A/N: The bold writing is Paul's thoughts.

Disclaimer: Unless otherwise stated, I have no idea what I'm talking about.

Rekindled

Summary: Five years after graduating and going back to New York, Suze comes back to Carmel-by-the-Sea for her Ten Year High School Reunion. While there, who should she bump into but Paul? Her feelings for him aside, Paul's attraction to Suze have suddenly been rekindled. Can he make her feel the same way before she goes back to New York? Or will she walk out of his life forever?


Chapter 6: Reunion

It had been nearly a whole month since I'd left Paul that morning. And I was a mess. I cried when I woke up every morning. I cried myself to sleep. I wasn't giving very good advice. I think my patents were become more depressed than when before they started coming to see me.

Paul left at least three or four messages a day. But I never called him back. And I never answered the phone. I couldn't. It would send me over the edge.

To say that I was upset that Suze left was a complete understatement. I wished that I could've had just a few more minutes with her. I always left messages, but she never called me back. I missed her so much; I just wanted to see her.

Things couldn't stay like this; I wouldn't survive. I had to do something.


I was sitting at my desk, trying to fight back the tears threatening to fall. I was about to leave for the night, but couldn't bring myself to get up and move just yet.

Then Paul walked – no, stormed – into my office. "P-Paul?" I wasn't even sure if it was him. I thought maybe I was dreaming. I stood up.

"Why," he asked in a strangled voice, shutting the door, "didn't you at least say goodbye?"

"Because," I could feel the lump rising in my throat, "I didn't want to have to see your face when I tried to leave."

"So you just left? Just like that?" He moved so close me that I backed into the wall. He did the same thing he used to do in high school, where he kind of trapped me in between his arms against the wall.

"Paul, I'm sorry. I really am. You know that I love you. But…" I wanted to touch him, but I was afraid he would disappear.

"But what?" He sounded angry.

"Please," I begged, "please don't be mad at me."

He looked taken aback. "I could never," He said in a much softer voice, reaching out and touching my cheek, "be mad at you."

I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of his soft-but-ruff hands.

"Just don't leave anymore," he whispered in my ear.

I stifled a sob. "I don't know what I'm going to do, Paul. I don't think that I could survive without you."

"Shhhhhh," he whispered kissing my wet cheek. My arms that were previously lying at my sides wrapped around his body pulling me closer.

"Do you have a place to stay?" I asked.

"I don't even have any extra clothes to wear," he said with a smile on his face.

"C'mon," I said, "I'm ready to go home. We can figure this out later."

When we got home, I was incredibly surprised that we made it all the way to my bedroom. Besides the fact that my house was a mess – what? I was heart broken! – Both of us were a little preoccupied with one another.

I fell backwards on to my bed, Paul on top of me, kissing my neck and ear. I sat up, pulling my shirt above my head while Paul took his off. He kissed my shoulder, unsnapping my bra and pulling it off of my chest. I started kissing his neck and running my fingers through his hair.

We pulled off the clothing still separating us from one another. Paul kissed down my stomach, all the while rubbing my thigh.

"Paul," I moaned. He suddenly kissed my on the lips and pushed himself into me. I moaned louder. "I love you so much," I said falling into the rhythm with him.

"I love you too," he said.

Later that night, as I laid there with Paul's strong arm wrapped around me, I knew that it didn't matter where we would live; all that mattered was that we were together.

The End

…for real this time.

One more chapter, the prologue, to go until I'm finished with Rekindled. I know that this is short, but I'm sure it got the point across. I hope you all liked it, I enjoyed writing it. Review!