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Disclaimer: If I was SM Paul would imprint on Talla :). Also I don not own the songs mentioned in this chapter.
The Awesome List: Miss. Ebbie Paige, IcePrincessFireQueen
Typo apologies.
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YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO THE SONGS WHEN THEY ARE MENTIONED OR SUNG IN THE CHAPTER TO HELP YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT TALLY MEANS E.G IF SHE SAYS A SONG IS ODD USED IN THAT CONTEXT!
So basically my muses for this story, mostly being the boys, wouldn't leave me alone all night so although the boys don't really appear in this chapter and it's more a Tally/Paul Emily/Sam chapter, I want to make it clear they kept me up all night writing this so you better bloody review.
Much Love,
Arianna Tala Cole
AKA The author
Even though I know they're no good for me,
It's the risk I take for the chemistry,
With the bad boys always catching my eye,
Oo Way,
Oo Waa,
Yeah the bad boys are always spinning my mind.
- Alexandra Burke
- Bad Boys
It was Friday night and I had just got back from my final dress check. Now we had our dresses ready for the wedding tomorrow. Emily was staying at Leah's for the night with the rest of the bridal party. So, Kim, Hannah, Claire and I. There was something up with Quil. I mean seriously he loves spending time with my niece. Well, as long as he's keeping her occupied. I shook my head thinking about how he babysat for hours earlier. Playing dress up and everything. Anywho…
We had just settled down for the night. Apparently we were having professional hair and make-up tomorrow. Lovely. I hate people touching my face and hair. They never do it how I like it. I couldn't help but think about Paul. He hadn't spoken to me since Monday. In fact all I got was glares. Leah hadn't been on patrol with anyone who had phased with him so no matter how much we told him it wasn't true he didn't believe me. Damn him.
The wind was battering all sides of the house and the rain was coming down in sheets. Like literally walls of rain being blown across the street. It was thundering loudly with deep growling rumbles and lightning streaked across the dark and depressing sky. Fuck.
I'm scared shitless of storms.
When I was three my dad had to go and pick up my sisters from a sleepover because of a bad storm. It was only going to be like thirty minutes at the most so he left me sleeping in the house alone. Everything was locked and I was completely safe but he'd left one window open so the bottom half of the house flooded and when I walked downstairs not only was I scared and alone but I thought I was going to drown or be electrocuted. Never liked storms since then. I can't sleep and it's the one time I'm close to crying. At the moment I was completely terrified. Fuck it.
I crept out of the room and downstairs. This might sound crazy because I hate storms but I NEEDED Paul. It felt weird thinking that because it was usually Aj, Matt or James. Never Joe because he tries to freak me even more.
It was only down the street, round the corner to ours anyway which is where the guys were. I knew he'd be in my room. Hey maybe I could sneak in because it's like one am and surely the storm will block out the sound of me coming in.
That's another thing I don't like about storms. The creepy sounds they make. I was dripping wet. Completely soaked from head to toe. Great. Even my underwear was soaked and how smart am I? Just coming out in my Pj's god.
I managed to get in the back door and it was just as I suspected everyone was completely out of it. I snuck up the stairs and into my room. Paul wasn't asleep. He was coming out of the bathroom through the door that joined the rooms.
"Tally?" He whispered.
I nodded hugging my cold frame teeth chattering. I think he knew anyway without needing to check but whatever. He crossed the room in one big stride and pulled me close to him. I was shivering badly. He shut the door.
"What're you doing here?" He asked running his hands up and down my arms to warm me up.
"I'm scared of storms." I said leaning his head against my chest.
"So you came out in one to get here." He raised his eyebrows.
"I needed you."
I could feel him grin as he pressed his lips to the top of my head.
"I was left alone in one like this when I was three and I thought I was going to drown or…die…or be electrocuted. They've freaked me out ever since."
He pulled me over towards the bed.
"Isn't this like your only pair of Pj's?" I nodded. I always washed them and dried them during the day so I'd never had to buy anymore.
He pulled off his top, which he had actually been wearing for once and shoved me towards the bathroom. "Go change."
