A/N: I finished the last chapter for this story and I think I'm happy with it. (: Don't worry, the last chapter would be 24, but I'm so happy that I got to finally finish it. It took me forever lol.

Anyyywayyyy.

Yall thought the kissing was bad? Lord, wait till you see what Giselle and Paul do next. I feel like yall are most definitely going to want to kill me after reading this chapter lmao.

Dull Grey Brown symbolizes selfish and/or inconsiderate actions.

Giselle pulled away from the unexpected kiss, surprised and confused with Paul's unexpected actions. "Um…"

Paul stared at her lips and then looked at her face again. Why did she look so surprised? "You wanted this for a while…" he trailed off.

She licked her lips slowly and furrowed her eyebrows again, still confused. "I wanted sex, not a romantic gesture…"

Paul shrugged and then slowly let his eyes linger toward her chest and then back up at her face. "Do you still want it?"

She didn't understand what was going on. This wasn't like Paul at all, especially since she knew he was head over heels for the blueberry haired Blue Diamond. "What about Dawn?" she wondered, knowing his loyalty to her.

"Fuck her," he growled, a bit irritated that she even brought up her name. Giselle was a bit more confused, but she didn't bother asking what was the problem.

She was having problems just like him and she wasn't sure if she was up for sex with him.

Giselle was about to speak, but he silenced her with his lips pressing onto hers.

"Girl, take it off for me, you know just what I want. It's always hard to leave, this private show."

She wanted to pull away, but she instantly felt her body becoming hot just by how close he was. It wasn't helping when she felt his hands moving toward her waist.

Paul continued to kiss her and then bit down on her lip, groaning against her mouth. "I want to fuck you. Hard."

Say what? Giselle was looking at him in deep shock. This wasn't like Paul. He usually turns her down when it comes to sex and then all of a sudden he's talking about wanting to fuck her? Geez, what the hell did Dawn do to Paul? Did she fuck Ash or something?

Just before she could even ask him about his weird behavior, she gasped lightly when she felt his lips press onto her neck and his hand instantly grab one of her breasts hard and aggressively from her shirt.

Giselle couldn't help it. She moaned and she moaned hard. Once she gets turned on, nothing can stop her and she couldn't control herself, especially with what he was doing.

He listened as she moaned and he instantly grabbed her right leg and brought it up to his waist, now biting down on her neck.

"Yeah, that's more like it." She whispered in pleasure, feeling him sucking on her neck.

"Hey Shawty, let me see you take it off, toot it up, back into me, pass it to me, imagine hanging halfway off the mattress while your ass is moving."

She moaned again and instantly pushed him hard off of her, his back leaning against the fridge. She began to pull up his shirt hard and fast and instantly began to kiss down his chest.

One thing she loved doing was being in control.

Paul groaned as she motioned her way down his chest with her mouth. He grabbed her hair in his hands as he watched her get down on her knees and unbuckle his belt.

Paul knew what he was doing was wrong, but then again he didn't care. He wanted to fuck and he knew Giselle was the kind of girl that would obviously want to do it, so he went for it.

When she brought his dick out, Paul immediately groaned in pleasure when he felt her taking him inside of her mouth. She was sucking him up and down very good.

"If only the masses could see your ass when it's in action, I swear. Manhandle you in public places, I make you take it right here."

Paul began to thrust himself in and out of her mouth, he could feel his whole dick getting wet just the way he liked it. She sounded like she was choking, but he didn't care at all.

Giselle continued to suck him off as well as giving him a hand job at the same time. She pulled back and licked the tip and looked up at him with those famous cat eyes of hers. "You like that?" she said seductively, feeling as horny as he is.

Paul looked down at her and groaned again. "Yeah,"

She bit down on her lip and began to suck him off again, causing him to groan in pleasure. He felt himself coming close and he didn't want to stop, so he continued to thrust himself in and out of her mouth.

"Now, can you just kiss it for me while I'm doin' bout a hundred on the highway. Get it, slap it wet, get it big, girl I bet you could finish before I pull up on the driveway."

It only took a moment later for him to cum against her tongue. And Paul grabbed his dick, slapping it against her tongue and she moaned at the taste of it.

Giselle slurped up his juices and slowly got back up on her feet.

Paul grabbed her by both sides of her face and smashed his lips onto hers. Giselle moaned against his mouth, her panties getting wet.

Paul instantly whipped her around and moved her pants down along with her panties. He got a good view of her bare ass and he smacked it hard with his hand, causing her to hiss in pleasure.

"Bend over," he demanded.

The brunette moaned again and leaned over the counter. Paul roughly grabbed her ass and placed himself deep inside her.

