A/N: I must say that the drama in this story is not over. There will be much more drama, a whole lot more lol.
Sapphire and Emerald symbolizes romance, love, happiness, and involvement.
The day of the Spring Break party, everyone was turning up. Many girls were dressed in bikinis, some wearing shorts with their bikinis and some just wearing regular clothes. As for the guys, most were dressed in their swim trunks while some had on tank tops with their shorts.
The party was pretty lit. Many people had came to the party, there was lots of drinks, water, half naked girls, and loud music bumping through the speakers.
Giselle pushed her hair back and walked into one of the beach bars they had open.
"You got me sippin' on something, I can't compare to nothing I've ever known, I'm hoping that after this fever, I'll survive."
She had on a high waist kind of bikini which had been all black, she wanted to go to the beach comfortable and she personally liked that kind of bikini because it made her body look very nice.
Giselle stopped at the bar, looking at one of the bartenders that was working there. "Can I get a strawberry margarita?" She dug through her bikini top to pull out her money and handed it to the bartender.
The male bartender was flustered, an automatic blush forming on his face. "Uh yeah, sure!" he said, obviously sounding nervous. Giselle rolled her eyes as he turned around to fix her up a drink.
"Damn Giselle, you look fucking hot."
She turned her head to the right at the person who called her that, seeing there was a few guys looking at her like she was a piece of meat.
Since she was already leaning her right arm on the counter, she let her left arm's elbow rest on the counter and brought her hand up to wave at them, giving them a fake smile and then letting her left hand rest on her cheek.
"The bed's getting cold and you're not here, the future that we hold is so unclear. But I'm not alive until you call and I'll bet the odds against it all."
"Here miss," the bartender said, now handing her her drink.
Giselle took her drink in hand and began to twirl the straw around the glass for a bit, trying to get the flavor to mix up the way she liked.
The bartender cleared his throat, gaining her attention again. "Um, are you doing anything tomorrow?"
Before she could even answer that question, a voice stopped her. She felt the presence of someone else beside her.
"Yeah, she's going out with me."
She looked over at who it was and saw that it was just Paul. She raised her eyebrow at him.
Paul looked at her for a split second and then looked at the bartender again. The bartender pursed his lips awkwardly and walked away, deciding not to bother her anymore.
Giselle returned to twirling her straw around the drink. "What'd you do that for?" She mumbled, looking at her drink.
"You hate romance. I just did you a favor." Paul turned his body around and leaned against the counter, looking over at the crowd that was dancing and having a good time.
"There's a million reasons why I should give you up, but the heart wants what it wa-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ants."
Giselle brought the drink up to her lips and took a small sip from her straw. She then looked over at Paul, taking a good look at him this time. He had on a plain white t-shirt along with palm tree swim trunks and he also had his hair pulled into a ponytail. "You look different," she said, removing her lips from the straw. "That hairstyle reminds me of your brother."
Paul rolled his eyes at her comment.
"It looks good on you." She took another sip of her drink and after swallowing the alcohol, she made a comment on what he was wearing. "This is the first time I see you without black clothing."
Paul smirked, still looking at the crowd of people turning up outside of the bar. "Well, it's the beach."
Giselle laughed lightly at his comment and took another sip of her drink.
Paul looked at her, viewing her attire and how she looked as well. "You look good too."
Giselle looked up at him and removed her lips from her straw.
"Yo look, the basketball team is here." A voice announced.
Giselle turned her head toward the crowd, as well as Paul. Her eyes instantly widened when she saw Ash and the rest of the gang. She really didn't want him to spot her at all because honestly she just wasn't in the mood to put up with him that night.
He's been bothering her for days with this romance stuff and she's sick of it, but then again she always found herself losing control whenever she was around him. She would always be so tempted to kiss him and do much more because that's how hot he is. But then again that made her wonder if that was the reason why he was so hooked onto the romance stuff anyway.
In panic, she grabbed Paul by his shirt and moved him behind her so he could block her body.
Paul was taken aback by her actions. "What are you doing?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowing together.
Giselle got up from her seat, careful to not be seen by Ash, using Paul as a shield. "Hiding, what does it look like I'm doing?" She rolled her eyes, continuing to look over his shoulder at Ash.
Ash wasn't looking towards the bar at all, he was busy outside talking to some of the people he found within the crowd, but his presence was still close to the bar and Giselle wasn't risking the chance of being seen by him.
"From who?" Paul said with a slight attitude, turning his shoulder to look at who she was hiding from, but she instantly grabbed him by his left shoulder and brought him to face her again. "Don't move," she ordered, looking over his shoulder once again.
