Love, Stephanie

Chapter 3

Chapter 3 - Love, Stephanie

When I woke up, the memories of today came back to me, and I looked up to see Paul laying there, sleeping soundly. His eyelashes were longer when you got closer, and his hair wasn't in the usual teddy boy style, it looked better right now actually. I stared at his features, till I finally decided to wake him up.

I poked his nose once, and he didn't do anything. "Psst, Paul, wake up," I whispered, while repeatedly poking his nose. His eyes fluttered open, showing his big hazel eyes. "Good evening luv," he whispered smiling down at me. I smiled up at his face. "Hi." We looked at each other, and I stared into his eyes.

"I envy your eyes," I said, accidentally saying my thoughts out loud. He raised an eyebrow at me, and I lowered my head down feeling my face heat up. As I looked down everything stayed silent. I then felt something on my head, and I looked up to see him kiss my forehead.

"Your eyes are just as beautiful," he whispered to me. I smiled up at him, and them sat up.

"Hey what time is it," I asked. Paul looked at the clock and then sat up with a jolt.

"Shit, we only have half an hour," he said while standing up. I watched him while he grabbed his clothes, towels, and grease. I slowly stood up, and walked out of his house and to mine. I unlocked the door, and walked inside my house.

I decided to put on a dress and black heels. I changed quickly, fixed my hair, and put on a little makeup. I looked at myself in the mirror and only saw my sister. I pressed my hand against the glass and felt tears spurt from my eyes and trickle down my face.

The thing about tears is that crying is such a bitter sweet thing; I hated crying because it made you weak. But you finally have found a way to get out your emotions with those salty yet sweet water droplets. They make you look weak and innocent, but they also show you have been going through so much and can still carry on. So what do I do? I shed tears, allow to trickle down my face freely. But I never, and I repeat, never make a sound. It make me feel too weak and helpless, and I know I'm strong.

After I wiped my tears away and fixed my makeup, I heard a soft knock on my door. I grabbed my little purse and walked downstairs quickly. I opened the door, and saw Paul, carrying a guitar case. I walked outside, closed the door, and started to walk with Paul to wherever he was playing.

When we arrived, I looked around and saw the crowded building, filled with people dancing, drinking, and all other kinds of things. I turned to look for Paul, and then I noticed he wasn't standing next to me. I sighed, and considered leaving.

I could, and I should. This isn't your kind of place Cristina.

But you said you would stay to watch your friend perform.

But is that all he wants from you?

I shifted from foot to foot, and continued looking around. I knew I wasn't going to see anyone, so I decided to leave. This wasn't really worth it anyways. I turned around, and exited the building quietly.

As I slowly walked along the street, I felt the feeling of loneliness take over. To help myself I started to let my mind wander.

Maybe you should've stayed.

But I can get home soon, and then go to sleep.

Do you even know where you're going?

Yes, I do thank you.

Well then! But why didn't you stay?

I let the thought linger in my mind as I stopped while walking down my street. Maybe I didn't want to stay because I don't like parties? Or maybe because I didn't want to figure out my identity?

I continued walking, walking up to my door, opening it, and entering calmly. I then walked up the stairs, into what I wore last night, and to my desk to write my letter.

Dear Julia,

Today was very unique. I went over to Paul's house, and he took me to the Cavern, which didn't really turn out well since I left after Paul left me.

I'm not completely sure as to why I left early, if I figure out I promise to tell you.

With love, your little sis Steph

I put away the pencil, put away the journal, and climbed into my bed, And closed my eyes.

Then, my eyes nearly popped out of my eyes.

I know why I left and didn't want to stay- I like Paul.

I sat up abruptly, realizing it made perfect sense. I felt happier around him, I didn't like leaving him, I didn't have the stress I always felt when I was around him... It truly made perfect sense. I smiled brightly, and closed my eyes for the day, knowing that is going to be a great beginning.

A/N: Okay this is much shorter then other chapters, and you might think this is the end, but don't worry, I have some fantastic ideas. :) I know I said this is on hold till the end of LIBTO (Let It Be Tonight Only) but I figured a nice surprise would be taking this out. :D I hope you enjoyed!