"I didn't think you were the doggy style type of guy," she mumbled, biting down on her lip.

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me," he pushed her down even more, grabbing a lock of her hair in his hand as he began thrusting in and out of her hard and fast.

"Girl, take it off for me, you know just what I want. It's always hard to leave, this private show."

It's been a long time since Paul had sex with someone other than Dawn. He and Dawn had just started becoming sexually active, so technically it was still a long time since he had sex.

Paul continued to thrust himself hard and fast into Giselle, not really caring about how rough he was at the moment.

He knew that Giselle was very sexually active, so he knew that she could take just about anything.

Giselle nearly screamed as she felt him pounding into her.

Paul groaned as he felt her closing around him, the inside of her driving him crazy.

He was moving very fast and Giselle was loving it. Paul knew she was about to cum any second because he felt how wet she was around his dick.

"Damn, you're soaked." He groaned, continuing to pound into her.

"You're so big," she said in a moan, enjoying the size of him inside of her.

It only took him a second to cum and she came as well. Paul pulled out though, making sure he wouldn't cum into her. He wouldn't want to get her pregnant.

Paul knew that he was being very careless with his actions, but the way he was feeling at that moment, he just really didn't give a damn. He wanted to feel better about Dawn breaking up with him. It really made him angry that she dumped him. Even though Paul knew that he should have a little trust in her, he still felt that Ash is the reason why she dumped him in the first place.

Paul stared at Giselle's back. They were both equally stressed out so having sex was like a stress reliever to him. And anyway, he felt that he could get used to this thing he started with her, this sex thing.

"That was surprising," she said out of breath.

Paul smirked and then grunted. "Hn."

Giselle stared off at the ceiling with a blanket over her and she turned her head slightly to look at Paul, watching as he put back on his under pants.

Paul slowly got up from the bed and started heading towards his bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Giselle stared at the bathroom door and then slowly sat up on the bed, bringing the blanket closer to her. She grabbed her phone that was lying down on the bed and began to look through Instagram, wondering what was going on on her newsfeed. She stopped at a picture Ash posted and it looked like one of those pictures with quotes on it, so she decided to read the picture.

The picture read: "Damn, I'm addicted to you." And his caption read: "I can't let her go." With a frown emoji beside it.

She stared at it for a short while in thought and she began to realize something.

Ash seems to be the only person that really does care about her and she was just starting to realize that now.

Giselle licked her lips and slowly began to get off the bed.

She grabbed her clothes from the floor and began to put them on. It only took her about 3 minutes to put them on. She grabbed her phone and her purse and began heading out of Paul's room without saying bye or anything.

As she headed for the front door, she stepped out of his apartment room and closed the front door behind her.

Giselle couldn't think, she headed for the elevator and pressed the button.

"Sitting here feeling kinda' crazy."

When the elevator doors opened, she stepped inside and immediately pressed the button to the 1st floor.

"But not just any crazy."

Giselle stared off at the closed elevators as she felt it beginning to move down. Her mind was now focused on everything Ash has done lately.

Suddenly, tears were beginning to blur her eyes as she realized what he was doing. Everything made sense now.

"It's the kind you feel when you love somebody."

She let out a short breath of air.

Paul always complained about Dawn possibly having feelings for Ash and she never exactly understood why, but now she was beginning to understand.

When the elevator doors opened on the 1st floor, she immediately walked out of the elevator and began heading out of the building, clutching her phone in her hand.

"And I know that my baby is calling somebody else baby."

Giselle began walking on the sidewalk in the dark night, listening as cars drove on the street and hearing silent police sirens in the air, but she ignored it. Her eyes were on the floor as she walked and her mind was focused on everything Ash was doing.

Ash was the first to like her for her and not because of sex.

"Um… Hey, I don't know if you really got the wrong impression of me, but I'm not after you because of sex. I like you a lot, but I just really want to get to know you if that's okay."

She placed her hands inside her pockets before raising her eyebrow. "Why?" She asked, not really understanding.

Ash shrugged, "Because getting to know someone's personality is magical… At least to me it is."

Ash was the first to be himself with her.

"Sorry pretty boy, but I am not playing." She turned around as she attempted to leave, but she immediately felt a pair of sweaty arms wrap around her as her eyes widened in disgust.

She did say he was hot all sweaty and shit, but that didn't mean that she wanted any of his sweat on her. "Let go of me!" She shouted, trying to break free from his grip.

Ash laughed as he brought her closer to the basket headboard, holding her still.

Giselle elbowed him hard and immediately the two fell backward as she collided on top of him.

