There's Something About Paul (Paul Walker Story)

Smack That

We had just dropped Meadow and her friend back to Rebecca's and we were now headed back to the house in the car.

"So, what are our plans for tonight?" I ask Paul as I lift my feet up and open the window wider. The sun was almost setting as Rebecca has invited us in and we had stayed for quite some time.

"We could order a take out of your choice?" He suggests as he takes one hand off of the steering wheel and places it on my thigh. I place my hand over his and nod.

"Yeah, that sounds good." I smile as I push my hair out of my face. It was still damp as I had long, thick hair, which probably looked like a frizzy mess right now. "Can we go to the beach after?" The beach was right around the corner from Paul's place and it looked so peaceful and deserted from the balcony. Paul nods as he sends me another smile. His smile was perfect. Like real perfection. He has perfect white teeth, that sparkle from the moment he opens his mouth and he gets these really cute creases around his outer eye because his smile was so big.

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We arrived back to Paul's about 30 minutes ago and our take out had just been delivered. I decided on sushi which Paul didn't mind and we might have ordered a little too much for just two people.

"I can't believe you've never seen it, it's everywhere! It's pretty much impossible to avoid it." I say shoving another sushi roll into my mouth.

"I guess I'm too busy to notice these kind of things." He says shrugging. He was currently struggling to pick up the sushi with chopsticks. He was telling me all about how he can eat with them but he hasn't managed to pick up a single piece of food with them and I was quite frankly finding it very funny.

"Everyone watches it, it's probably the best TV series around at the moment. You need to catch up with it." I say laughing.

"What's it called again?" He asks me looking up from his food.

"Orange is the new black." I say like it's obvious and he should know this.

"And it's about a bunch of women in prison?" He asks me sounding unimpressed. I had told him what it was about but he completely missed the point.

"Yes! But you're description is making it sound boring. It's really funny, and I'm not easily impressed."

"How many seasons are there?" I think I have brought him over to the dark side at last.

"Three, but I will happily re-watch all of them with you." I say smiling. "You won't regret it, it was the best decision of my life. I can't believe you've never heard of it, you really are old." I say biting my lip knowing that he hates when I call him old. I'm only joking because 31 isn't old but I like teasing him.

"I'm not old, I'm so down with everything cool." He defends himself. I nod sarcastically.

"How's the chopsticks working out for ya'?" I mention still seeing him struggle.

"Perfectly fine." He says as he finally grabs a piece and opens his mouth wide, but before it gets in his mouth he drops it back onto his plate. I start laughing hysterically and nearly fall off of my chair. "I just haven't used them for a long time that's all." I laugh even louder.

"Just hurry up and eat, I want to go to the beach already!" I say as I leave the kitchen to get changed into something more casual. I rush up the stairs and put on a off the shoulder white top and a pair of boho trousers with some plain sandals. I go downstairs and see Paul starting to clear up the mess we made. "I'll do it, go and get changed." I say kissing him on the cheek before going to the sink and cleaning up the plates and cutlery.

Before I know it Paul comes back downstairs wearing a white shirt and khaki shorts. "Aw! Don't you scrub up nicely." I say patting his cheek as I walk past him and grab my phone off of the side.

He laughs and opens the refrigerator  and grabs a case of six beers in one hand and then house keys before shoving them in his pockets. "Alright let's go. It was now dark out so I'm sure that no one would care about us drinking alcohol on the beach.

"If you could visit any country right now where would you go?" I ask Paul as we walk onto the beach and across the sand trying to find a good spot to sit down.

"I've always wanted to go to Australia or New Zealand." He says as he gestures for me to sit down. I do, and he sits next to me.

"I have family in Australia but I've never been but it's definitely a must. I've always wanted to go to Italy, mainly to see the Sistine chapel." I stop myself before I start giving Paul a history lesson that he so does not care to hear.

"Why don't you go?" He asks like it's the easiest thing to do.

"Paul, I work in Starbucks, I don't have the best financial situation." I say laughing awkwardly.

"Why don't you sell your artwork? I'm sure plenty of people would buy it, it's amazing." He hands me a beer as my cheeks begin to change colour.

"Thanks, maybe I will, I don't know... I really don't want to go back to college, this place is like living in heaven." I groan as I receive a text from Laura mentioning my homecoming.

"We still have 3 days, and we'll most likely be back before we know it." Paul smiles as he looks out onto the ocean.

"If were still going strong." I say nudging him.

"About that..." He says looking into my eyes. My smile fades as his words sink in. About what?

"What?" I say barely above a whisper.

"We should make us," he gestures between the two of us, "more official?"

"What do you mean? Like boyfriend and girlfriend?" I say slightly confused.

"Yeah, if you'd like?" He grins.

"I'd like that." I say grinning back. I lean into Paul and our lips connect and my hands go straight to the back of his neck as his arm snakes around my waist.

Paul pulls away but I can still feel his breathe on my lips. "Let's go in the water." He says grinning.

"In our underwear?" I ask giggling to make sure he is aware that neither of us are wearing swimwear.

"We can go in butt naked if you'd prefer?" Paul says with a cheeky smile on his face.

"Paul!" I say hushing him. "Maybe if this place wasn't so public." I laugh. I stand up and drag Paul up with me. We take of our clothes, myself still in my bra and panties and Paul in his boxers Calvin Klein boxer breifs. He begins to walk towards the water and I look at his ass, which is perfect by the way. I take the opportunity to smack that. He turns around with a massive smile on his face and grabs me around my waist and carries me to the water and drops me in. I squeal as I hit the water and push Paul down but we both end up falling down, laughing uncontrollably. He holds me close as we stare at each other smiling.

"I love you." Paul whispers.

"I love you too." I whisper back.