she?" I hear him say and I was wondering whether they'd tell him or not.
"She's upstairs in the guest bedroom on the left." I hear Cyn say and I go back and lay on the bed and I soon hear footsteps coming up the stairs and the door opens slowly.
"Hi." paul says and I keep my gaze on the blanket beneath me.
"Hi." I say back quietly and he walks over and sits at the end of the bed.
"I'm sorry about last night, I didn't mean any of it." he says and I turn to him to see his messy hair, pale face, and sad eyes as they look at me.
"I want to know the truth. Do you or don't you want to get married?" I say as we stare at each other.
"I do Jackie, I promise you i do! All that rubbish that I said last night while drunk was bullshit. I didn't mean any of it and i'm sorry that I even said it! I do want to marry you and I'd have no problem sleeping with just you for the rest of my life. You're my life Jackie, you're all I need to be happy and to fulfill my life." he says and I nod slowly as I take in his words.
"Then why'd you say all that stuff last night?" I ask confused.
"Cos I was drunk and hell I don't remember any of it, not a thing. But ugh, i'm so sorry." he says and puts his head in hands and this time I don't go and wrap my arms around him.
"Is there a reason why you went and got drunk?" I ask curiously.
"No, it wasn't intentional. I just had too many beers." he says while his hands are still over his face.
"Will you please still be my girlfriend? I love you Jackie and I never would want to hurt you, you know that. I'm just a right ol' git who sometimes fucks it up with his girlfriend who he really loves and couldn't imagine not being with." he says while looking at me and I nod and think of what to do. I can tell he's not lying to me about really getting married but i'm not going to forgive him in just a second.
"Please Jackie?" he asks me with a pout while using his puppy dog eyes on me and I decide to give in, I can't resist him because I love him far too much.
"How's your hangover?" I ask playfully.
"Bloody horrible. My head is throbbing and feels so heavy and ugh I swear the sun is on a mission to blind me any chance it gets." he says as he groans and puts his head in his hands again and I move over to him and wrap my arms around him while resting my head on his shoulder. He unwraps my arms and pulls me onto his lap while wrapping his arms around me tightly and burying his face into my neck as I wrap my arms around him and I rest my forehead on his shoulder.
"You need a bath." I tease playfully noticing his greasy hair.
"Will you give me one?" he says.
"Of course, anything for you." I say sweetly and kiss his scratchy neck.
"I love you, Jackie." he says.
"I love you too, Paul." I say back and we pull apart to face each other and I lean in and crush my lips against his and he immediately kisses me back. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back as we lovingly kiss and I pull away after a number of seconds.
"I'm so sorry, J. I honestly didn't mean any of that-." he starts to apologize again but I stop him.
"It's okay, Paul. You don't need to keep on apologizing, it's over and done with and I just hope it won't happen again." I say as I look into his tired eyes and he nods and I kiss his nose and he smiles weakly.
"It won't happen again, I promise." he says genuinely and I nod believing him.
"Good, because it scared the scrap out of me having you come home drunk for the first time." I admit and he nods and seems to be embarrassed and looks down at his lap.
"Let's go home and I'll take care of you, how does that sound?" I say sweetly while I stroke his cheek.
"That sounds gear." he says quietly and I nod and kiss his cheek and I grab my stuff and we leave John and Cyn's house and head to his car. Nothing was said on the way home as we held hands and he drove.
AN: So, what're you thinking?