Jasmine
So Paul did win an Oscar. Him and Vin actually. Paul got to take it home though because Paul is the Shit. I don't know who Vin diesel thought he was!
A few more pictures were taking of me and Paul. Paul escorted me to the limo and we got in. Paparazzi were everywhere. They were shouting and all types of stuff. They need to get it together!
"Congratulations, baby." I kissed Paul.
Paul smiled and laid his head on my shoulder.
"Promise me from here on out, we tell each other everything. I don't want to put Juju and Meadow Rain and the twins through this. The arguing and fighting." Paul mumbled.
I smiled at him and nodded. "I promise."
Paul gave me a kiss. My phone rang and I pulled it out my bra. I mean my dress had no pockets, so...
"Daddy!" I said.
"Yes?" Paul answered.
"I'm talking to my father." I held the phone away from my ear.
"Jasmine, can you and Paul stop by. Melanie and Zayne are here." Daddy asked.
"Awesome. We'll be there." I said.
"What's going on?" Paul asked when I told the driver to go to my parents house.
"They just wanna see us." I answered.
Paul shrugged and snuggled up next to me.
"You know what we haven't been doing?" I asked him.
"Making love." Paul laughed.
"No. Cuddling."
"Who cuddles anymore?" Paul looked at me.
"Couples." I snapped.
Paul shook his head.
"Fine. Lets cuddle." Paul said.
"No. I need to catch up on supernatural when we get home." I smiled.
Paul clicked his tongue and stared at me. I gave a dirty look back.
"Lets take a selfie." I pulled out my phone.
I snapped three pictures of us. We looked so classy. You could hardly tell all the shit we've been through.
My mom and Dad said a quick congratulations to Paul and we stayed for a while and talked to Z and M. At home, I quickly showered and dressed in pajamas and settled down to watch SPN (Supernatural).
-Sorry short chapter. Don't hate me.
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