Ash had a beer bottle in his hand and he brought it up to his lips and drunk some.
Giselle was a bit surprised by this. She didn't think Ash was the type to drink. "Oh, Pretty Boy drinks… that's five points for him."
Paul raised his eyebrow at her. "Are you talking about Ash?"
She rolled her eyes and looked at Paul. "Yes, I'm talking about him." She looked over his shoulder again.
Paul turned his shoulder again to see where Ash was, but Giselle immediately turned him back around to face her. "Can you stop?" She said in annoyance. "I really don't want him to know that I'm here, okay?"
"Why? This is the perfect place where you can actually get inside his pants."
"Yeah, but he isn't going to give it to me." She looked over his shoulder again at Ash. "He's driving me insane with this relationship stuff."
"So just give him a chance—" Paul spoke, but she interrupted him.
"No!" She said lowly and just for him to hear. "Are you crazy? I don't want to be his freaking girlfriend."
"You should. Obviously he's obsessing over you." Paul furrowed his eyebrows again. "If you go out with him then maybe he would finally get the hell out of me and Dawn's life."
Giselle groaned slightly, glaring at Paul. "Really, you want me to date him so he can leave you and Dawn alone?"
Paul nodded his head. "Yes! He's the reason why she and I had problems all this time."
"But that isn't going to solve anything," she argued. "You said so yourself that you think Dawn has feelings for him. What makes you think that if I date him, her feelings would change?"
Paul opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out.
"Exactly," Giselle rolled her eyes, looking over Paul's shoulder at Ash again.
"Save your advice 'cause I won't hear, you might be right, but I don't care. There's a million reasons why I should give you up, but the heart wants what it wa-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ants."
Paul groaned, becoming annoyed now.
Giselle continued to stare at Ash, seeing that he was still drinking his beer and chatting with his friends. She folded her arms over her chest. "There's no way in hell I'm letting him change me."
Paul rolled his eyes and looked at his left, he immediately spotted Dawn with May close by the shore.
She was wearing a cheetah print bikini with a white lace cover up shirt over it and some neon blue flip flops. She had her hair done very curly just like the last time he saw her and she even had a teal and aquamarine flower headband in her hair, complimenting her face. She looked absolutely stunning.
He turned his head to look at Giselle. "Hey, I'ma go, my girl just got here."
"W-Wait," Giselle grabbed him by his arm when he began to leave, causing him to look at her again. "He's still close by,"
"Listen, the only reason why he's so obsessed with this romance shit is because you keep leading him on. If you don't want to date him, stop leading him on." Paul moved his arm away from her grip and walked off to where Dawn was.
Giselle groaned, frustration now forming inside of her. "Thanks!" She said in annoyance, quickly turning her eyes back to where Ash was.
He was still looking at his friends and talking with them, so she took this as a chance to escape out of the bar the opposite direction.
Ash took another sip of his beer.
Everyone was having a great time at the beach party and he wanted to have a good time as well. He wanted to forget about Giselle just for a little bit, all he needed was a drink or two.
Suddenly a familiar song began playing, causing Gary and the rest of his basketball teammates attention. "Ash, that's your song!" One of them said out loud.
Ash brought the drink away from his lips and began to push through the crowd.
Gary pushed through the crowd as well.
Every time Ash's favorite song comes on, there's no stopping him when it comes to turning up.
"Shawty, I don't… Miiind if you dance on a pole, that don't make you a hoe. Shawty, I don't… Miiiind when you workin' till three, if you're leaving with me. Go make that money, money, money."
Immediately, girls started screaming with their drinks in the air.
Half naked girls were all around him, but he ignored it and began to dance with Gary beside him.
"The ballers in here tonight, they gon' buy a hundred bottles. As soon as you shake it, I know they gon' make it colossal in here." Ash sang, now bringing his beer bottle back up to his lips and chugged down some of the alcohol, still moving to the song.
That song was the only song that gave him enough energy to dance and sing. It was his absolute favorite.
He had some girls pressed up behind him while holding his beer in the air. Ash continued to dance though, not really caring that he had some random girls pressing up against him.
Ash wasn't drunk or anything, he knew what was happening around him, he just wanted to have a good time and the fact that his song was on, he did just that. Ash brought the drink to his lips again, dancing at the same time and chugging down his drink. The drink tasted really good, maybe because he was in such a good mood.
