Helter Sketler

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Paul Imagine :||

Paul picked up his guitar. "When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide!" he shouts, playing the notes loudly. You sit there, looking around the room. Paul was mad, furious, angry. He never felt any anger like this. Hot tears streamed down his face, as he shouted.

Martha, barked, and covered her ears with her paws, right by your chair. You bent down and patted her head. Paul put the guitar down. He sat by Martha and cried into her fur. Martha licked his cheek.

Paul has just been through a tough break up with Jane. He cried nonstop, screamed at himself nonstop, he even beat himself. You went over to make sure nothing.... worse happened.

You looked down to see Paul holding a little pocket knife to his wrist. You gasp, and pull it out of his hand. Paul cried even harder. "I just want to let the pain go." Paul sobbed. You sigh, "Cutting yourself won't help." Paul rubs Martha's ears, and sobs.

-3 Days Later-

Paul laid down, his head in your lap. "Why did she leave me?" Paul croaks, tears running down his face. You run your hands over his hair. "I don't know, Paul. I really don't know." you say, unwilling to tell him he was drunk, and was caught in bed with someone else.

Paul looked into your eyes. "I know you know." he says, looking away. Tears run down your cheek. "I just.. I can't..." you stutter. Paul raises out of your lap. "Why!? WHY CANT YOU!?" Paul shouts, holding your shoulders. You look down. "You got drunk. And..." is all you can say before you burst into tears.

Paul sinks back down into your lap. "Oh." he says. Paul looked at you, and smiled, weakly. She's so beautiful. Paul was thinking. You look at Paul. He's so handsome. You keep thinking. Paul looks up at you again. It hits him just then, I belong with Y/N.

Paul slams his lips into yours. He kisses you, passionately. You wrap your arms around his neck, and kiss back. Paul pins you to the back of the sofa, and you wrap your arms tighter around his neck. "I love you, Y/N." Paul says, pulling away. You smile, and kiss him again.

The End.
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