No he's not perfect. He's human, and flawed. But he is perfect to me, and that's all that matters...
Paisleys POV
One month time skip.
Me and Soda got into our first argument last night. Argument is an understatement. Yelling fest, sass spree, umm let me think, huge fucking fight. Those all fit what happened.
His ex girlfriend Sandy came back in town and I saw him talking to her. Because of my last relationship, I assumed he was still in love with her. I asked him what they talked about and it somehow turned into a huge blow out fight."Do you not trust me?" Soda yelled leaning in his hands on the counter.
"I never said that Soda! I just have a hard time with this stuff!!!" I yelled back.
"Okay well for fucking one, I AM NOT BRYCE! I don't plan on even thinking about another girl like I think about you ever again!!"
He was yelling loud. His voice was booming.
"Soda stop yelling..." I whispered.
"ILL STOP YELLING WHEN YOU NO LONGER GIVE ME A REASON TO FUCKING YELL"
"Stop Soda... I need you..."
"Well it's fucking hard!" He yelled, confusing me.
"What is?"
"BEING WITH SOMEONE WHO IS SO FUCKING NEEDY!!!" He explained. That's when I snapped.
"I DONT NEED YOU!!"
"I DONT... FUCKING NEED YOU SODA!!" I yelled.
I collapsed to the ground and cried.
He came over to me.
"Paisley, I didn't mean it I-" I didn't let him finish.
"Leave me alone Soda... I'll just seem needy..." I told him.
"I didn't mean it Paisley, you know I didn't."
"No I don't fucking know that you didn't mean it because maybe you did!! If you didn't mean it, you wouldn't have said it." I snapped at him.
"Paisley... c'mon you kn-"
"LEAVE SODA!!" I yelled.
He was crying. Soda turned around and walked out, slamming the door in his way.It was a bad fight. I just went to bed with Soda on my mind.
Were we even still together?
The thought of us maybe no longer being together broke me. I cried myself to sleep with Sodas hoodie on that night.Sodas POV
I was sick of being mad at Paisley. I hope she didn't hate me. I was gonna go to her house in the morning and apologize. I really did feel horrible. I was mad because Sandy wanted me to watch her baby. I took it out on Paisley which was the worst mistake I've ever made.
I woke up the next morning with a sick feeling in my stomach. I drove to Paisleys house and knocked but nobody answered. I got my spare key out and unlocked the door. I walked up to her room, and she was asleep. She had my grey hoodie on and it had tear stains all over it. She had mascara down her cheeks and neck, and all over her pillow. I felt like the biggest asshole there ever was. She woke up and just looked at me. After a few seconds, I think she realized that I was actually here. She just started sobbing. I held her close to my chest and cried with her.
"I'm sorry" she whispered in between sobs.
"Don't apologize babygirl... it's my fault I swear. I didn't mean to hurt you I promise... I was just hurt too, so I took it out on you and I will NEVER do that again.." I told her, hugging her tighter. We both cried for a minute, even though I tried not to, I still did. Paisley looked up at me after about 7 minutes of hugging.
"Please don't scare me like that again..." she said.
"What do ya mean?"
"I though you were gonna get mad and hit me... like...like Br-Bry-Bryce..." she started sobbing again. I ran my fingers through her hair and shushed her to calm her down. "I would never ever do that to you... I want you to know that. I couldn't ever lay a hand on you in a way to harm you..." I told her.
"I know it's just... I've never felt love before.... my parents, Bryce, none of them loved me." She cried.
"But I do. I really do Paisley Jane. I love you is an understatement Pais... I'm in love with you... and I fall more and more with every passing hour... I love you."
"I love you Sodapop Curtis. You're my boy..."
"And you're my girl"
"I feel like we're in paradise" she whispered.
"This shit feel like Friday nights" I whispered back.
She grabbed my cheek and wiped that last tear that had fell. I was sitting cross crossed, and she was on her knees in front of me.
She crawled into my lap, and kissed me. I had my hands on her hips so I could pull her closer. She broke away and looked at me with red puffy eyes.
"I'm in love with you Paisley Jane"
She smiled and hugged me, kissing my neck once and pulling me super close. Damn... this girl was so amazing.Paisleys POV
After me and Soda had our breakdown together, we got out of bed and went downstairs. Johnny was on the couch. "Hey Johnny"
"Hey Paisley, sorry I haven't been here... I've been staying in the lot"
"It's okay Johnny as long as you stay warm and outta harms way." I told him sternly. Soda came down a few minutes later. He wrapped in hands around my waist and kissed my neck. "I'm so glad I have you back" he whispered.
"You never lost me." I whispered back over my shoulder. I made breakfast for Soda and he went to work. "Hey Soda, I'll pick you up from work today okay?"
"Okay will you take me to work too??" He asked.
"Yeah Cmon let's go. JOHNNY ARE YOU GOING WITH?" I yelled.
"NO ILL STAY" Johnny yelled from the couch.
We went out to my car. It was real nice, but I hated driving it because I knew that my parents didn't earn the car, they bought it with drug money.
We pulled into the DX and Soda and I both got out. I was going to go in and get a coffee.
"Hey Paisley catch!!" Soda said tossing me his wallet. I looked at him confused.
"For your coffee" he said.
"Soda Cmon, it's a coffee"
"Exactly... it's just a coffee... it's $2... that's a 1/5 of what I make an hour. It's nothing babygirl." He said to me.
"Fine. Thank you Soda" I said. I walked inside and made my coffee. I opened his wallet to put the money in the register. When I opened it, I looked down and there it was. The pitcher of me that Soda has taken in his car. It was a good picture, and I felt so happy that he had it in his wallet. I snapped a picture of his wallet with my phone so I could keep it with me as well. It was sweet of him to do that. I was blushing when I handed him back his wallet.
"You saw the picture?" He questioned.
"Yeah that's real sweet Soda" I said kissing his cheek.
I love that boy I swear.