I grabbed some underwear as I passed my draw and went into the bathroom. I reemerged about two minutes later dry, not warm, but dry. I was wearing his Donald Duck t-shirt that came down to my mid thigh and had 'I flunked my ANGER MANAGEMENT CLASS' written on it. As soon as I came out he pulled me close to him, although I didn't fail to notice him checking me out, running his eyes up and down my frame and smirking at how I looked in his shirt.
"You better not get a cold." He muttered.
"I won't."
We laid on the bed and I snuggled close to him. He kept me nice and warm and I actually felt safe with him. I NEVER felt safe in storms.
"Paul, you know, I didn't say I wanted to go to a strip club. I said you're meant to get smashed and go to a strip club and okay I did mention fake I.D but only because I knew that's what you guys were doing." I confessed pressed against his chest. I didn't think I could handle him being angry with me anymore.
"I know Tally I was just wound up. You know how I get, I'm sorry." He said.
Shocked would not even be the word. I was gob smacked. Paul apologizing? It was a miracle. It should be in the tabloids.
"Don't mention this to anyone. I never apologize even when I KNOW I'm wrong."
"Won't the guys find out anyway?"
"Yeah but if you ignore it they won't bring it up. Rule. If they're not told they pretend like they don't know if possible, unless they HAVE to tell. Makes things easier."
I nodded. "So why did you apologize to me?"
"Because you're special Tally. You're amazing and I can't bare to see you upset when I can prevent it."
I felt myself swell inside. Not only was Paul talking to me again, he was also being sweet and deep. I tilted my head up too look at him. He kissed my nose.
"Go to sleep."
I really wanted to kiss his lips then. One because I hadn't for so long and two because he was being nice and kind and caring and because I actually thought I'd be able to get to sleep, which, I had never been able to do in a storm. But I didn't I just closed my eyes, pulling myself closer to Paul and tried to sleep, because I did NOT want to ruin such a sweet and perfect moment.
Paul's phone rang loudly the next morning, pulling away my lovely dreams. I huffed as he answered it with a rough, groggy " Ello."
He listed for a couple of seconds before putting the phone down and turning to me. "Get dressed, run back, sneak in the bathroom window while Kim and Leah cover."
"You are a saint." I said kissing him roughly and grabbing some clothes. I threw them on and ran back to Aunt Sue, Seth and Leah's. Of course Leah, Kim, Emily, Hannah, Claire and I were the only ones there. I scaled the wall with some aid from the drainpipe and tumbled in the bathroom window. I knocked on the door and Kim passed me through my 'Tahiti' coloured floor length dress through the door. I mean seriously for all intensive purposes it was lilac.
When I came out we were all in our dresses. Claire looked adorable in her little 'Tahiti' cough, LILAC, cough coloured dress. She was skipping around all happily. We all, yes including little Claire who had gotten her ears pierced just for the occasion, were wearing our round freshwater pearl earrings which were 'lavender' coloured. Seriously I thought they were having Emily over. I think it's all lilac. I was not going through all this hullabaloo for my wedding. No freaking way.
Emily of course looked absolutely stunning in her white floor length strapless wedding dress with scatterings of jewel thingys. I never knew what to call them. OH beads. That's it. Yeah anyway, she looked freaking AWESOME!
So onto the wedding…
Emily was obviously stressing during the journey to the church.
"You better behave Tally I'm warning you."
"But Emily, haven't you heard? Well behaved women never make history."
She scowled at me. I looked over at Kim and began to sing, "Goin' to the chapel and we're, gonna get ma-a-arried. Goin' to the chapel and we're, gonna get ma-a-arried."
She joined in, "Gee, I really love you and we're, gonna get ma-a-arried."
Leah joined in for the last bit, "Goin' to the chapel of love."
Emily hit us with her bouquet. "DON'T!"
When we got out of the car we were giggling and singing loudly as possible to annoy her. She looked about ready to kill us. Actually she took her shoes of hoicked up her dress and chased us around while we were waiting outside. Hannah watched with Claire they were both in hysterics.
I slipped into the church and went to see the groom. I skipped down the isle and over to the large group of groomsmen who were all in 'Tahiti' coloured ties. I couldn't help but notice how amazingly hot Paul looked in a tux. There's something about a bad boy for me, but there's also something about a bad boy in a tux...
"SAMUEL!"
He span round rolling his eyes. "What could you possibly want Tally?"
