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A/N: So sorry for the long wait but I got extremely busy with school! But I got a new chapter out anyways! This chapter will probably shock a lot of you, but believe me, I had this planned out from the start, I just hope you won't kill me! Anyway, I won't spoil anything. I hope you'll like it! And before you tell me, I KNOW MY TIMELINE IS RUBBISH! But I got over it! Lol! Anyway, here it is and enjoy! And remember to review! I love to hear from you guys! You're my inspiration to keep writing!

Daisies, That's What You Gave Me

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A blissful heat, that's all I felt. I was faintly aware about our surroundings but I could care less. I mean, the fact that I was pinned beneath him on his bed was quite intimate but I was more focused on his lips and his hands. They were roaming quite freely, not to mention he wasn't wearing a shirt. My hands roamed over his tanned back and I could hear him hiss when my nails scratched his skin. I pulled away from his lips but he didn't give me a chance and he pressed his lips on mine again. Kissing me, teasing me at the right places. His tongue begging entrance and exploring every part of my mouth. I felt his hands on my back roaming freely. Goosebumps appeared on my skin and tugged at the back of his hair. The heat was unbearable and I felt like drowning.

"Paul." I breathed out heavily as his lips trailed down my jaw to my neck. My hands were now hanging on to his shoulders limply. It was like I had no control over my body and with this heat it felt like a warm blanket covered me. A strange hazy fog suddenly filled my mind and the only thing I could hear was some sort ringing in my ear. Spots danced in my vision.

"Julie?" I could hear Paul's frantic voice close to me and I forced my self to open my eyes. Reluctantly they fluttered open and I saw through a haze Paul's face. His face worried and frowns marking his face.

"Oh crap!" I mumbled suddenly realizing what happened.

"Baby, you alright?" I blinked in response and he hoisted me up, settling me in his lap. His hand on the small of my back. His warmth practically suffocating me.

"What happened?" I asked in a tiny voice. I looked at Paul confused.

"You fainted!" He said. I frowned. I fainted?

"I fainted?" I asked perplexed.

"Yeah, how did that happen?" I flushed scarlet. I covered my face in my hands.

"Oh my God, how humiliating!" I exclaimed. I fainted. While I was making out with Paul! Could it get any worse? Well it could! Suddenly Paul's loud laugh bellowed in his room. I buried my face deeper in my hands. This had to be the most embarrassing moment ever. I wish the floor would swallow me whole! Ugh!

"Shut up!" I muttered as Paul peeled off the fingers from my face. I shrugged off his hold on me. He didn't budge.

"Come on Jules!" Paul urged and I focused my eyes on his face. His beautiful face was fighting the urge not to laugh and I cried out in frustration and got off his lap, or at least, that was the intention. Paul's hands had a firm grip on my hips.

"Paul!" I drawled and he let go and I got up.

"Honey, don't worry. I won't tell!" Paul assured me with a sly grin. I blinked blankly.

"Much!"

"Ugh PAUL!" I screamed annoyed but Paul only laughed at me playfully before he pulled me closer again. Pressing his lips gently against mine.

"I love you!" I smiled at him. My heart practically exploding with joy. He said he loved me. He said he loved me?! What do I say back?

"I love you too!"

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I shifted my weight to my other side as I tossed and turned. I kept my eyes shut even though tears escaped, rolling down my cheeks, leaving a trail of heartache. I took a shaky breath and bit my lip to keep myself from crying out loud. It was three days ago when I stayed at Paul's house to meet his parents. He had met mine before and well, I already expected that it would be a disaster, but Paul was persistent and he kept insisting to meet my parents. Who'd thought he would want to? I for one didn't know that he wanted to meet my parents this much.

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The doorbell rang and I quickly bolted for the door before my parents had the chance. I pushed Paul outside before he could even blink and shut the door behind me. I looked at him with a frantic look in my eyes and eyed his clothes. He looked very nice. He was wearing dark blue fitting jeans with a white button up shirt. His dark hair was in a perfect disarray and I had to refrain myself from running my hands through it.

"What's wrong?" Paul asked. I smiled at him feverishly than I saw the bouquet of flowers in his hands. I melted.

"Paul, you shouldn't have!" I cooed seeing the gorgeous bouquet of daisies. Even though I didn't like daisies that much it was the thought that counted. Paul's eyes shifted to the flowers in his hands and than looked at me.

"They're not for you."

What?

"They're for your mother." I silently fumed. Pal had never bought me flowers. Never and he's seeing my mother for the first time and he has the nerve to buy her flowers and not me?

"Oh!" I drawled inadequately. I rolled my eyes and opened the front door as I pulled him inside by his sleeve.

"Mum, Paul is here." I said loudly. My mother immediately came running to the living room and eyed Paul carefully. I knew she was being cautious because he was so huge but she kept it hidden fairy well and shook his hand. Paul than gave her the flowers and just like that she melted. How much alike are we?

"Oh dear they are beautiful. How thoughtful of you Paul." My mother's voice was so sickly sweet I wondered if it was fake but when I eyed her more carefully I saw the sincerity in her eyes. I let out a deep breath. My mum was sold, now I hoped my dad would approve him. Not that it mattered but still.

"You're welcome Mrs Lynam." Paul said in a perfect polite tone. I frowned at him. He sure was very polite. I wasn't used to that. I mean, I know how Jared kept telling me that Paul can be fairly crude but he seemed so… so polite? I couldn't think of another word. Of course with me he'd tend to slip a few things. But according to his friends he'd censor everything for me. Just a few notches though.

I sighed heavily as my mother called for my dad. "Finn sweetheart, come here." My dad growled and I closed my eyes to avoid any further humiliation. I grasped Paul's hand and pulled him down.

