A/N: This chapter didn't turn as angsty as I thought to make it. Also there are a few flash backs so i hope you guys don't get lost :)

Paolo came out of the weird trance he was in. It was two hours since he had left Allie standing in the doorway of his place. He had returned an hour later to find Allie had left. He came up to his bedroom and drew out some pictures not bothering to put on the light.

He drew a picture at random. In the moonlight a girl with chestnut curls and large eyes smiled dazzlingly at him. Isabella.

There were the good times…

FLASH BACK

"I think this baving suit is too tight for me!" barely sixteen year old Isabella Perichi complained.

"Well don't tell me about it" Paolo said" I like 'em when they are tight."

"You are disgusting!"

"Oh come on you know we've had too much private fun already for you to care."

"Oh shut up!" Isabella laughed as they walked up the beach near their hotel in Hawaii.

"I'll race you to the water!" Isabella said.

"That's not fair I'm the one caring all this stuff."

"The flip side?" Isabella teased with a smile "You'll get to choose the sitting spot!" Then she started running towered the splashing waves with Paolo following her.

Paolo dropped their things a few yards from the water and caught up to Isabella pushing her into the warm water as they came to the edge of the water.

Isabella screamed and started swimming away under water with Paolo chasing her. When they both came to the surface Paolo grabbed Isabella around the waist and said in her ear "You can't get away from me" making her go into a fit of giggles.

END FLASH BACK

Then there were the fights, the bad times…

FLASH BACK

"You are so worthless! What kind of boyfriend are you?" Isabella cried. She and Paolo were standing outside the recording studio.

"Isabella I am so sorry but you have to understand he's my father and it's gonna be he's big day."

"Well is getting married the day of the O-zone concert? You know they're one of my favorite group!"

"I know Isabella please I didn't know. Here have my ticket" Paolo said taking out a ticket and stretching it out to her. "Go with one of your friends."

"Damn you!" Isabella said grabbing it from him" You know I will go with a friend." Then after a pause" Actually I should consider myself lucky I'll probably have a better time then with you."

END FLASH BACK

Paolo sighed and thought about everything that happened. The last year of their relationship had been terrible. Isabella had taken complete control and Paolo felt their relationship falling apart and was desperate to do anything to stop that.

Then he had his car accident right before they were suppose to go on a tour. Isabella went without him. When she came back Paolo made plans to go to a paradise island with Isabella to try and make things right.

Everything seemed to go well until Isabella stated one day that she wanted a completely different music direction and that she wanted Paolo to be more in the background. Paolo opposed this idea almost entirely and tried to compromise but Isabella wouldn't listen.

FLASH BACK

"No! We ether do it my way or it is over!" Isabella said impatiently.

"Isabella please as I told you this afternoon can't we talk about this?"

"No! Listen Paolo at least I can sing! So we are doing this?"

""No" Paolo sad firmly.

"What?"

"No! I tell you Isabella! I've had enough of you controlling every bit of my life that you can! This time I am not giving in to you!"

"You…you cad!" Isabella exploded. Then she took a firm step toward him and slapped him. "It's over." Her voice rang through the air. Then she walked out of the room slamming the door behind her.

END FLASH BACK

So it was over just like that. Paolo left the island the next day. The rest up to the IMVAs was a nightmarish blur of reality. Nothing really made sense. Then after it all crashed down two things stood out…Isabella and Lizzie.

Lizzie….

Paolo reached for a picture of Lizzie. He started at her. She looked so much like Isabella. Except for the hair. He was, strangely, drawn more to dark haired girls then to blonds.

There was something about Lizzie's innocents. He had thought her naïve but maybe that was too harsh. When compared with Isabella sure but otherwise just fourteen and innocent. What was it that had drawn her to him so much? Maybe it was that she acted somewhat like Isabella had when she was fourteen. At fourteen Isabella had been as sweat and innocent as Lizzie.

He got this nostalgic feeling every time he was around Lizzie. That's what he realized after he came back from the US. It wasn't Lizzie he wanted it was that he wanted to turn back time. He wanted Isabella back. The Isabella that had fallen in love with him. Not the Isabella that had attempted to control his life.

Paolo shuffled the pictures until he came across a picture of Miranda taken by a cheep instant camera that he had with him on the day that he slept with her. She was so pretty. Something about her dark long hair that she had been wearing down that day and the low cut red top made him feel a strange longing. She excited him. 'Damn it what am I thinking?' Paolo thought disgusted wit himself. This girl was three years younger then him and he had seduced her. But man it had been too easy.

Paolo started at the picture. Allie's words rang in his mind. Was he really scared of falling in love with her? Could he? Paolo shook his head. She was a beautiful girl that's all there was to it. 'A commitment problem…yea sure like I care' paolo though thinking about what Allie had said.

He got up and came to the window. He longed for a drink. What did he have? A bottle of beer for sure. Yea a few drinks wouldn't hurt but would definitely help.