That Boy (Book 1)

Chapter 20

It's the last chapter man. I know its so exciting! But this chapter makes me cry, well not really, well it kinda does too, idk

BTW - the sequel will be called I should have known better.

I sooooo EXCITED

Enjoy the last chapter :D

 

Chapter 20 - The absolute worst day of my entire life

I woke in Paul's warm embrace the next morning. The sun was shining through the blinds and it crossed my shut eye lids causing me to awake. My head was lightly buried into his bare chest, which was moving with a simple, slow pattern. He was looked very calm and I wondered what his dream was about. But not for very long because he slowly awoke.

"Good morning Luv." Paul looked down at me and smiled at my face. His eyelids still drooped a bit, and he yawned for at least 10 seconds

I returned the smile, "What shall we do today?"

"We could just lay here together all day." I laughed at this, and he continued to talk once I finished laughing, "But I have to practice with the others today." I nodded, accepting the fact that his friends need him.

"I know, I know." Maybe I appeared sad at this because he moved his hands to my face and pulled it up to his own.

"I still love you." Paul kissed me once, "I'll be back later today."

"I love you too." I gave him a long kiss, before moving out of his grasp. Paul reached to bring me back towards him but I didn't let him

He wondered, "Where you going?" I sat up on the edge of the bed, and peered over my shoulder.

"To take a shower, get dressed, and make some breakfast." Paul nodded and I stood. I rushed over to the bathroom, grabbing my robe, and shut the door behind me. I rushed because I had no clothes on. And the best part was I heard Paul whistle at me when I reached the door.

I took a quick shower, dried off, and tied my robe around me. And after brushing my hair, I walked out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. Paul had left, but he made the bed and had obviously changed because she saw clothes missing from where he stores them. I changed into some casual clothes and put my robe up.

Then I walked out of the bedroom, and I walked towards the kitchen. Paul waited pleasantly at the table for his breakfast.

"What's for breakfast Luv?" Paul asked me, as I entered the kitchen.

"Well what do you want?"  I looked through the window in the kitchen that I could look through and talk to/ see Paul sitting at the table.

"Eggs and bacon!" He told me with amusement, while leaning back and rubbing his stomach. I giggled at him, and nodded.

"Yeah, alright." Paul cheered at me, and I began to cook the food.

Once I had finished cooking the food, I brought the two plates over to the table and placed a plate with silverware in front of Paul and one at where I was sitting.

"This looks good," Paul licked his lips, "Thank you."

"You so welcome." We began eating. Paul scarfed down the food, while I ate at a much slower pace. Paul was done with his food quickly. I bit off some bacon, "Wow that was fast." I told him while chewing quickly.

"Yeah," He stood and took his plate to the sink. Then he walked over to me and kissed me on the check, "I'm gonna go. Bye luv." He grabbed his guitar and walked out of the door.

I continued to eat in silence for a small amount of time. Then something caught my eyes. Paul had left his keys by the door. I left my plate on the table because I wasn't done yet. Then I grabbed the keys and rushed out of my apartment. I, quickly, jumped down the stairs and managed to quickly get to the apartment building entrance.

"Paul, you forgot your...." My voice died away as stood outside the door looking upon Paul. He was leaning with his back against his car. Tears filled my eyes at what was happening in front of my face.

I reconized that black hair anywhere. It was Lilly.

She had pushed Paul against his car and was sucking his face. And he wasn't even trying to push her away. You know what my favorite part of this whole thing was?

He was grabbing her ass. Both his hands were griping her ass tightly. That's just has to be the best part.

Just the cherry on the sundae.

The keys in my hand slowly slipped out of my grip and crashed against the concrete. Paul pulled his lips away and looked over to see me. His eyes widened, and Lilly flipped around and I saw it in her eyes.

This was her pay back. I ruined her relationship, and now she was ruining mine.

I rushed back to my apartment, I hardly made it because of the tears in my eyes. That lying bastard! He never loved me. He had to have more then one girl at a time. Everything he said he loved about me was just to get in my god damn pants. I crashed into my apartment, shutting and locking the door behind me.

I took the plate he used early and picked it up. My arm chucked it against the wall, while screaming at the top of my lungs. Then I ran into the bed room and took his clothes that he left. I opened the window and threw the whole bag out the window, a few stories above ground.

I tore the sheets of the bed, muttering threats. Then I screamed as I stomped the sheets, beginning to tear them. The anger built up in mind and when I kicked the sheets into the wall, I saw the guitar that the boys had gotten me. Or that Paul paid for.

I slowly walked over to it and picked it up. I clutched the neck of guitar tightly. Then I picked it up in the air and ALMOST slammed it into the ground. It was inches from the floor when I stopped the guitar and collapsed to the floor. Finally, I bursted out crying.

I sobbed and sobbed on the floor of my bedroom, crawling to the mattress that was my bed. I slowly climbed on top of it and clutched the pillow left on the mattress. Sobs ravished my body. And you know what was the worst part was?

The pillow just faintly smelled of Paul.