"Uh. I'm offended. Maybe I just wanted to see how my brother-in-law to be is coping."
All the boys raised their eyebrows at the same time, it was…creepy.
"Okay, so I'm escaping your crazed bride who is chasing us around and hitting us with her shoes."
"And why is she doing that?" He asked genuinely looking shocked.
"Because we wouldn't stop singing Chapel Of Love by the Dixie Cups."
Sam bent down, removed his shoe and hit me with it.
"HEY!"
"Well stop freaking my bride out!"
"Am I the only one being beaten with a shoe to do this?"
"No, Emily's sorting the others out now."
"Oh okay smart arse. You know what? I'm going back outside, Emily has stilettos but you hit harder." I said rubbing my arm.
"Okay tell her I love her and I'll see her in," He checked his watch, "Ten minutes."
"Alright, she'll be the one in white."
He rolled his eyes again and I couldn't help but notice either I do that a lot or people do it a lot at me. Either way it happens a lot around me.
"You don't say doofus."
"Actually I do say. Hence the, she'll be the one in white. God men these days." I said shaking my head and making my way back out of the church.
I had no sooner come out of the doors than Emily bombarded me with questions. "Is he okay? Has he eaten? Is his tie on? Is it too tight? How does he look? What did you talk about?"
"SLOW DOWN WOMAN!" I shouted, she stopped talking and waited.
"Right, He's okay, still an idiot but he can survive for one night without you believe it or not, yes his tie is on, no it's not too tight, we talked about you and he hit me with a shoe, he loves you and he'll see you in ten minutes, how the hell am I supposed to know if he's eaten? and quite frankly Paul looks hotter. Sam is just not my type."
She whacked me with her shoe again.
"He looks dashing m'love." I added with a big smile.
"Thank you." She said. I rolled my eyes.
Everything went quite inside the church but I was the only one that noticed. The door was open slightly but we started singing again.
"Goin' to the chapel,
And we're gonna get ma-a-arried,
Goin' to the chapel,
And we're gonna get ma-a-arried,
Gee, I really love you,
And we're gonna get ma-a-arried,
Goin' to the chapel of love.
Spring is here, the-e-e sky is blue, whoa-oh-oh,
Birds all sing as if they knew,
Today's the day, we'll say "I do"
And we'll never be lonely anymore because we're
Goin' to the chapel,
And we're gonna get ma-a-arried,
Goin' to the chapel,
And we're gonna get ma-a-arried,
Gee, I really love you,
And we're gonna get ma-a-arried,
Goin' to the chapel of love.
Bell's will ring, the-e-e sun will shine, whoa-oh-oh,
I'll be his and he'll be mine,
We'll love until the end of time,
And we'll never be lonely anymore because we're,
Goin' to the chapel,
And we're gonna get ma-a-arried,
Goin' to the chapel,
And we're gonna get ma-a-arried,
Gee, I really love you,
And we're gonna get ma-a-arried,
Goin' to the chapel of love.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Goin' to the chapel of love,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Goin' to the chapel of - WOAH!"
Emily had launched her shoe at me and it had missed by a millimeter.
"Dude why me?!" I shouted.
"Because if I get you they'll get the message. I will kill you all if I have too."
"You wouldn't kill your bridesmaids." We all giggled.
"Wanna bet?" She sounded and looked so freaking scarily serious we shut up, "Now Tally go and get my shoe."
I realized it must have flown through the half open door of the church.
"Why me?"
"Because you started this damn song in the car now quick we're meant to start like now!"
"Alright, alright, god, bride of Sam or the bride of Frankenstein Em?"
"GO!"
I rushed into the church as her other shoe car flying at me, is span into the church and landed next to the other one in the middle of the isle. Every guest, especially Billy Black and Old Quil were trying not to let Emily hear them laughing. Even Sam was giggling.
I picked up the shoes. "THEY'RE LAUGHING AT US EM!"
"THEY BETTER BLOODY NOT BE! BRING ME BACK MY SHOES!"
I stuck my tongue out at the congregation. Laugh at my bad luck will they.
"Two seconds." I said to everyone trying to run out in heels, "I can not fucking run in these stupid heels, wait you're not meant to swear in church shit, I mean um…sorry." I stopped at the door and looked back at the vicar, he gave me a very disapproving look. I could see Paul by Sam cracking up. Stupid boyfriend laughing at his girlfriends misfortune.
