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Zoey: 15 Paul: 15 1/2

A/N Paul might be a LITTLE bit OOC... Or a lot... :)

Paul's POV

"But, I'm not-" Zoey Bruno tried to protest for the millionth time.

"Yes you are."

She thinks she's not tired.

Yet, she yawns every other five minutes.

We've been traveling together for a while now. And currently, its about eight o'clock and we've been walking to Sunnyshore all day. Right now, we're in a cave I found. Its raining outside.

Zoey is leaning on my left side and is buring her head into my chest. Her arms around my waist.

"But I'm not," She yawns, "Tired."

"Sure you're not." I roll my eyes.

She's struggling to keep her eyes open. If that's not exahustion, what is it?

I sigh.

"Stubborn girl." I say.

"I thought I was Troublesome." She says.

"Stubborn falls under the Troublesome catogory." I stroke her scarlet hair a bit without realizing I even was.

"Oh..."

She's so tired, I don't think she can move. So I do it for her. I lift her up bridal style and lie her on top of her sleeping bag. She immediatly gets in it. She's still trying to stay awake.

Rolling my eyes, I lean up against the wall that is right at her head.

"What is it gonna take to get you to go to sleep?" I ask.

"Noth-," She yawned again, "Nothing."

I've never met a more stubborn girl in my entire life.

But hey, maybe that's why I fell for her.

What?!?!

I'm still stroking her hair. I was. I began to run my finger around frame of her delicate face gently.

God, she's beautiful.

And I repeat, what?!?!

Her eyes are closing slowly, but surely. But she pops them back open and swats my hand away.

"Stop it."

"No, its working."

"My, my Paul. I've never seen this," yawn, "side of you before."

"Yeah, well, don't get used to it."

"Then I'll enjoy it while I can." She rolls onto her side and looks into the fire I built.

I lean over so I'm practically in her face.

"Go. To. Sleep." I say.

"Nah, I'm fine."

I roll my eyes.

"Paul?"

"What?"

"You are still like, two inches away from me."

I blush and push myself back up into a sitting position.

She tries to sit up, but I grab her shoulder and push her back down.

"No." I scold.

She sticks her tongue out at me and I stick mine out at her.

Then, all of a sudden, she asks a totally random question.

She askes if I've ever been kissed before. Then she yawns.

I sweatdrop and answer that I've never been kissed.

"Really?" She rolls over onto her stomach and folds her arms. She puts her chin on them.

"Yeah."

"Who do you want to have your first kiss?"

"Okay, why all the questions?"

"Just," yawn, "Wondering. I've never been kissed. So, who do you want to have your first kiss?"

"I don't know."

That is such a lie.

In my mind, my conscience is saying that I know I want her to have it, but I'm not gonna admit that!

"What about you?" I ask her.

I look down and see that she finally; emphasis on the finally; fell asleep.

I sigh in relief.

Or so I thought she was asleep.

"Hey Paul?"

"I thought you were-"

"No I'm not," yawn, "Asleep yet."

"Oh. What?" I say, standing up and getting some wood. I'm about to throw it into the fire when she asks,

"Who do you like?"

I almost fall over when she asked me that.

"Wha-?!"

"Who do you like?"

"What do you mean like?" Of course I know what she means, I just don't wanna admit who it is.

"You know like. Get that warm fuzzy feeling inside when you're near them. Or you feel your pulse race when they touch you." She answers with a strange look on her face. She's looking at me like she wants to do something to me. Her eyes are wide. I don't know if its because of what she's thinking about or if she wants to stay awake. I'm gonna go with the latter.

"Uhm, I don't really like anyone," I lie, "Never really thought about."

"Oh. Well, what about Dawn? What do you think of her?"

I sweatdrop. I know she's really, very tired. She only asks me crazy stuff like this when she's tired.

"Uh, she's... I don't know. Let's leave it at this- she should be a blonde." I answer, rolling my eyes.

"Your funny." She giggles.

She also giggles when she's tired. Learned from expeirence. Trust me.

Then, she says, "What about me? What do you think about when you think of me?"

I say, "A stubborn and troublesome girl that doesn't know when to go to sleep no matter how tired you are and... I think you finally dozed off..." I say.

Until once again, her eyes pop back open.

"Okay, why are you so dead against falling asleep?!" I ask very aggravated and annoyed.

"I dunno." She says. Its barely audiable. I lean down so I can hear her when she talks.

"That's not an answer."

"Because... because I worry that you will just like, leave me alone in the middle of a forest or something. Okay? I admitted it. But I'm not gonna say anything else. I know that there is some stuff your not admitting to me." She says.

"Wha-?!"

"I know when someone," yawn," is keeping something from me and your not very good at doing so. You try too hard to keep to yourself, you let it all out without even knowing... it..."

I decide to stroke her hair again. She curls up into a ball and shuts her eyes.

"What are you keeping from me, anyway?" She asks.

"Uh, that's not important."

"Yes it is."

"No its not."

"I'll go to sleep if you tell me."

I think about that for a moment. Dang it! If I tell her what I am really hiding from her, she'll know how I feel about her. But if I don't tell her, she'll be up all night long.

"Hello? Anyone home? Yoo hoo." She snaps her fingers in front of my face. I grab her hand.

I sigh, let go of her hand and say,

"Fine. I like someone. Okay? That's what I'm hiding."

"There is more to," yawn, "that. I can tell."

"Well, I'm not saying anything else."

"What does she look like?"

"Uh, she's got brown eyes and bright hair, literally."

"Is she pretty?"

"I think so. Her sisters sure don't think she is."

"She's got," yawn, "Sisters?"

"Yeah."

"How many?"

"Uhm..." Aw great.

I say, "A couple."

"Who is she?!"

"YOU!" I had to say it.

She sits up.

"Me?"

"Yes you. Okay? I like you."

"I don't like you, though-"

I cut her off because I think she was finished. I said that I kinda figured that.

"I wasn't done!!" She yells.

"Then finish!!"

"Idon'tlikeyoubecauseIthinkIloveyou!!!" She pulls my face into hers and kisses me. I kiss her back.

When we part, I say,

"I told you now go to sleep."

She lies back down as I sit up.

She doesn't answer for a moment.

Then she smiles and yawns.

"I'll go to sleep," I sigh. Then she says, "If you come with me."

She grabs my collar and pulls me down on the other side of her. She crashes her lips into mine.

As I kiss back, I'm thinking,

"I'm glad she didn't listen to me."

A/N I got this idea because my mom always tells me to go to sleep when I'm really really tired but I never do... :)) Anywayz, review pleez!!!!