Emma's POV
"Never play shuffle on Hamilton or do so if you want theater kids to bomb your house." I said.
"Crazy for you to think I'd allow theater kids to be in a 500 feet radius of my house and even play Hamilton. God what even is Hamilton?" Paul asks turning his head toward me. My eyes still on the road.
"A musical where every theater kid has a dark history with. I never understood it. Its not even historically accurate!" I admitted.I don't even know how this conversation started. I was just talking about annoying theater kids that I had and have to work. Number one example, Zoey from Beanies. She gives me terrible intrusive thoughts. Always talking about her stupid productions and her always being on her little fucking vocal rest.
"Hey babe, are we there yet?" Paul asks
Oh shit I completely forgot about that. So today is our two years and Paul did something for me last year and this year I wanted to take him somewhere special. I am taking him to a flower field.
"Em?" Paul calls out knocking me out of my thoughts.
"Shit sorry I was so focused on driving, I completely zoned out." I apologized. I was in my own little monologue. There is a small theater kid Emma in me but Paul never needs to know that.
"Don't be sorry, so are we there yet?" He asks again.
"We are in fact getting closer."
"So where are you taking me exactly?" Paul wonders.
"You'll see! Its gonna be so beautiful in this typical weather. Last time I went here was with Jane and her kid Tim and it poured on us. Same time I got stung by a bee." I joked.
"Bees are assholes I'm telling you. I have never met a person who actually like bees. Bees do help us though."
Paul continues with his daily car rants as usual. Sometimes his rants don't make sense. He can have his own TED talk and he would go on about the most absurd thing ever to exist in mankind. For example, he went on a huge tangent about the Tickle-Me-Wiggly and how Cabbage Kids had riots. I didn't pay attention but only a little bit. How the fuck does he know this stuff? Anyways enough Paul's crazy rants, I start to the entrance of the field and a smile spread across my face.
"Bees and ants can literally run the world at one point and kill us all- Em what are you smiling?" Paul asks putting his hand on my shoulder then taking it off when I spoke.
"Only like ten more seconds until we get there. Just give me a moment, you are going to love this."
What I learned about Paul is that he has a huge thing for flowers. Like any kind of flower and he'll bring it home. He is the main reason why we have a garden. Every time he goes on his little coffee runs, I see him come in with flowers literally a couple blocks down from Beanies. Our house inside isn't filled with ours but the outside is like its own flower field. You can easily guess why I wanted to bring him here.
"Alright Mathews we have finally arrived to your destination,"
I look over to Paul who is looking outside the car window."
"No fucking way. No fucking way!"
"Yes fucking way!" I replied laughing at Paul's reaction to the huge flower field in front of us.
"Well I'm ready to get out if you are."
Paul gets out and stands there looking out into the distance. I then got out and closed the car door walking around over to Paul.
"You like it?" I ask wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Like it? Emma!! I fucking love it!!" Paul exclaims as he picks me up and spins me around. I laugh as he does. He puts me down.
"Emma I love you so much!! You don't know how much I do that's the thing, I'd do anything for you. The fact that you did this for me makes me wanna bawl right now. I'm so fucking glad I walked the extra block to Beanies, cause if I didn't I wouldn't have met you."
I had no words. The only word I had was the conversation between on our lips. I pulled him in and he pulled me even closer with his hands on the back of waist. There was so space left between us it felt us. My eyes were closed and it felt like reality just slipped away. We pulled away slowly.
"I love you Paul.I never wanted to love with anyone growing up. Love was something I never believed in after Jane passed and seeing how cruel the world is. However that wasn't until there was a guy who didn't like musicals and always ordered a black coffee. You caught my eye immediately. Something about you made my stomach do flips and turns. You coming into the Beanies every single day made me look forward to going to work everyday. Which is weird but it is the truth. Paul you made me learn something that no one else has taught me, you taught it feels like to be loved."
Paul's eyes softened. His pretty, soft blue eyes stayed with contact with my brown eyes. Paul looked like he just ran out of words. No one and anything can take me away from this man.
"Come on Paul, we should go in!" I change the topic as grabbing his hands and running straight into the entrance of the flower field.
I look ahead and the path looked like it was going on more miles and miles. Eternity even. I kept running and running until I couldn't see the entrance. I was so focused on running I tripped over a rock. Yes a fucking rock don't judge me.
"Oh my god babe are you okay?!" Paul asks trying hard not to laugh. Apparently he fell too. What makes it hard to say anything is that he fell on top of me.
"I think so!" I laugh along with him.
That is when I stopped laughing and just stared at him for a few seconds until he noticed. Paul ended up noticing and his gaze met with mine.
"I'm sorry I fell on you-"
I pulled him in by his shirt and kissed him once again. It was fast though, but Paul fell into the kiss.
"We should probably get up someone is probably looking at us like were some crazy freaks." I joked laughing.
Paul had other plans however. He got off me and decided to pick me up bridal style.
"Happy two years my love."
"Happy two years my flower nerd."
"Okay that is just mean-"
"But it is true and you can't deny it."
"You are right, I am your flower nerd." Paul said as tilted me in for one final kiss.
I can never ask for more out of life. The flower nerd is all I need.
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ℙ𝕒𝕦𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕤 <Oneshots>
FanfictionThis is just Paulkins oneshots because I'm still grieving over the end of TGWDLM. Let me tell you I cried so bad. Anyways some oneshotd may contain triggering topics. Some oneshots will be fluff and angst cause I don't like writing smut. Feel free t...