In an instant, Ash looked up at her, noticing that she was on top of him and Giselle noticed too, but she soon realized that she was even more all over his sweat. "Ugh! You are so disgusting! Go take a shower!"

Giselle blinked back those tears as she continued to walk down the sidewalk, trying her best to control herself.

"Who knew that my heart could ever bruise? You see this scar here on my chest? I'm hurting…"

The way he looked at her. The way he kissed her. It was just so… different. She knew that he didn't want her for that.

Ash was just so confusing to her.

With the way he treats her and the way he made her feel. She had no idea what it all meant.

"It's 4 am and my lover won't answer. He's probably somewhere with a dancer, sippin' champagne while I'm in his bed."

Giselle placed strands of hair behind her ear as she continued to walk.

"I'm not gonna turn away till you actually give me a chance at friendship at least." Ash finally said.

She shook her head, trying to take him out of her thoughts but he kept finding his way in them.

He shoved his hand inside his pocket and pulled out a wrapped up piece of paper, handing it to her. "Cheerleading tryouts are happening again when Spring Break's over."

Giselle blinked, staring at him with a questionable look as she took the paper from his hands slowly.

"I know you were once a cheerleader before and I know that you loved doing cheerleading, so you should do it again." He told her.

She opened the piece of paper and saw that it was a flyer of the tryout dates. She stared at it hard in thought, not saying a word.

"You don't have to do it if you don't want to. I just thought that you would probably be interested." He gulped slightly again, looking at her.

Giselle groaned, becoming frustrated now as tears began falling from her eyes.

"It's 4 am and I think I might lose it. This mother fucker thinking I'm stupid. He must have bumped his head. I only know it's 4 am."

She continued to walk down the sidewalk, feeling tears coming down her cheeks.

All of this was now beginning to make sense now.

She didn't want to admit it, but now it suddenly dawned on her.

She was beginning to fall in love him.

Giselle folded her arms together as she stared hard at Dawn talking with Ash. She wasn't sure of how she was feeling seeing her talking to him, but she just knew that she was a bit confused with her feelings for Ash. It may be love, it may be just a crush. Giselle just knew that she wasn't ready for a relationship though.

She felt a presence next to her, automatically knowing that it must have been Paul.

Paul stared off at the scene too, seeing Ash and Dawn talking with each other by her locker. He hardened his eyes on them, not liking this one bit.

Paul licked his lips and looked at Giselle, still wondering why she left last night. "Why'd you leave last night?"

Giselle kept her eyes on Ash and Dawn and opened her mouth to answer his question. "I have a crazy mother. She wanted me home," she mumbled a lie. She didn't want Paul to know the real reason why she left.

She was always known as the girl who never gave a fuck, especially to Paul, so why should he know the real reason why she left? Paul didn't care about her that way and she knew it.

"Oh," he looked over at the pair again and then at her, lowering his voice. "There's a storage room by Ms. Dawes class. Wanna meet me there before class starts?"

Giselle folded her arms together, keeping her eyes on Ash and Dawn. "What so we can fuck again?"

Paul chuckled lightly at that comment. "I know you want to," he said lowly.

She stared at Ash and Dawn for a little while longer and then rolled her eyes. "Fine. I need to relieve some stress anyway." She grabbed Paul by his shirt and walked around him as she now walked down the hall, grabbing him with her.

It only took them a few moments to find the storage room. Without anyone looking their way, Giselle immediately opened the storage closet and pulled Paul in there with her, closing the door behind her.

It was dark in there and a lot of storage supplies was around the floor, but she could care less. Giselle pushed Paul hard against the wall and instantly latched her lips onto his.

"I only call you when it's half past five."

She moaned against his lips as she kissed him hungrily. She let her hands move down to his pants as she began to unbuckle his belt, instantly pulling out his dick. Paul groaned against her mouth as he pulled down her pants and he picked her up quickly, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms latching around his neck.

"I only love it when you touch me, not feel me. When I'm fucked up, that's the real me. When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah."

Paul grabbed onto his dick and placed it inside her center. He held her around him and walked to the other side of the storage closest, her back now leaning against the wall behind her. Giselle kept her lips onto his as she began biting down on his lower lip, her hands getting caught in his hair.

"I only call you when it's half past five. The only time I'd ever call you mine."

He began to thrust himself in and out of her, causing her to moan into his mouth and grab his hair even more. Paul groaned into her mouth as he now bit down on her lip, continuing to rock his body against her.

"I only love it when you touch me, not feel me. When I'm fucked up, that's the real me. When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe."

Paul kept going at it, placing his hands along the wall as he glided into her, hitting every sensational spot in her body.

