Please stay

Richard

The next few weeks I watched Paul sleep. I noticed no more cuts and marks. I couldn't put my finger on it something was different. I couldn't tell if this was good or bad.

I fell asleep. Paul was fully healed what was he hiding this time. I thought I felt a kiss but, brushed it off as a dream. I wonder how he could sleep so much.

I was jolted awake by someone knocking at the door. I looked to see Paul wasn't in bed. I answered the door and it was Till and Flake.

"Hi, you woke me up is there something you guys need?" I said.

"Yes, we are contuning the tour tomorrow." Till said.

They must have seen I looked horrified. "Everthing will be ok."

They left and I went to Paul's office and found him asleep with his head down and his guitar in his hands. I walked over to him and took the guitar off of him and picked him up and put him back in bed.

I laid down next to him. I closed my eyes. What is he up to. I heard something and looked to see Paul standing over me. I got up and looked at him we then went into the kitchen.

"What are you up too? I can't take this you have me worried sick."