my weakness {gxg}

chapter twenty one

In books and movies, love is always portrayed as the strongest emotion. Love changes your life, and fills you with happiness. Being in love feels like a dream, it feels like no one can drag you down. What no one tells you though, is before you can reach that high, you bring yourself down.

You run away, instead of confronting that feeling. You try to protect yourself, because reaching for that high and failing, it's worse than you can imagine. It breaks you, because instead of feeling numb, you feel everything. You feel every tear slipping down your face, each crack in your heart becoming more defined every second.

You don't know whether to embrace the feeling, or run away from it, and right now, everything is telling me to run away, but for some reason I want to stay put, even if it means breaking my own heart.

I'm leaning on the door watching Paisley, as she sits on my bed, her eyes still scanning around my room. She looks up at me, eyes filled with confusion, patting the space next to her on my bed.

I grin and walk over to her, barely having time to sit down before she pulls me down on top of her, laying down and pulling me into her.

"What are you doing?" I squeal, trying unsuccessfully to pull myself up. Her grips too strong, which I'm assuming is definitely a good thing for a football player.

"Five minutes." She mumbles into my back, sighing and getting comfortable. I'm rolling my eyes and laying back down, but part of me would be happy to lay here forever, all wrapped in her arms. I know I shouldn't feel this way, but it feels good to live in the moment, even if it's just a fleeting moment.

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I wake up to a dark room, the only light shining in from under the door. I pat the bed behind me, surprised when it's cold and empty. I probably fell asleep on Paisley, effectively ruining the whole night. I get out of bed, groaning when my feet hit the cold floor, which wakes me up in seconds.

After successfully grooming my hair back so I don't look like a wild animal, I head downstairs, my feet pattering down the cold steps. I hear voices in the kitchen so I veer left. My family's gathered around the table, talking excitedly while they watch something outside.

"What's going on?" I mumble, clearly not fully awake yet.

Mom turns to me with a bright smile on her face as she ushers me over to look out our deck doors. Mya's outside playing soccer with someone else, but so dark that I can only see their silhouette.

"Why are you guys being so weird?" I ask, still confused. Mya plays soccer all the time, it's not like it's anything new or exciting.

"Look at who's playing with her, dumbass." Jake answers, rolling his eyes as he goes back to scrolling on his phone.

"I'm flattered that you think I'm nocturnal, but unfortunately I can't see in the dark." I mutter.

Jake groans and gets up to turn the outside light on, which illuminates the silhouette. Is that... Paisley? She stayed?

She picks up the soccer ball and brings Mya into a quick hug, pulling apart quickly because of the sweat they've both accumulated. At mom's wave, she jogs up to the doors, her eyes lighting up when she sees me.

"Look who's finally up?" She grins, walking over to plant a kiss on the top of my head.

"Thank you for having me over, Ms and Mr. Heighten, but I'm afraid I have to go home to shower after getting my ass kicked by Mya. She's too good."

Mya's grinning up at Paisley adoringly, while my parents are begging her to stay, saying she just can shower here, because she just has to stay for dinner, but I'm just focused on how it feels like she belongs here, with my family, and most importantly, with me.

Before I know what's happening, my parents are shooing me out of the kitchen and up the stairs, Paisley trailing behind us.

"Okay Brooke, get Paisley a towel, and I'm sure she can wear some of your clothes, right? And she can stay the night if she wants to, I'm sure you guys have slept together before." Mom pauses, realizing what she just said. "I meant, like in the same bed, not like, well, you know what I'm talking about right? Like-"

"I think both ways apply here mom," Jake yells from downstairs. "I saw them in the locker room the other day, going at it like bunnies and-"

"What the fuck Jake!" I yell, my face red with embarrassment, and I can't even look over at Paisley to see how she's reacting because that would just make it worse.

We all stand in silence for a moment before my mom gestures towards the stairs.

"I'll just... go." She says, hurrying back downstairs to avoid any more of this conversation. I turn around slowly, grimacing when I see Paisley's smirk.

"Wanna join me in the shower? I mean, now that they know..."

I smack her arm as she starts laughing, pushing her in the bathroom with a towel in my hand.

"Maybe after your shower you won't be such an ass." I mutter.

I turn away, but before I can leave Paisley gently grabs my arm, pulling me back into her. She gently turns my jaw towards her and captures my lips with hers. My mouth feels like it's on fire, and to make it worse she's gently tracing my jaw as she kisses me. My legs feel like jello when she finally pulls away, and before I can complain and make her kiss me again she grins, slowly closing the door.

"Maybe you should've thought about my offer more." She shrugs, closing the bathroom door.

I definitely should've, because I'm not sure how I'm going to make it through the night if she keeps kissing me like that.

Well, it's definitely been a while. I've really missed writing, but things have been absolutley insane lately.

This chapter is @moonchickenfrenchfry, I love you so much.

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