CHAPTER 6

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Amelia's P.O.V

When Paul answered the door I could hear another voice come from downstairs. It was a more deeper voice. I recognised the voice. It was that friend of Paul's the spoke to me through the window.

What was he doing here. I could hear the conversation faintly. I got up and walked slowly to the top of the stair.

"Please don't tell her how I feel John!" Paul said.

"Come on! You know you love her! Just admit it!" John joked.

"Shh keep your voice down, I don't know if she loves me." Paul told John. "I do love her. But how could someone as beautiful as she is fall in love with someone like me?"

"Can I meet her? Ohh please can I?" John pleaded.

"Oh alright, but please don't tell her how I feel because I don't know if she feels the same way.

Oh my god! Paul loves me! I couldn't believe it. How could someone like Paul fall in love with someone like me. Not in my wildest dreams! I walked back to Paul's room and sat back on the rug with my guitar.

"Amelia?" I could hear Paul call my name. "This is my friend John."

"Hey." John put his hand in front of me.

"I recognise you! Your the one who spoke to me through the window."

"Yeah! So what you guys up to?"

"Oh we're just playing guitar and chatting and stuff."

"Mind if I join you guys?"

"You guys could do whatever you like, I really don't mind."

John had brought his guitar too so we were all just playing together.

"Soo, how are the two of you going?" John said sassily.

"John! I told you we're just friends!" I could tell Paul was nervous and scared.

John then turned to me and winked at me. I could see Paul get angry.

"John! What do you think your doing?"

"If you weren't with her then you wouldn't be angry right now."

"I'm not angry! I just..." Paul stuttered "Can we talk about something else now?"

An hour passed and John said that he needed to leave because he needed to practice with this boy called George. After he left Paul spoke to me.

"I'm sorry about him. He likes to embarrass me as I said before." Paul looked very embarassed now.

"It's all good!"

I looked down at my watch and saw 7 o'clock! I'd been at his house for 7 hours! I really overstayed my welcome! I showed Paul my watch.

"Oh... The hours flew by so quickly, I'll take you home." Paul said, he looked a little disappointed because I had to leave.

He walked me down the road to my house. We came up to my front door, we were now facing each other.

"I had a great day... And night!" I said.

"Me too!"

"Give me your hand." I said playfully.

Paul gave me his hand. I got out a pen and wrote my phone number on it.

"You can call me anytime, or just come around because we're right nextdoor to each other."

I saw his face light up. His puppy dog eyes staring into mine. He looked so happy! He held my hands in his and kissed me on the cheek. I then kissed him back on the cheek.

"Date? Tomorrow night? My house?" Paul asked.

"Love to!"

"7?"

I nodded.

"Good night."

"Good night."

I closed the door and jumped onto my bed just thinking about Paul, he was so cute!

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