Dawn sighed as she leaned her back against the headboard of her bed. She looked down at her feet as she held the phone up to her ear. "I know it's hard, Ash."

She listened to Ash sigh again from the phone.

She had been talking to him for at least fifteen minutes and he was still down about Giselle. Dawn didn't really like Giselle much, but she knew how Ash felt about her so she did her best to say nice things about her to him.

"Are you and Paul talking again?"

"No," Dawn pursed her lips. "Ever since I told him I wanted a break, he hasn't spoke to me. I guess I really hurt him, you know."

"Is Paul even capable of feeling hurt?" Ash wondered. "I swear he always looks pissed all the time."

Dawn giggled at that. Paul does always look pissed all the time. "Yes, Paul is capable of feeling hurt." She laughed, causing Ash to laugh too.

Their laughter soon died down for a bit and she was about to say something else, but Ash beat her to it.

"Do you know why Paul hates me?"

Dawn blinked, not sure of how to answer that. She didn't want to tell Ash the real reason why Paul couldn't stand him, but then again she didn't want to lie to him either. Dawn sighed. "Well… it's because he thinks I got feelings for you."

It was silent on the other end and Dawn was beginning to wonder if she said something wrong. "Ash?"

"Well, do you?" he asked.

Dawn was about to say something, but she closed her mouth shut. That was a weird a question, a question that Ash never asked her before. She didn't want him to think that she has feelings for him and also that would make things awkward between them.

Dawn let out an innocent laugh. "You're my best friend, Ash…"

"Then how come Paul thinks you like me that way?"

Dawn shrugged, not really knowing why. "To be honest, I don't know… I only wanted a break because I feel like he needs to trust me. He's always second guessing me when it comes to you, Ash."

She wished she could see Ash's face, but she assumed he must have been frowning or in deep thought.

"Do you want me to talk to him for you?"

"No," she whispered. "He doesn't want to talk to you, he can't stand you, remember?"

"Oh right," Ash chuckled lightly, but Dawn could tell he was a bit uncomfortable. She was beginning to wonder if he actually cared if Paul liked him or not.

"Does it bother you that Paul doesn't like you, Ash?"

It was silent for a moment, but Ash answered. "Yeah, it does." He told her. "I didn't do anything wrong. I don't want him to hate me forever."

Dawn frowned slightly, feeling bad for him. "Well, hopefully he won't."

"Yeah, well I gotta go. I'm about to go to the bar and see if Giselle is there."

"Doesn't she not want to talk to you?" Dawn wondered.

"Yeah, but I'm going to make her talk to me. We don't have to date, but I at least want her in my life as a friend."

"Well, good luck Ash."

"Thanks." Ash said. "I'll talk to you later, Dawn. Bye."

"Bye."

The line soon cut off and Dawn sighed, slowly pulling the phone down to her lap and staring at it.

She stared at it for a short while and soon searched for Paul's contact. He hasn't talked to her since the break up and she knew he was hurting, but she just wanted to at least know if he was okay.

She pulled the phone up to her ear, listening as it rang.

Dawn wasn't sure if he would pick up or not, especially since she is the one that broke up with him, but she still hoped that he would.

She listened as it continued to ring and she frowned lightly when it went straight to voicemail.

Of course he wouldn't want to talk to her.

Dawn licked her lips and waited to leave him a voicemail. As soon as she heard that familiar beep to leave a voicemail, she began to speak. "Hey, Paul." She started speaking, slowly looking down at her hands. "Look," she took a breath of air. "I know you don't want to speak to me, but I was just calling to check up on you…" She bit down on her bottom lip and then took another breath of air, moving her bangs away from her eyes. "I know that it must be hard for you, but trust me, it's hard for me too… I love you Paul. I really do."

Dawn rested the back of her head against her headboard, looking up at the ceiling. "And I promise this will all be worth it." Before she could say anything else, the line hung up and she sighed heavily.

She slowly brought the phone down to her lap and then stared off into her room.

She just hoped that Paul will be okay.

Ash walked into the crowded bar, surprised to see a lot of people there.

He wasn't exactly the type to always go out to bars, he only usually went with Gary and the team, but other than that, he never went to bars. This was his first time to take a good look inside, seeing a lot of people drinking and having a good time, watching people play pool at the game corner and music playing loudly through the speakers.

His eyes fell on Giselle when he saw her at the bar counter, buying a drink.

"When I'm looking at you, I keep thinking."

Ash moved his hat down a bit and began to walk over to where she was.

He watched as she chugged down a shot of alcohol. Ash assumed it must have been her fifth glass since she had four placed down right in front of her.