"You cannot hold me accountable for what happens next." I hissed and pushed him away. I could practically hear Paul roll his eyes. As my dad came in he took one look at Paul before saying the unthinkable.


"He's too old!"

"DAD!" I hissed. No hello, nice to meet you but he's too old. What kind of greeting is that? My dad didn't react though.

"He's my age dad!" I said clenching my teeth hoping I wouldn't say something to set him off. Paul eyed me carefully as I glared silently at my dad. This wasn't going to the way I wanted it to go. We were all engulfed in this awfully uncomfortable silence. But what I hated the most was that my dad hadn't even greeted Paul properly after his little, very inappropriate, greeting. If you can even call it that.

My dad grunted something incoherently and walked away. Tears burned in my eyes and I shifted my eyes to the wall while my mother apologized on dad's behalf. I didn't want her to apologize, I wanted him to apologize and be nice to Paul. Accept him. I wanted him to be the dad I always wanted him to be. The dad he was supposed to be. Not the dad that only wanted to be a dad when it suited him. I blinked away my tears and I felt Paul's warm arm around my waist. He gently tightened his hold letting me know that he was here.

"I think it's time to go." I said. My voice cracked slightly and I gave my mother a silent warning not to interfere. She smiled, pecked my forehead before shooing us out of the house.

"Have fun sweetheart."

"Thanks Mrs Lynam." Paul said cheerily as he waved at her. His hand was clutching mine protectively and I let him pull me towards his car.

"You alright?" He asked as he pulled me to him. I put my hands on the buttons of his shirt and I tugged at it. Merely because I needed something to do with it. No other thoughts or meaning were involved. I felt his warm hands on my back. I kissed the side of his neck and nodded. I was fine, slightly embarrassed but nothing I couldn't handle.

"I'll be fine Paul. Let's go."

"Wait!" He said and before I knew it he had reached into the car and pulled out a beautiful bouquet of lilies.

"I love you!" I murmured kissing him on the lips as I pulled him down to compensate the height difference.

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After that hell broke loose. I wasn't truly sure what happened everything was blurry and it all happened in like a spam of a few minutes. I'm sure I must've missed so many things to make a clear story out of it. But all I knew was that I saw something. Something big! Something that scared the hell out of me and that something made Paul pissed as hell.

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"What was that?" My voice sounded squeaky. I looked at Paul as he stepped on the gas. His jaw tightened and his hands were shaking.

"Paul?" My voice sounded hesitant. "Paul, stop the car!"

"Julie not now!" Paul responded.

"Paul! I saw something. You saw it too didn't you?" I asked. The flash of brown was hard not to see but it seemed like Paul didn't see it.

"No Julie, I didn't see it." The way he pronounced the words made me feel little. He was patronizing me. I narrowed my eyes and I clutched my knees as a flash of red went through my body.

"Stop the car." I hissed. I looked at Paul but he didn't oblige.

"I said stop the car!" Paul stepped on the brakes and the car came to a stop. I fumbled with my seatbelt and got out of the car slamming the door loudly. Paul was next to me in a matter of seconds. Sometimes the speed of this boy surprised me immensely.

"You are either hiding something or you're really blind!" I hissed angrily. I couldn't believe that Paul was acting like this. I knew he saw it. I just wished he told me the truth.

"Julie, you're being ridiculous, I didn't see anything. Can you get in the car now?" Paul asked. I narrowed my eyes at him as he pulled at my wrist. I slapped his shoulder but he didn't let go. I ignored the throbbing in my hand.

"Stop it! I don't know what game you're playing but it's time to come clean!" I shouted. Paul's brown eyes flashed with anger and he dropped my wrist immediately.

"I'm not playing a game Julie! You're overreacting. There's nothing here, see?" He said loudly, motioning with his hands that the road was empty. I looked at the field next to the road which bordered the forest and peered into the trees. I didn't see something or I that's what I tried to tell myself.

"Whatever."

Suddenly out of nowhere I did see something. And for the first time I got a clear view of what was going on. I finally had a word to give the gigantic beast that stood only a few feet away from me. A bear. It had to be a bear. Only it was far too doglike to be a bear. Yet it was too big to be a wolf. Or was it? My eyes snapped to Paul and I could see him shaking in anger. My eyes snapped back to the beast in front of us but he was gone. My feet stumbled and I fell on my back.

"Jules!" Paul's concerned voice said and he hauled me back up in a matter of seconds and as he practically carried me back to the car before getting in himself I knew he had seen it to. This time there was no escaping.

"You can't tell me that you didn't see it now." I told Paul. He kept quiet the whole way back home.

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This was only the beginning of it all. We hadn't brought up the whole situation anymore. I didn't want to talk about it because I knew that Paul wouldn't be helpful. I might as well figure it out myself. But somehow Paul was on edge the whole time. I couldn't figure out why though. At first I thought it was me but he didn't change his attitude towards me but he was more careful when we were out. Like he was expecting that thing to appear again. It worried me though. Especially when he had skipped another day of school.

But than the day of a bonfire came up and Kim had dragged me to it. Paul was already there and at first I thought everything was fine. We flirted, joked around. Or at least I did that. When I kissed him, he kissed me back with such passion it made my knees weak. It was a sign that nothing was wrong, was it? Or so I thought. When Paul had pulled me away from the crowd to take a walk I knew something was wrong.

And than he said the words I dreaded most.

"I can't do this anymore Julie. I can't."

"What do you mean?"

"It's over Julie."

A/N: *Hides* Uhh I guess It would be too much to ask from you guys to review!? Right?