When he opened his eyes and looked at the girls in front of him, he instantly spotted Giselle farther within the crowd, her eyes on him. He furrowed his eyebrows together when he spotted her, seeing that she now began to leave, as if she didn't want him to see her there.
Ash was taken aback when he felt alcohol poured over his head and down his white tank top. He groaned when this happened, his hair was now soaked with alcohol and his shirt was now stained with alcohol. Ash shook his head and pushed his way out of the crowd in annoyance, deciding to follow after Giselle.
Yeah, he did want to have a good time at the party without Giselle getting in the way but as soon as he saw that she was there, he just had to see her.
Ash continued to push his way through the crowd, trying to figure out where she went.
As soon as he spotted her, he immediately grabbed her arm. "Giselle," he called.
Giselle whipped her head around, groaning. "What do you want?" She snatched her arm out of his grip.
"I just want to talk," he began.
She furrowed her eyebrows together and looked at his hair and his shirt. "You've got crap all over your head and shirt."
"I know, but that's not what I wanted to talk about." Ash sighed. Giselle rolled her eyes and folded her arms over her chest, deciding to listen to him.
"I get that you hate relationships, but that doesn't give you the right to treat me like the way you do."
She made a face. "I gave you a chance to let me go, so what's the problem?"
"My problem is, I can't let you go." Ash told her in all seriousness.
"Why?" Giselle questioned with an attitude.
"Because I like you too much," he sighed. "And it just drives me crazy because I can't stay away from you."
Giselle laughed at his comment. "That's bullshit."
Ash raised his eyebrow.
"I'm no good for you and you know it. I don't know not one guy that wants to have a relationship with a girl like me. Ash, you know me and you know who I am. I am considered as a bad influence for someone like you,"
"Yeah, but I do know that you weren't always like this." He argued.
Giselle blinked, raising her eyebrow.
"I know, Giselle." He continued. "I know about Silas."
Giselle blinked again, taken by surprise with his comment. Her face fell blank and no words came out of her mouth. She had no idea that Ash would say something like that, better yet she had no idea that he even knew about her past.
Her lips trembled and her heart began to pick up. She instantly turned around and began to walk off, but as soon as she felt Ash grab her by the arm again, it was like a volcano exploded as soon as she turned around to look at him. "You don't know shit about me." She spat. "And you don't know shit about Silas. How dare you bring him up like you know him? You don't know anything."
"Actually, I do." Ash told her, seeing that he now made her angrier than ever. "Silas gave me the role of being team captain and he was also a very good friend of mines."
"Good friend?" Giselle laughed, "So you must know everything about me," she shook her head, chuckling lightly to herself and turned around again.
Ash grabbed her by the arm again, causing her to get even more upset. She whipped around in rage. "No!" she said in anger, an obvious hurt look now playing on her face. "You are not coming into my life to do the same things that he did to me." She looked at him with a serious look, as if she was looking into his soul.
Ash could tell that the mere mention of Silas really made her switch personalities very quickly, but he frowned. He didn't want her to think that he was anything like Silas. "Giselle. I'm not like him, I swear I'm not… I never knew who you were, I never knew who any of Silas' girlfriends were."
Angry tears was forming in her eyes and Ash didn't know what to do. He has never seen her so weak before until now. He always saw her as the type that never gave a shit about anything and was always in a good mood and strong, but seeing her now, like this? He knew, he just knew that Silas really ruined her.
"Trust me, if I ever was to see his face again, I will kill him." Ash told her in a serious tone. "I won't even think twice."
She blinked back those tears, trying her best to control herself. She looked down toward the floor and then at the other people partying, folding her arms slowly over her chest.
"I care about you Giselle." He told her, bringing his face closer to hers. "More than you think."
She turned to look at him again, deciding to not say anything.
"I know that he hurt you… but you need to stop letting him control you."
Giselle continued to look at him for a little while longer, in deep thought. She was looking at him with a pissed off look and he wasn't sure if she was going to say something nice or mean. But from the looks of it, she most likely looked like she was going to say something mean out of anger.
Just like he guessed, she scoffed, "God, I never knew anyone who was so determined to get what they want." She said angrily and walked off.
Ash furrowed his eyebrows together in confusion as he watched her leave angrily.
"She is so stubborn..." he murmured. He let out a low sigh and decided to follow after her.
Paul held Dawn in his arms, looking up at the sky and at the stars with her. They were currently on a hammock, talking about life.
Music was playing smoothly in the air as they looked at the sky. Dawn smiled, feeling Paul's fingers in her hair, messing with her curls. She giggled lightly and Paul raised his eyebrow. "What?"