Hearing someone clear their throat, Giselle dropped her glass down on the counter and swallowed the alcohol that was on her tongue, now turning her head to the person that was beside her. Her face immediately fell flat when she realized who it was. "What are you doing here?"

"I came here to talk." Ash smirked, taking a seat beside her in the empty stool. Giselle rolled her eyes and looked over for the bartender. "Hey, bartender! Can I get two more shots? Thanks!"

Ash raised his eyebrow. "You should slow down there a bit."

Giselle scoffed, looking over at him. "Who are you, my father?"

"No, but a beautiful girl like you shouldn't have too much to drink."

She rolled her eyes, not in the mood to deal with him. She was already sort of drunk and Ash could tell. "I can have as much as I want," she mumbled, flipping her hair to the side.

"Alright," Ash raised his hands in defense. "If you say so," laughing lightly.

When the bartender arrived, he decided he wanted a shot as well. "Can I get two shots of vodka and that be it?" Ash began to pull out his money.

"Standing on the dance floor while she's trickin'. You are all I want girl, she's a chicken."

"Yeah, sure," The bartender went to go fix him glasses of vodka.

Ash looked over at Giselle and watched as she dropped her head back and chugged down the shot of alcohol. By looking at it, it looked like champagne.

"So what are you doing here?" Ash wondered, watching as she placed the glass back on the counter.

"I always come here," she said breathlessly, grabbing the next shot of champagne.

Ash watched as she dropped her head back again.

"Here's your shots," the bartender said. Ash looked over at the bartender and took his two shots of vodka. "Thanks."

Ash brought his glass up to his lips and immediately chugged down the entire thing in one shot. He was only going to have two shots of vodka and that would be it for the night. He didn't want to get too drunk, he wanted to at least be sober.

He looked over at Giselle and could tell that she was obviously drunk off her ass.

"Why are you so annoying?" She mumbled, looking over at him. Ash could smell the alcohol all over her.

He shrugged, smirking slightly at that comment. "It's just the way I am."

"You get on my nerves," Giselle rolled her eyes, pushing her hair to her back.

Ash was about to speak, but then he watched as a random guy sat beside her, calling for her.

"Hey mami, wanna dance?"

Ash stared at the guy, he could tell the guy was trying to flirt with her.

Giselle looked over at the guy and smiled hard at him. "Sure, but first let me have a taste of your lips. I'm hungry," she moaned, grabbing the guys face and smashing her lips onto that guys.

"Girl, if it's alright. Let's go somewhere and get it on tonight. I got a girl, but you look good tonight."

Ash watched as she made out with that random guy, now feeling awkward.

He wasn't sure if he should feel jealous or not, but he knew he was very uncomfortable.

Ash sighed when he realized she continued to acknowledge that guy, making out with him.

He grabbed his other shot glass and stared at Giselle again.

"It's one on one tonight, tonight."

Shaking his head, Ash brought the glass up to his lips and swallowed all the alcohol that was inside.

Paul ran a hand through his hair and picked up his phone, seeing that he received a missed call from Dawn and also a voicemail. His eyebrows furrowed together as he stared down at his phone.

He quickly pressed the voice message and brought it up to his ear.

"Hey, Paul."

Paul stared at his bed as he listened. "Look," he heard her take a breath of air. "I know you don't want to speak to me, but I was just calling to check up on you…"

It got quiet again and he heard her take another breath of air. "I know that it must be hard for you, but trust me, it's hard for me too… I love you Paul. I really do."

Paul felt his jaw tighten at this as he listened to her next words.

"And I promise this will all be worth it."

He waited for her to say more, but it cut off.

Paul brought the phone down to look at it and suddenly he felt angry again.

She loves me? Paul wanted to break his phone. If she loves me, then why did she break up with me? Paul groaned as he thought this, wanting to scream.

He shook his head though and he immediately called Giselle.

It only took her a second to answer. "Hello?"

Paul didn't think, he said the first thing that was on his mind. "How do you feel about round three?"

A/N: Paul is using the hell out of Giselle lol, poor her. But she doesn't care about Paul either, so I guess they're both using each other, idk. They're both being selfish assholes anyway.

Songs used in this chapter: Private Show by T.I. ft. Chris Brown, 4 am by Melanie Fiona, The Hills by The Weeknd, Get it on Tonight by Montell Jordan

Once again, please don't curse me out. .-. lol, I really want to know how you guys feel about Paul's behavior though. Do you guys think what he's doing is wrong? I mean, I think he's being a dick. He's being a typical fuck boy.

But I must say that this storyline really spices up the story!

Review for me! (: