Out of the ordinary (Completed)

Chapter 16: four words

The next day

Abel's POV

I wanted to leave this morning, but unfortunately my flight hadn't been cleared because of bad weather. I called Paris and she told me everything would be a okay.

I was just in my loft alone and I was hoping Valerie wouldn't come back again because I wasn't going to be able to hold back from her.

I was just laying on the bed looking up at the ceiling. My eyes followed the fan as I fell in to deep thought.

I was about to close my eyes when there was a knock on my door. I assumed it was Valerie.

"Go away!" She started knocking again. "Motherf-" I muttered as I forced myself off of the couch and rushed to the door. I opened it ready to curse out Valerie, but it wasn't her.

"Paris?"

"Let us in. It's freezing." She was wrapped all the way up and the little bundle she held in her arms was Max. I stared at her for a minute but then she started yelling.

"Abel move!" She came through the door and I helped her with her bag and her brother's tiny suitcase. She came inside and I shut the door. She laid Max on the sofa I was sleeping on removing his hat and scarf. She stopped and looked at me.

"Is there a problem?" She sounded so fucking southern that I couldn't help but to crack a smile. I shook my head no. "Good. Now come here. I missed you." I walked over to her and picked her up. I hugged her and swung her around a bit. She's so short.

I nuzzled my head into the crook of her neck and she laughed. "I missed you so much Abel."

"I know. You've been sexting me."

"Shh. Don't say that in front of my brother." She giggled and her blue eyes glistened.

"What are you doing here? And how did you get here?"

"Mmm you ask so many questions..." she started taking off her many jackets. She had on my XO sweater and sweat pants that had "everything's bigger in Texas" on the ass.
Then she had that Texas shaped necklace on again.

"Damn Paris."

"What?"

"You love Texas, huh?"

"Hell yeah! The fuck you mean?" She said in a funny tone while flipping her hair. "Ooohh baby look look it." She held her hands up. "I got my nails done."

"Okay... and...?"

"Don't be mean, look!" I looked at the light pink coat and on her pointer fingers, in white, were my initials, "AT " . "You like it?" She said. I bit my lip.

"You're so fucking cute baby, you know that?" She nodded.
"Seriously how did you get here?"

"On a plane."

"Okay, but who paid for your tickets?"

"Nobody. I fly free."

"How?"

"My lady friend, who likes lady parts loans out free tickets."

"She wants you?"

"She wants all of this, but... she can't have any of it."

"Cause it's all mine." I said smugly.

"Exactly." She said rubbing the side of my face. "You know, every time you ask me to sing to you, I know you're just towards the edge of destruction. I wanted to make sure that you didn't relapse so I flew here." I felt like shit. She'd do all of this for me, and I almost cheated on her with Valerie. Paris really loved me.