mine.

6

Pauls pov

"sleep good?" i heard a roughly familiar voice ask, followed by a chuckle.

"go away david" i murmured throwing a pillow at him.

"what happened between y'all last night" he inquired seeing the way brooke was positioned in my chest.

"nothing that concerns you man" dwayne cut in, thankfully.

"thanks man" i put forth returning my eyes to the angel that lay beside me.

"baby girl, it's time to get up" i whispered into her small delicate ear.

her eyes opened and were automatically on me.

"c'mon baby, let's get up" i persuaded putting my hand on her cheek.

she placed her hand over mine and just continued to stare at me.

"i don't wanna" she announced closing her eyes.

"c'mon" i repeated pulling her up with me.

"agh fine"

"you thirsty brooke" david asked glancing at me. i nodded back at him. whatever it took to have her stay.

"kinda" she said groggily. damn she's even cute when she wakes up.

"here" marko interjected, handing her a bejeweled bottle.

"what is it" brooke asked looking quizzically at it.

"wine" i mused, knowing she'd only trust me.

"alright.." she trailed off opening the bottle and taking a sip.

she might hate me for this. but now, it can be forever. like we both wanted.

she handed the bottle back to marko. he grabbed it and went out of the room with it, probably putting more 'wine' in it.

"baby girl" i murmured brushing her hair off her shoulder before i tightly embraced her.

this was actually gonna happen. we were gonna be together. forever.