A/N: I only own Iris. Keep up the review if you want the story to continue. Sorry if this seems disorganized I am writing it early in the morning, but I wanted to post it. Enjoy.
I didn't know much but I knew we were going to the hospital. Steph wouldn't tell me anything. We arrived and she knew exactly where to go. I followed her into a waiting room. I saw John, Randy, and Dave.
PAUL! I thought and I wanted to freak out. I looked at Steph. She was way to calm for it to have been Paul. John pulled me into his lap. I was lost. Everyone was upset, but not majorly upset. Steph set beside me. I had to know.
"What happened?" I asked John. He just sighed.
"What happened?" I asked him again. He was just sitting there. No one would tell me. I got annoyed.
"I'll be outside." I told them.
"I am going with you." Randy said.
We walked out and went downstairs.
"You ok?" he asked me.
"I am peachy; what the hell happened? I mean I don't even know why we are here." I told him. He laughed.
"We were playing football and Paul got hurt." he told me. I just looked at him.
"Got hurt?" I asked him.
"Yeah, apparently, Dave went to tackle him and he used his knee a little too much." Randy said. I still didn't get it; then it hit me.
"Oh….OH." I said. Randy laughed at me. John walked out a few seconds later. He sat beside me. He didn't look to good.
"What is it?" I asked John.
"I just don't feel good." he said. He laid his head on my shoulder.
"Baby, it will be ok. We just won't go to the movie tonight." I told him. He nodded and closed his eyes. Randy and I continued to talk until Dave, Steph, and a very sore Paul came out. We were leaving. I had to wake John up so we could leave. We piled back in cars and drove home. We weren't going out that night.
We got back and I helped John up to bed. He immediately fell asleep. Paul went to sleep and Steph stayed with him. Dave, Randy, and I were watching TV.
"I am going to go take a nap." Randy said and he walked upstairs. He left Dave and me.
"You want to sit outside?" Dave asked me. I nodded. We walked outside and sat down in the swing.
"I am sorry about earlier." I told him. He smiled at me.
"I told you not to worry about it." he said. I just looked down.
"Iris?" he asked me. I looked at him. He wanted to tell me something, but he couldn't.
"What is it, Dave?" I asked.
"I just…. I mean… I don't think you should be with John." he finally told me.
"Ok. Why not?" I asked him.
"Well, he did leave you when you were most venerable and he showed you he can't be dependable. I just don't want you to get hurt." he said.
"Thanks for the concern Dave, but I will be fine." I told him.
"Iris, don't be naive." he said.
"Dave, just leave it alone." I told him. He just looked at me.
"I am trying to be a friend." he told me.
"I understand, but just let it go. I am asking you as a friend to just let it go." I pleaded with him. He nodded.
"I need to go check on John." I told him and got up. He was pissing me off a little. I walked upstairs to see John. He was still asleep. I gave him some Tylenol and let him sleep. I laid down for a little while and I fell asleep.
I woke up and John was still asleep. I left him alone and went down stairs. The sun had set and Randy was drinking. I sat down next to him. He poured me a drink and handed it to me.
"You need this." he said. I smiled and gladly took it. Dave had sat down and gotten a drink as well. We were talking. Dave and I acted as if nothing had ever happen. We began to drink and drink.
Paul came out of his room to see Dave passed out on the couch. He walked into the kitchen. Randy was talking to me.
Paul POV
I finally felt like getting up. Steph was asleep and I didn't want to bother her. I also wanted to see Iris. I walked out. Dave was passed out on the couch. I walked into the kitchen to see a drunken Randy and a drunken Iris. They were talking and didn't pay much attention to me. John who was coming down stairs also met me. He came into the kitchen and saw them drunk.
"You didn't want to drink them?" I asked him.
"I was asleep. I didn't know she even drank." he told me.
"Yeah." I told him.
"You feeling ok?" he asked me.
"Yeah. I am fine." I told him. I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw something that made my blood boil. Randy was talking to Iris and he just kissed her. John saw it too, but I think that we both were in too much shock to react. Iris pushed him away.
"No Randy. I am with John. I don't want to kiss you." she told him. We figured maybe Randy would take a hint. He grabbed her wrist and kissed her again. John and I were over there in a second. I pulled Randy off her and John stood in front of her.
"Randy, you have had enough. Go to bed." I told him. He just looked at me. He got up and went upstairs. I turned to look at John. He was looking at Iris. She was lying on the table crying.
"What is it, sweetie?" I asked her.
"He kissed me. John is going to be mad." she sobbed. She was clearly drunk, but she seemed to care about him.
"He is not going to be mad." I comforted her.
"Yes, he is." she said as she stood up. She took a step and passed out. I caught her and looked at John.
"Come on. I will carry her upstairs." I told him. He grabbed a bottle of water and followed me. I laid her in bed and looked at John. He was just looking at her.
"John?" I said.
"Yeah, Paul?" he asked.
"I am sorry." I told him.
"For what?" he asked me. He was confused.
"I didn't want you and her together. I tried to break you up while you were gone and she wouldn't leave you. I couldn't figure out why, but now I understand. I didn't give you enough credit. I am sorry. You really do like her." I told him. He just looked at me. I was wondering if he was going to hit me.
"Thanks Paul. I knew it took a lot for you to do that." he said. He shook my hand.
"I am sorry. Steph was right the whole time. I just wanted you to know if ya need anything. I am here as a friend." I told him. He thanked me and I walked out.
Got him right where I want him. I thought as I walked downstairs and back to my waiting wife.