Part Nineteen {Hayley's POV}
For most of Paul's birthday we stayed in until it was time for the party.
"Paul come on babe." I said pulling in his arm to make him get ready.
He didn't budge.
"I'll go put in that blue dress if you get up." I whispered.
He jumped from the couch.
"Go get ready then I'll put it on." I told him smiling.
I went into the room to get changed. Once I came out Paul was dress in nice black pants a white button down shirt and a black jacket. It was so strange to see him actually dressed up. His mouth widened as I stepped out in the dress.
"You look absolutely beautiful Lee." He said hooking his arm around my waist. And kissing my cheek. I blushed.
"Well lets go." I said grabbing my coat and my jacket.
I hope this party was fun because I needed to get my mind off things. Not bad things, but frustrating things. Paul was never really open with words, neither was I much. But the last few weeks or so, I've started to love him. But love is not just a word you just throw around to people, love is something you give to the most special people in your life. Its a feeling, not an expression. I've never told anybody I've dated that I loved them. I've only told two people that; my mom and my dad. My mom is dead, my dad is a deadbeat. I have no one to love but Paul. It's a strong feeling love and I don't plan on waisting it with everybody I date.
"Lee?" Paul says
"Mhm." I guess I drifted off.
"Were here." he says getting out of the car and opening the door.
Ringo and George's house was big because they shared it. There was so many people there. Once we walked in a blonde girl walked up to Paul, obviously drunk and said
"H-hey, I heard you're the b-birthday boy." She stepped closer looking into his eyes.
He hooked his arm around my waist and pulled me closer.
"I didn't k-know you were taken, shit." She said stepping away.
"What a whore." He whispered in my ear.
I laughed at him. We walked toward George.
"Paul, nice of you to show up." he said slurring his words.
Was everyone in the damned house wasted?
"You said to get here at seven." Paul replied.
"It's seven." He said
"Oh, you, you guys! Paul's here! SUPRISE!" He shouted.
It was funny to watch them all drunk and unawares of anything. I started giggling and Paul placed him arm around my shoulder.
"Well, we will be around." Paul said walking away.
"WAIT!" George yelled.
"Have a couple drinks." He said looking down at me.
I never was much of a drinker, neither was Paul, but I took the cup from George's hand. It tasted bitter, strange, not like a normal glass of beer, but it was good. I figured Paul didn't know what it's was.
George said "St-strawberry vodka."
I cringed at the word 'vodka'. Most of my dads fits would be caused because of vodka. I drank the memories away and went back to having a good night with Paul.
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