I'm Happy Just to Dance with You

~Chapter 29

I woke up early in the morning. I usually don't wake up this early, though.

I was facing the wall, when Paul turned over and wrapped his arms around me still sleeping. I leaned my head against his arm, waking him up.

"Good morning, love," he said yawning. He kissed my cheek. I turned my head so I could actually look at him. He looked down at me and smiled.

"Good morning."

"Did ye sleep well?" I nodded. He kissed me, short but passionate. "Good. Let's go and get breakfast, shall we?"

"Great, I'm starving." I grabbed his hand and I followed him downstairs.Paul's dad, Jim, was cooking breakfast. Smelled like pancakes to me.

Mike was already at the table eating his breakfast. "I didn't hear any screaming last night, so that's a good sign," he snickered.

"Just shut it, Mike," said Paul obliviously annoyed with his brother's comment. I just sat there silently eating my food. Mike finished, grabbed his bag and headed out. "I'm off to a friends, Dad, I'll be back later," he got slightly cut off as the door closed.

We both finished our breakfast, then went to change into our clothes. I wore the same jeans as yesterday, but I borrowed one of Paul's shirts that fit me quite nicely and didn't look too big.

"I've got to go. Veronica and Kaithlyn are waiting for me." I grabbed my purse and my jacket.

"Do ye want me to walk ye?" he offered. I smiled. "Sure," I held out my hand and he grabbed on to it.

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"Hmm...I would have to say Hound Dog," I answered Paul's question. He had asked me what my favorite Elvis song is. "What's yours?"

"Probably Blue Suede Shoes [FYI I have no idea]" He answered.

"One for the money, Two for the show," I started singing.

"Three to get ready and Four to go," He sang along. We started laughing until we arrived. Veronica waved and called out my name reminding me of what I was doing.

I gave Paul a quick kiss and said goodbye. When I walked over to the girls, they were all ready jumping up and down obviously excited about something.

"What's got your knickers in a twist?" I asked confused about their excitement.

"Paul and ye kissed! Are ye two a thing now? Why didn' ye tell us?" They asked a whole barrage of questions one after another.

I blushed. I hadn't told them yet. If I do I'll never hear the end of it, but if I don't I'll never hear the end of why I didn't tell them. "Well, we aren't exactly a couple. We had one date yesterday and we kissed and-"

"What was it like? Did ye enjoy it? What happened afterwards?" Geez. I couldn't even finish one sentence.

"It was nice, I guess. But afterwards he asked me to spend the night and uh I said I would. And No, we did not do anything," I finished putting emphasis on the last sentence.

"What did ye do on your date? Was it romantic?"

"Well, we stayed over at his place, but his brother and dad weren't there. We, uh, kinda had our own mini movie marathon. He made popcorn and it ended up turning into a popcorn battle until we were out," I paused to open the door of the store we were going to shop at, "He started tickling me and pinned me down. He refused to let me up without a kiss." I was interrupted by a couple of awwwww's, " Then I got tired and we went to bed. I got into his bed and he got in next to me. I'm not sure if it's what you guys call a "good date" but I really liked it."