"It's nothing," she smiled, continuing to look at the sky. She began to get a little more comfortable on the hammock, using Paul as a pillow.
Paul smiled and pulled her closer to him. He loved being with her, everything about her always made him feel like he could be a better person. He always used to be so cold-hearted, but whenever she was around, she always made him feel different and much more happier.
"So what are your short term goals?" Dawn mumbled, curious.
Paul raised his eyebrow. "Short term goals?"
"Yeah," Dawn smiled, now looking down at her hands.
Paul began to think. "Well… I want to take you to my Senior Prom." He smiled. Dawn smiled at his comment as he continued. "And I want to celebrate my Graduation with you."
"Okay," Dawn smiled again, liking his answers. "How about your long term goals? What are your long term goals?"
"Well I see you in it," Paul told her. "I want us to have a son." Paul laughed, picturing what his son could be like. "I want a family."
Dawn smiled even more. She was surprised to hear Paul say that, to hear that he even wanted to have a kid and be a father. She liked the sound of that for the future, she wanted to be with him in the future and she could see herself marrying him and having a family like he wanted.
"I like that," she mumbled, still smiling and looking down at her hands.
"Creeping, I can feel it breathing, calling to the surface, finally in my dreams."
"How about you?" Paul questioned, curious to know what her goals were. "What are your short term goals?"
Dawn shrugged, giggling lightly at his comment and looking up at the night sky. "Well, I see myself with you, going to Prom and going to your Graduation and celebrating it. I also see myself getting into VDU."
VDU was short for Veilstone Dance University.
Paul smiled, "And how about your long term goals?"
Dawn began to wonder what the future would be like and she smiled again, "I see us married with a son and maybe a daughter. I also see myself as a famous dancer."
Paul couldn't tell the future, but if he could, he would most definitely make sure that those things will happen for them. He honestly wouldn't mind if it did because he loved her so much.
"Sweet despair, feel you devour me... Ooooh Silently, oh won't you carry me… home?"
Dawn continued to look up at the sky, a smile still on her face. She laid there on the hammock with him, staring at the sky for a little longer and then turned her head to him. Paul looked down at her, admiring her beauty. She looked so beautiful, he always felt chills inside of him whenever he made eye contact with her.
Dawn soon pressed her lips onto his, cherishing this moment with him. Paul kissed her back and slowly deepened the kiss.
"Taken down, I give into what I can't disguise… Oooh I surrender, ooooh, I surrender."
Paul wanted to deepen the kiss even more, but he felt her pull away. He furrowed his eyebrows together when he saw her jump off of him and ran towards the shore.
He saw as she was beginning to pull off her white lace cover up shirt and threw it towards the sand, continuing to run toward the water.
He smirked and got off the hammock as well, now chasing after her.
Paul took off his white shirt and threw it to the sand, continuing to run after her.
"Broken down, I give into what I cannot have…Oooh I surrender, ooooh, I surrender."
Dawn was caught in surprise when she felt his arms wrap around her in surprise, causing them to fall into the water and get wet on their bodies. She giggled lightly and screamed at the same time.
Paul felt her pushing him down into the water and was taken by surprise when she splashed water at his face. He splashed at her too, just to get her back.
They continued to splash water at each other, playing with each other and just having a good time for a while.
Paul was so in love with her, her smile, her hair, her eyes, he loved everything about her. He couldn't see himself with any other girl except for her, that's how much she meant to him. He could see himself marrying this girl and having kids with her, he can see himself having the perfect life with her, the life he had always wanted.
Paul stared down at her when she wrapped her arms around his neck and stared into his eyes. The water reached up to their chest at least, but Paul kept his eyes on her face. She looked so beautiful, especially since they were directly under the moon, so the moon complimented her face.
Dawn looked at his lips and then at his eyes.
"I love you," he mumbled, his eyes on her.
A small smile formed on her face and she exchanged glances from his lips to his eyes again. "I love you too." She slowly leaned in and pressed her lips onto his.
He had been following her on the beach, watching as she continued to walk on the sand, farther away from the party.
When he saw her coming to a stop, seeing as she now sat down on the sand, looking at the shore and also at the sky, he walked up to her and took a seat next to her.
She was quiet and was looking at the water for a while as if she were in thought. Ash couldn't blame her though, especially since he brought Silas up. He knew that Silas would just make everything worse, but he didn't want her to keep letting Silas ruin her life. He knew that Giselle was once a good girl and he was dying to see that side of her.
