Intoxicating Love

Chapter 2: Rain

I walk into English class with a little pep in my step as I know I will see him, even if it is a small short glance I will still see him. I know I shouldn't have this mindset because I know nothing will come of these feelings that are inside of me, but my stupid little heart still tugs at the feelings anyway. I sit in the front of the class like I always do, but a small faint smile meets my eye as Liam takes a seat beside me in front of the class for the first time ever. "Hello dear lady, how do you do?" I laugh softly, but you can hardly hear it. "Hi, why are you being so nice?" He looks at me and laughs "Woah woah, a girl that is straight to the point, that is a hard one to find now a days. I can't just talk to you, because I want to?" I feel my face begin to redden and I look at the floor wanting to believe that his reasoning is true, but sadly I ponder as if it is nothing more than just being a nice and civil human being.
        Mrs.Woods English class goes by extra slow today. English is my favorite subject which leaves me with plenty of free time in class, so I pull out my laptop and begin to write. It is like my mind escapes the whole world when I am writing. When I am writing it is just me and the keys on the computer, no pain, no sorrow, just me and the words which roam my brain as writing soothes my soul like the honey which drips in hot tea.I begin to type the words which form in my brain, adding little unnecessary imagery to the text, which in the long run makes it all better in the end. I am thinking about how to start the third chapter to my story when my thoughts are interrupted. "Hey, what are you doing there?" I look up and Liam has been staring at my computer for God knows how long now. So many thoughts flood my mind as I try to keep my composure, I hardly know him and he just saw my story, my words. The words which I write down in the dead of the night, my thoughts. I slam my computer screen shut a little louder than needed and begin to look at the floor again, but this time I am not blushing, but my face appears to be damp and wet, before I know it I am crying. I tried to shield myself from Liam, but I am too late. "Wait Paris, what is wrong? Did I do something?" I shake my head in sorrow and wipe my face with the sleeve of my blue, green knitted sweater, but the words in my mouth feel sour to my tongue as I can't seem to let them out. I want to tell him that I write to escape this hell which surrounds me. I want to tell him I write to get away from my abusive father. I want to tell him that it is none of his business to look at my laptop without permission. I want to be able to speak. I continue to let the tears fall from my face until I feel his hand begin to wipe the tears from my face. I turn my head as I hear the bell ring to release us from school and I run out the door as fast as I can with Liam trailing right behind me. I walk to school everyday and it's not like I can stop him from catching up with me, he grabs the sleeve to my sweater and now we are eye to eye. "Paris" he says with a loud, but calming voice "What is going on with you?" My eyes begin to sting as I feel them begin to fill with water again, and before I know it there I am standing on the curb of main street yelling at the boy that I have been in love with for years. "WHAT DOES IT MATTER TO YOU? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW ME, YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST COME INTO MY LIFE LIKE WE HAVE BEEN BEST FRIENDS FOR AGES? YOU DON'T KNOW ME. YOU DON'T GET IT. YOU ARE POPULAR, I AM NOT. NO ONE KNOWS ME." Before I know it I am sitting on the ground and it begins to rain. I feel as if rain has a special meaning as it can be a symbol for so many different things in this screwed up world in which we live. Liam sits on the ground with me as we become drenched in rain and I have never seen him like this. So sad, so helpless. He looks at me with the saddest eyes "But, I know you. I know you. Your name is Paris Rose Williams. You are 18 years old. You favorite color is orange. You go to the same coffee shop every morning. Your dad is an alcoholic just like my father. Damn it, I know I sound like a stalker, but that is only because I have been in love with you for as long as I can remember, and here I am sitting on the corner of main street in the rain confessing my love for you." I look at him in shock, knowing what I want to say, I want to say that I have liked him for so long. That I am just a coward and afraid to speak my thoughts and feelings, but there goes my tongue again not letting me physically form stupid words, before I know it there goes Liam on his bike riding off in the distance and before I know it he is gone and all that is in front of me is rain. Rain symbolizes many thing. Today rain symbolizes pain and confusion. Today rain symbolizes what I am feeling inside as I stand along main street freezing as rain falls on my face. Today I am rain.

I hope everyone is enjoying Paris & Liam's story so far! Let me know what you think and what you think will happen next! ;)