All Time Low (paultryk Fanfic)

Chapter 2: Awkward

Paul POV:

When I walked inside, Tord was already settled on the couch. Patryk stood next to the couch where Tord sat. I laughed. "already getting comfy?huh,Larsson?" "yup" he grinned. A half drank cup of soda sat on the side table. I decided to get my lazy bum up and put it up.
The kitchen was dark and I didnt notice the stool on the ground in front of me.

"CRASH"

Tord called from the den. "you okay overthere paul?" I sat on the floor. "yeah,never better..." The shatterd glass lay in front of me. "fuck".

Patryk POV:

The glass shatering startled me. I went to check on Paul. "you good little buddy?" I grinned at him. He shot me a grin. "of course NOT." The small man started picking up the small peices of glass. I bent down to help the guy. He glanced up at me still picking up each shard. the glass around my area was clean, so I scooted closer to Paul. I grabbed a shard in between his legs. I didnt realize.

He blushed, scooting away. "eh..." I wasnt going to lie. He was cute. He had round grey-blue eyes. They sparkled as if they were diomonds. I did too blush and quickly got up and grabbed a towel to clean up the rest of the mess. "gosh why am I so clumsy?"he laughed. "hey, nobodys perfect." I replied with a smile. I stood back up and offered my hand to help Paul up. The moment he touched my hand I felt a small urge. He pulled himself up rather hard. I stumbled and he fell into my chest.

"uhm...s-sorry!"he inched away,his face pink. I winked. "naw man, you're okay" I said trotting over to the den again. He just stood there.