"I'll just be getting these back to the bride."
I slipped back out and as I got round the door the shoes were ripped from my hands.
"You know I just swore in front of a congregation in church because of you?" I asked Emily.
"Yeah, yeah, just walk." I rolled my eyes as the wedding march started and lined up.
We were going in age order which meant, Claire first with the basket of petals to throw then me with a small bouquet, then Kim, then Leah, then Hannah then the blushing bride herself.
When I walked in properly the only thing I could do was look at Paul. Even when I got up to the altar and we were standing while the wedding was taking place. I'm pretty sure Kim was the same with Jared, in fact Leah and Hannah had to nudge us when they announced Sam and Emily could kiss. Which, of course, set all the other boys off struggling to keep straight faces.
We reached the reception room and as it was a HUGE buffet the first thing to do was the first dance. Emily and Sam danced to their song which was the classic 'I don't want to miss a thing' by Aerosmith. Next was the mother son dance, that was 'Because you loved me' by Celine Dion which I found rather odd under the circumstances, but then Sam's mother chose it and as nice as she is, she is very odd. Emily had tried to work out for a long time who was going to dace the father daughter dance. What with dad just dying, and Harry being dead. Her next closest male relative was Seth, so that was who she danced with. The song was 'Wind beneath my wings' so that was alright, I suppose it could have been stranger. Then there was the bridesmaid groomsmen dance. We all had to dance. To a love song. Leah danced with Jake, which was so ironic it made us all struggle to keep dancing especially with the disgusted looks on their faces, Kim danced with Jared, Hannah danced with Steve, Claire danced with Quil everyone else sat down and I danced with Paul. The song was 'When you say nothing at all' which to be completely honest, I thought related quite well to Paul and I.
Afterward the party properly began, they cut the cake, which was an ickie fruit cake, I jumped on Paul's back and whispered ours would be chocolate to which his response was grinning like a maniac, and everyone got up on the dance floor, crazily dancing and swinging round and smiling and such. Not much out of the ordinary happened, although I now know Jacob Black has moves. Anyway…not much happened but Sam and Emily were having a honeymoon weekend and Sue was coming to stay in the house with me because apparently they really don't trust Paul. Again anyway…Emily wanted to throw the bouquet. So she called up all the bridesmaids. I was sitting next to Seth at the time and had no intention of getting up.
Emily wanted me too though. So I made a deal. I said I'd attempt to catch it from my seat. She nodded turned around and threw it. I stuck out my hand as everyone else jumped for it. I hadn't looked away from Seth or anything and they were like three foot away from me. I literally just stuck out my arm and somehow I caught it. Everyone was kind of shell shocked. When it hit my palm I gripped out of reflex and looked over at it.
"I don't even like flowers." I moaned pouting, which of course made Kim and Leah laugh because they'd been trying to catch it along with Claire, bless her.
"You get married next." Claire sweetly observed.
"Huh?" I said. "No I don't think I'll get married before Kim or Leah sweetie."
"You will." She said nodding.
I looked at this sweet little girl with brown curly hair and I didn't know what to do. I could see out of the corner of my eye Jared was nudging Paul who was also sat shell shocked starring at the flowers in my still outstretched arm.
"I'll tell you what Sweetie." I said to Claire putting the bouquet on the table in front of me and bending down to her level. "If I do get married next I'll by you a big teddy and a lollipop."
She grinned at me, "Imma tell Quil" She said turning and running towards him, I just smiled and shook my head.
"There is no way I'm getting married next." I said to Seth. He was staring at the flowers.
"Oh don't tell me you believe that Seth." I moaned leaning on my younger cousin.
"No I just, hum…well we'll see." He said wrinkling his brow.
"You're all crazy." I muttered at the room heading over to say goodbye to Emily and Sam.
"Do not. Destroy. My house." Sam said breaking down the sentence as he hugged me.
"But Sam we're family now, you should know your house will be in ru-"
Kim's hand clamped on my mouth. I hated people being taller than me. If I was taller it wouldn't be so easy for them to reach.
"Sue will be there and we'll watch her Sam, don't worry have a- EWW!"