"I loved Silas." She mumbled, staring at the water with a blank look.
Ash turned his head to her.
"I really did." She said, her voice sounding a bit shaky. "I was only fourteen… I wanted what every girl wanted, to feel what love was like. What I didn't know was that it could hurt so much…"
Ash continued to look at her. He knew she was hurting and he wanted her to let out all the pain she held in for such a long time.
"I don't know what I did that made him do those things… Cheat on me… post those pictures of me…"
Tears began to fill in her eyes again, now slowly falling from her eyelids and down her cheeks.
"I just wanted him to like me," she laughed lightly, her lips now returning to a firm line. She looked at the sand and buried her hands into it. Ash continued to look at her, watching as she played with the sand in deep thought.
"I've been called a whore, a slut…" More tears were beginning to fill in her eyes as she struggled to continue with her sentence. "And a lot of those crazy things. I've been treated like a toy, from many guys and girls…" she continued to play in the sand with her hands, her eyebrows furrowed together. "Every guy I came across after him all wanted sex from me. Every girl I came across either wanted sex from me or to just harass me." She licked her lips as tears fell from her eyes. "All the guys felt I was easy, and almost all the girls felt disgusted with me. I even lost my best friend because of him." She bit down on her lip as she remembered that day she ended her friendship with Leaf.
Ash knew she was hurting very bad and he wanted to do something, but he knew that nothing he says or does will make up for what happened to her.
"Look at what he did to me. All I do is have sex with every guy I see." She shook her head, looking at Ash. "Maybe it's true, you know… maybe I am a whore like everyone says I am."
"No you're not," he argued.
Giselle kept her eyes on him. "I am," she nodded, but Ash could tell that she didn't want to admit that.
Ash stared at her for a little longer. "You're afraid of falling in love with me, aren't you?"
She looked at him and looked at the sand again.
"You're afraid the past is going to repeat itself," he continued.
Giselle began to grow a little uncomfortable at his comment and she got up. Ash noticed she got up and saw she was beginning to walk away again. He got up as well and followed her. "You're afraid because you know I will treat you the way you deserve to be treated, but you feel like I will betray you just like he did."
"I just feel like you should find someone else who's willing to be in a relationship." She mumbled, continuing to walk.
Ash quickly caught up to her, stopping her from walking elsewhere.
Giselle sighed and looked at him. "You're not fooling anybody here because I know you have feelings for me, Giselle. It may not be love, but I know you have some kind of feeling."
"God, you are so annoying." She rolled her eyes, becoming irritated. "I don't get you at all. There's no guy in this world that wants to be in a relationship with a girl like me. Guys don't date girls who are all about sex, they just use them and they don't think of them as relationship material. But you on the other hand are so freaking stupid that you actually think I'm relationship material." She made a face at him. "Come on, Ash, I know you're not that stupid."
Ash stared at her, not knowing what to say to that.
"You suck horribly at choosing girls if you choose me." She told him.
Ash didn't know what to think because he knew she was right. Guys don't date girls that are like her, no guy dates a girl like that, even he wasn't like that, but he knew that she wasn't always like that kind of person, so that made him think otherwise. The only reason why she's behaving terribly is because of what Silas did to her and Ash understood that she is only behaving this way because she's afraid to fall in love, she's afraid to fall for the wrong guy again, and she's afraid to meet another Silas.
"And I know I was wrong for leading you on all this time, but you really need to find someone who wants a relationship, because honestly I don't." She shook her head and brushed past him again, not really in the mood to deal with his stupidity.
She just really wanted him to leave her the hell alone. Now that he knows her past, why does he keep bothering her? It was driving her insane and Giselle immediately wished that she never agreed to help Paul with his relationship with Dawn. If she never got involved with his relationship, then she really wouldn't have to be dealing with Ash and she can go on with her life peacefully.
"I'm not gonna turn away till you actually give me a chance at friendship at least." Ash finally said.
Giselle rolled her eyes as she continued to walk. "Well I guess you're gonna have to be waiting forever, Pretty Boy."
Ash raised his eyebrow and he stopped in his tracks.
Pretty Boy...
He took a moment to think about that comment, watching as she walked off. He licked his lips and a small smile formed on his face. "Okay," he said, now continuing to follow her again.
They were in the water, but they got out after a while and decided to look at the beautiful night sky again. Dawn was laying on the sand, looking at the stars and the moon, while Paul sat beside her with his right leg up, his arm resting over his knee and looking at the sky as well.
Dawn continued to look at the sky, in deep thought. "I'm going to audition again."
