i believe in yesterday ☽ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒 [𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞]

𝐬𝐢𝐱

paul snored on the couch beside molly. it was only a half hour into the movie and paul was already asleep.

molly found one of paul's fathers' books and began devouring it. she had already read it before, but she loved to re-read books.

as paul started to stir a bit, he lightly brushed his hand over her thigh and rested it there. molly's eyes widened. no one had ever touched her like that. ever.

after a minute when he was fully conscious and molly had been staring at his hand the entire time, he removed it with an awkward ahem.

"sorry for falling asleep," paul grumbled. "would you like some ice cream, molls?" molly put the book down with a nod and sat up. "oh, don't worry, i'll get it," he said as he got up.

paul walked off into the kitchen and made a cone for her. he brought it to her along with a napkin.

"thank you," she thanked him and took it.

"there's only enough ice cream for one cone... i guess we can share!" paul sat down next to her again and licked his lips.

molly sighed and nodded with a smile. she adjusted herself so he wasn't right next to her, but a bit father from him.

"so what are you doing for your birthday?" molly asked him after licking the cone.

"dunno," paul replied shortly. "go for lunch with the family like normal, probably." he said.

molly's eyes met his tired ones. it was already almost ten pm and his father wasn't home. paul told him to come home between eleven and twelve but not before eleven.

his father only accepted this time. he took paul's younger brother mike with him. "what are you doing for your birthday?" paul shot back at her.

she shrugged and sighed quietly. "my mom and eduardo are going away that week. i'll probably just sit alone at home and wait for my mom to call— which probably won't happen," molly said with a sad tone.

paul nearly choked on his ice cream at that. "you're not doing anything for your birthday?" he frantically asked. "well then we must plan something! the park? a date?"

molly chuckled and put her hand on his knee, making him tense up.

"oh, paul..." she laughed. paul grinned and went back to their ice cream.

there was a silence where they just went back and forth with the ice cream while watching the movie. molly had it firmly in her hand

when paul reached forward to lick it just as she did. both of their eyes were directed towards the television, so their tongues ended up awkwardly touching each other for a good two seconds.

molly quickly retracted her tongue with widened eyes and a nervous laugh. paul did the same. "sorry," molly apologized.

"i must say, molly, you look rather dashing in that dress of yours..." paul looked her up and down on the couch.

her dress was a beautiful light yellow dress that went just below her knees. the top, however, was the most low-cut dress she could find. it wasn't horribly low, due to the stores only having ones that went above the collarbone, but it was short enough for paul to notice and admire her chest.

"why thank you! you look great, too," molly flared her dress out so he could see more of it.

paul shifted so that he was a bit closer to molly, and she redirected her attention to the television. paul's eyes stayed on her with intent.

"molly, can i ask you something?" paul fluttered his eyelashes. molly gave a short nod, checking the clock on paul's wall. "have you ever, erm... been with a guy before?"

that was laughable. molly with a guy? she normally didn't attract the opposite gender, nor the same. and, she wasn't even sixteen. no one wanted to be with her.

"no," molly said shortly. she fiddled with the hem of her dress absentmindedly while she anticipated the next question from paul. "why?"

paul responded almost immediately after she asked that. "molls, i'll be honest with you," he began. she could feel the sweat beginning to form. "i really, really like you,"

molly glanced around his face. he wasn't twitching or moving, and the ice cream was beginning to melt. she put it on the table in front of them and nodded for him to continue.

she looked back to him, a serious look in his eyes. his hair was messy from being asleep for so long.

"have you ever kissed anyone before?"

her heart started racing. it felt as if her chest was about to explode due to nerves and hormones. "no..." she stated and looked into her lap shyly.

paul slowly inched closer to her as her cheeks began to redden. "molly,"

she looked up. he was right in front of her face. she looked into his glorious brown eyes and shuddered. his eyes darted all over her face, looking everywhere from her dotted freckles to her pink lipstick-y lips.

he carefully leaned into her and put a hand under her chin. molly almost flinched when their lips touched, but didn't. it felt strangely right. it was a slow kiss at first, not escalating quickly at all.

they both took in the moment, paul internally cheering since he'd wanted to do that for years, and molly savoring the vanilla scent exuding from him.

his lips were oddly warm and soft upon the kiss. molly expected a chapped pair of smoochers but quickly realized he must've been planning for tonight. that, or his lips were just normally soft like a woman's.

paul slipped his hand onto the back of her elbow, slowly pulling himself onto her so he was on top of her. she leant back from the kiss and gasped. paul was aroused— and his pants weren't doing a great job at hiding it.

he laughed nervously and attempted to cover himself up when he saw she noticed. molly had a weird feeling between her thighs that made her want to rub them together and keep them that way. it was as if there were electric currents running down her body.

"paul, i hope you know i like you too, but i- you're- i don't know if we-" molly stuttered.

paul cut her off by kissing her again, but a bit rougher. she kissed back, but a bit warily. he grazed his hands over the side of her hips and thighs. she wanted to carry on, but she knew the consequences if anyone caught them, or if someone found out. they would be grave.

"paul," molly pulled back, a string of saliva came from her mouth. "we don't even have a rubber..."

he frowned, his hand resting on hers. "i can pull out," he moved forward to kiss her again, but she pulled away, standing up.

"kissing turns into shagging and shagging turns into regrets." she explained to him. "i hope you can understand, i'm sorry,"

paul nodded only saying, "it's alright, i get it." so she sat back down.

she straightened her dress and he put his hands over his hardness, trying to conceal it. the movie was almost over, and the two were almost falling asleep.

the sound of rain is what awakened molly from her five minute nap, and she realized she'd have to walk home in the rain.

"paul," she said with a twinge of sadness.

"yes?" he quickly replied.

"can i borrow one of your jackets?"

"of course," paul grabbed molly one of his leather jackets, handing it to her with a small kiss on the cheek. "will i see you soon?" he asked.

"you will."

molly gave him a quick kiss and went off into the rain with his coat draped over her head.

a/n

all credits to the ideas in the previous chapter go to my wifey inthesauce !! she helped me sooooo so much!