I grinned as her hand was yanked off of my mouth. "If you were a boy that wouldn't have worked." I said to Kim before turning back to Sam.
"In ruins by the time you get home." I finished.
"If it is I will personally see to it that you don't EVER see Paul, Aj, Matt, James and Joe again." Sam said.
"And then again it could be spiffing. Tip top shape. Cleaner than when you left. Have a lovely time now." I said hugging Emily turning and walking away.
As they pulled out of the reception in the wedding car my brain started to swirl. God I caught the bouquet. Okay so I don't believe in that stuff but still I think it's creepy. And why the hell does everyone else believe it. I just don't understand. I sighed.
I felt a warm arm wrap around my shoulder and I looked up. Paul was standing all tall, his hair ruffled, his tie loose, jacket in his hand which was being held over his shoulder and his nice white shirt was crumpled. He could of just stepped off of a catwalk. I leaned into his warmth and looked up into his eyes, to me he was perfect. To me THIS was perfection. And I didn't think anything would ever change that. Which really scared me, because I'm meant to be the one that nothing is ever perfect for, everything can always be a little better kind of thing. I'm meant to be the one that worries over all of this stuff. This is not meant to happen to me. I'M not supposed to become attached. Especially after a few days. Paul would never know how quickly he meant something to me, whether we lasted or not. And I prayed to god we did. Because the scary thing was, I didn't think I could last without him. I would never loose Paul without a fight. Never. The scary thing is, I think I'd cope better if I lost one of the boys to Paul. And I've known them so long, we're practically joined at the hip. Talla, this is not good.
"Do you want to head home?" He asked as we looked up at the stars. The reception had been at Jacobs and we were standing on the front porch.
"Can we go to the beach?" I asked, feeling drawn there.
"Sure." He replied shrugging.
It took us about ten minutes to walk to the beach, it wasn't very far from Jacobs. Paul looked at the time on his watch. "We've been together a week." He said.
I smiled at him. "Really?"
"Yep." He said popping the 'p' and showing me the time on his watch. 12:01 am.
I took off my high heels and sat down in the sand. We've been together a week and had a fight that lasted nearly all that time. I think we should try and stop this habbit. I'll have to talk to him later. The bright white moonlight reflected off the water and the swishing waves were calming and glistening.
"Have you ever seen a driftwood fire?" Paul asked looking down at me.
I shook my head. He dropped his jacket and walked along the beach a bit collecting bits of driftwood. He came back and arranged them, somehow managing to light them. I gasped. The sight must have been one of the most lovely ever, the flames crackled and spat like a normal fire but they were purple and green and blue.
Paul sat next to me with his knees up and his arms resting on them, like how I was sitting but I had my ankles crossed and my arms wrapped around my knees more.
We sat for a while just in the twilight watching the fire crackle until it eventually died out. It hadn't been large but it had been nice. And I found it very calming. I was so content just to sit on that beach with Paul, I didn't ever want the moment to end. Because maybe we didn't natter on or take lots of pictures or make out or something like every normal couple but everything we did was perfect. And it was so lovely just to sit there alone with Paul on the beach, under the moonlight, watching the fire, not saying anything because we were together, and we were comfortable. It was perfect and I wouldn't swap that moment for the world. Even if we didn't really talk, or look away from the fire, or god even touch, although we were sitting close, it was perfect. Because it was him and me. I knew we weren't going to be one of those couples that had to show our love, or talk all the time, because even if I could be like that, it wasn't Paul. And I didn't care because in that moment I realized that what we were was just perfect for me, and I wouldn't want us any other way.
Then like all lovely evenings it had to begin to end. The fire went out and Paul looked over at me.
"Ready to go?" He asked.
I nodded. "I'm so tired." I yawned. And I was, I was knackered.
He pulled me up and turned around. "Jump on." I didn't hesitate and jumped onto his back.
He carried me off the beach towards his house, which I had never been to but knew was closer.
"Paul," I muttered feeling a bit like we were in the movie and I'd be saying this as you watched us walk off into the night, "This dress and your tie, they're lilac right?"
So?
I worked really hard on that and it is now 06:09 am in England so you should be greatful and review.
Pictures on profile.
Typo apologies but I am knackared like Talla and also like her am heading to bed finally.
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Much Love,
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