Paul raised his eyebrow and turned his head to her. "But you just auditioned last Friday."
She shrugged, her eyes still remaining on the sky. "I'm sure VDU is holding auditions again sometime during the summer, or something."
"Yeah, but what are you gonna do about that man with the glasses?" He asked her, a bit curious what she had in mind. "He was acting like a dick."
"He said that if I was good enough, I wouldn't need a dance partner. He's right though, I always need help." She mumbled, her mind focused on that man's comment. "If I want to make it, I need to start practicing on my own and learning new dances on my own."
Paul stared at her for a short while, listening to those words. He liked to hear that because he knew how much she loved dancing, he wants her to work hard for her what she wants and to never give up.
"You'll make it," he told her, "I know you can."
Dawn smiled at his comment, now looking at him. "Thanks for believing in me."
Paul smiled at her and moved his body down to kiss her, receiving a kiss back from her.
He felt her hand rest on the back of his head, bringing him closer to her. Her hair was wet and so was her bikini, but his hair was wet also and so was his swim trunks. Dawn surprised him when she slipped her tongue into his mouth, but Paul acknowledged it and let his tongue pass over hers. They French kissed for just a moment and Paul stopped to move his lips down toward her neck, his hand now moving down her body, toward her waist.
Her quiet moan was enough to make the moment hot and sensual. He really liked being in moments like this with her because he never had moments like this at all with her, he waited a while to get intimate with her and now that she's letting intimate moments happen, he just couldn't resist.
Paul moved his lips down her stomach, kissing on it. He loved the feel of her skin against his lips, it just felt so soft to him.
Dawn moved her hands through his wet hair, quietly moaning as he moved further and further down.
She frowned a bit when she felt his lips moving back up her stomach, toward her breasts and her neck. Paul kissed her neck more and then lifted his head up to look down at her, admiring her beautiful face.
"I want to, but anybody can see us." He sighed.
Dawn kept that frown on her face, looking at him. "Everyone is at the party. No one is worrying about us."
"True, but there are some people that also walk away from the party like how we did." He smirked, giving her a peck on the lips.
She giggled against his lips. "You're right,"
Paul smiled and touched the side of her face for a bit, staring at her. He then moved off of her and sat beside her like he did a moment ago.
Dawn looked up at the sky, deciding to stay there lying down on the sand and to look up at the night sky. She began to stare at it for a while.
"Paul, do you ever wonder what it'd be like in heaven?"
Paul shrugged, looking up at the sky. "I don't believe in that kind of stuff," he mumbled.
"Oh yeah," she said, remembering that Paul is an Atheist, unlike his brother Reggie, Reggie is a Christian.
She never liked to put him in an uncomfortable situation ever, especially when it came to those kind of topics.
"But I'm guessing that it would probably be like how it looks here, but prettier." Paul added, now looking at her.
Dawn smiled. Though he didn't have the same beliefs as her, he still respected her beliefs and she respected his. She liked that a lot about him.
"I guess so," she smiled, still looking at the sky.
Paul stared down at her, now in deep thought.
For some reason, Ash entered his thoughts.
The only reason why he even felt so threatened by Ash in the first place is because he is afraid that he's going to lose her. Paul couldn't even begin to think if she had chosen Ash instead of him. Though he knew Ash didn't have feelings for her at all, he knew that Dawn may have them.
That conversation that he had earlier with Giselle really made him think. She's right, even if she does date Ash, that wouldn't change Dawn's feelings for him, but Paul wasn't even certain for sure that she even has feelings for that guy. If Dawn has feelings for Ash, what is she doing here with him and not Ash?
Paul took a moment to think about their current days. She was spending a lot of time with him, not Ash, and they've gotten stronger again. He hasn't been this close with her in a while, now that he's thought about it, he hasn't been this close with her for about seven months. Maybe he was seeing things and she really doesn't look at Ash that way, but Paul honestly didn't know. He wished that he was able to read her mind.
Paul continued to stare at her and mumbled, "Promise me you won't leave me."
Dawn continued to look at the sky and slowly moved her hand into his. "I promise," she sighed, closing her eyes shut.
A/N: I proofread this chapter like three times and I was going to proofread again today, but I just got home like around 12 pm from Band Camp and my body is sore af. I'm very tired, so I just want to sleep. I might proofread again, idk it depends.
Songs used in this chapter: The Heart Wants What it Wants by Selena Gomez, I Don't Mind by Usher ft. Juicy J, Surrender by Digital Daggers (non-piano version)
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