Stupidity- The Outsiders/ Dallas Winston

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒚-𝑶𝒏𝒆

I woke up with Paul's arms around my waist spooning me, his head on the crook of my neck
I squinted my eyes since the sunlight was shining directly in my face I was a little hung over.

The only problem I seemed to have was a throbbing headache.

Other than that, my body felt relieved.

I swift positions as I wrapped my arms around Paul hugging him,
It's been a while since I even been affectionate towards him after all the arguments
"How you feelin'?" Paul mumbles

" I'm tired, I have to go and open the diner in a few." I groan as I pull away to get up

He holds onto my arm

"Call in sick make something up, stay here."

"With you?" I smile as I put on my dress from yesterday

"Yeah, with me."

"I told my coach I wouldn't be able to make it to practice and that I wasn't feeling too good."

"Are you sick as well?" I check his forehead for a fever

"No, I just wanted to stay with you." He smiles, pulling me into a kiss

"I guess I can make something up." I take off my dress, throwing it in the corner before getting into bed with Paul

Me and Paul were left out of breath within a few hours, the sweat making my hair stick to my face and neck, Paul brushes my hair from my face as he connects his lips to mine again, he lays in between my legs and rested his head onto my heaving chest, our skin sticking to eachother as Paul trails more kisses from my chest down, I comb my fingers against his slightly damped hair, my other brushing softly against his back and the slightly red scratch marks I made, I place small kisses on his forehead as I flutter my eyes slowly cause I was out of energy

I missed everything about Paul we've been distant after the arguments I swore to myself this would be the last time I gave him a chance, but here I am laying in his bed if there was a thing I enjoyed a lot, it would be makeup sex.

I sit up, leaning my head against the headboard while my fingers run through Paul's hair as he lays on my chest

"Paul?" I mumble softly
"Hm?"
"I've been thinking - never mind." I nod my head
Paul looks up at me
"What's on your mind?"

"I'm just confused." I mutter under my breath

"About what?"

"I've been thinking and just wondering, what are we?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we've been talking, and we already had sex. Are we just friends?"

"I've been trying to find a perfect time to ask you out but you seemed so stress from your new job, and we've been having so many arguments I didn't want to make you feel overwhelmed incase you weren't ready for a relationship." he says caressing my hips

I smile, I could feel my face flush red

"I mean, what do you want? " I say, running my fingers through his still damped hair

"I wanna be with you." He caresses more of my body

"You, with me?" I chuckle

"Yeah, what's funny about that?" he looks up at me, smiling

"I find it hard to believe."

"What do you want?" He asks

I smile " I want to be with you." I mumble

he smiles hovering over me placing a kiss to my lips he lays down beside me

"I just want to spend my life with somebody and live in a huge house and tons of space where we can raise animals, and I see myself having two or four kids but of course when it's the right time, and maybe even being a stay home mom, but that's only if I want to live that stereotype." I laugh as I caress his back