I went outside to find Norman and he was no where to be found. I expected him to be leaning against the brick building smoking, the frigid New England air billowing out the smoke in swirls into the sky and his small blue eyes looking at me with disappointment. But he was no where to be found. I sighed in frustration and went back into the studio where terry and Jared were still admiring Terry's work. I interrupted them.
"Where is Norman?"
Terry looked around. "That's odd I think he left. I take it you guys got into a fight then huh?" He said coming towards me as tears rolled down my face.
"Did you text or call him?" Jared asked looking at me concerned because I was crying.
I pulled my iPhone out of my pocket of my jeans and scrolled down. No text. I dialed his number and it went to voicemail.
"ugh!" I sighed loudly and sat down on a plush lemon colored couch. I put my head in my hands. You really fucked it up this time didn't you Paige? My mind screamed at me. I felt eyes on me and I sighed again.
"I'm sorry" a single tear shed down my cheek.
I felt the couch settle beneath me as if someone sat down next to me. My mascara was runny as I wiped my eyes. I didn't even care how I looked right now. Ugh I felt like such a idiot. And embarrassed.
I felt a hand on the small of my back as I inhaled deeply.
No other words were spoken it just remained quiet and the only thing that mattered was whoever was sitting next to me right now comforting me. I didn't look to see who it was but I knew that touch wasn't Normans. I didn't care. I just closed my eyes and let the room stand still.
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Norman's POV
I had to take a long walk I was pissed. Even beyond PISSED! A cigarette hung loosely on my lips as I took a couple brief drags out of the cigarette that was hanging out the side of my mouth. My hands were buried deep in my pockets guarded against the harsh January winds.
"OMG JARED LETO!" I could replay the LUST in her eyes and it made me sick. That's not the person I fell in love with. Frustrated I took a sharp left down a alleyway towards a place familiar to me.
Back when I was a kid I would always hangout down this alley way near a bunch of apartments in a building severed by fire escapes. I climbed up one of them not even caring if someone saw me and freaked out and I stood on the ledge, huffing the last of my minuscule cancer stick and chucking it aside.
It has been over a hour since I went for a walk. I knew she was worried. Why do you care so much for her Norman?! My brain yelled as I slid my phone out from my leather jacket. I had shut it off in pure anger.
I waited TIL the apple symbol came on and then the lock screen came to life and then my phone vibrated and I received 2 texts.
Paige: Norman, I'm sorry for that back there. I didn't realize it would hurt you for me to pull a fan girl and I realized why you were mad. I never acted like that towards you when I met you I treated you like a normal human being and I always will. Please forgive me Norman. <3 :-(
Paige: Baby please forgive me. I hate when you get mad at me! This is I guess you could call our first fight and my first fuck up. Please I beg you I care so much about you ... It scares me! Xox... :-( I'll make it up to you somehow? Massage? What would you like?
Ugh she knew just how to pull my heart strings this damn hurricane of a woman. I pulled out another cigarette and let it dangle out of my mouth as I lit it and took a deep drag blowing out smoke along with the January air.
That woman..
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FanfictionPaige is 28 years old and living in Boston In a small one bedroom apartment with her cat, Ted. Originally from Mableton, GA she just moved to Boston to look for a fresh start and a new career. While working full time and going to the University of M...