HELLO! Sorry, I haven't updated this in a while. I got caught up in one of my other stories. It's totally AWESOME! Anyway, I've had requests for more characters from Tee-Bone, and I still haven't put in Purple Lemonade Can, which I will still get to! I PROMISE!
After nearly two hours of trying to sleep, Paul couldn't do it. Just knowing Leslie was in the bed next to his was keeping him awake. He didn't really know what he'd done wrong to deserve her harsh words, but he wasn't about to give up on trying to figure it out. He turned over on to his side to face the bed Leslie was in and saw she was looking up at the ceiling.
"You can't sleep either?" Paul asked quietly. Leslie looked over to him and sighed.
"No," she said plainly, "Why?"
"I can't either," Paul said with a shrug.
"How come?" Leslie asked propping herself up on her elbow. Paul sat up and shrugged again even though he knew perfectly well that she was the reason eh couldn't sleep, but he couldn't really say that to her, "What're we gonna do about it?"
Paul cocked an eyebrow at her and she got up out of George's bed and climbed in next to him. Paul smiled to himself and Leslie put her head against his chest with a sigh. He hesitantly put his arm around her back.
"What did you and Rachel do at the docks?" Leslie asked quietly and sounding like a frightened child. He looked down at her and bit his lip.
"We didn't do anything." Paul said, knowing exactly what she meant.
"Then how come you were holding hands when you got off the Ferris wheel?" Leslie sounded close to tears. Paul kissed her forehead quickly.
"She grabbed my hand when we got off, and I didn't care all that much until was were away from the ride." He said as she looked up at him. She nodded and he smiled at her.
She sat up and started to go back over to her bed, but Paul pulled her back and wrapped his arms tight around her.
"You aren't tired are you?" He asked with a giggle. Leslie laughed and shook her head. Paul pulled her close to him. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. He leaned into her and finally kissed her lips. It was better than he thought it would be and she kissed him back while running her fingers through his hair. When he pulled away from her she still had her eyes closed and she was smiling. He took advantage of that and kissed her again. She didn't protest until he moved to deepen the kiss.
That's when she pulled away and swallowed hard, "P-Paul, I'm really sorry, but I-I can't..." she stopped her self and climbed out of his arms. Paul was confused. He watched her climb back into George's bed and tune over to face away from him. He sighed in disappointment before going back to trying to get some sleep.
The next morning When Paul woke up, Leslie was already out of the room and gone. He wondered if she went back to Annie's house as he walked out of his room as George Emily came out of their room.
"Where's Les?" Paul asked them biting his lip. George shrugged and Emily gave him a skeptical look before they went on with their day. Paul had no idea what he was going to do with himself for the rest of the day.