A Flame In Your Heart

𝓘 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓸𝓴

Gracies pov

My nose sniffled, I awoke from the smell of eggs and bacon.

But wait.... I don't cook.
I jumped up, I looked around I was in my bed...
I could of sworn I slept on the couch.

I heard singing.
Paul!

I jumped up and ran to the kitchen.
Paul was there pan in hand cooking eggs and bacon. He was swaying his hips and humming an unfamiliar tune.

His back was facing me.
I cleared my throat.
"Oh, morning luv!"
"What in gods name are you doing?"
"I'm just living my life, what are you doing?"
I rolled my eyes and walked up to him.
"Simmer down Gracie I'm just making Ye breakfast, it's the least I could do."
"Yeah are you going to explain to me why you came to my home at 4am in the morning completely drunk?"
I said crossing my arms leaning against the kitchen bench.
"Well after you left me yesterday I went to a pub with the lads and then they left me there, and I don't remember the rest of it."
"Well you came here, and collapsed on me! I had to drag your unconscious body to my bed and take your pointy ass shoes off!"
"Yea... well I felt bad so I got up and we switched spots.."
"I need to go to work." I said rubbing my head walking to the bathroom.
"Yeah bout that..."
I looked at my self in the mirror.
"What about that?"
"I called in sick for you."
"What?!"
"You do know I need to pay the bills some how!"
"I told you I'm taking you out shopping! And I meant it luv!"
"Ugh! Can't you just read my lips when I say no thank you."
I realised he was just in his boxers.

I winced and pushed him away from the oven.
"I can take it from here smart arse."
I moved the pan around.
"No no no that's not how you do it!"
"Here like this."
He stood behind me and wrapped his arms around my hands that were holding the pan.

I froze as he helped me.

I felt his warm breath in my neck, sending goosebumps don't my neck.

He then turned me around and looked me in the eyes.
"You Have beautiful eyes Gracie."
Flashback
"You have beautiful eyes Gracie..."
I smiled and stood on my tippy toes kissing Zac.
"There just so beautiful."
"Thanks."
I whispered.
Flashback over.
I pushed Paul off of me.
"No there not."
"Put some pants on."
I said walking to my room changing.
I chucked my dress in the wash, even though it's going to be a blessing if the coffee stain goes.

I searched through my clothes, I picked a simple summer dress.

I tied my hair up and did a bit of harmless makeup.

I walked out, Paul had vanished. I sighed and sat down at the kitchen table.

I held my head in my hands.
Who does he think he is!
Coming to my house!
Sleeping in my bed, then my couch!
Ruining my dress!
Getting me in rough waters with my boss!
And calling in sick!

Is he mental? What am I doing letting him take my life over in one simple day?!

I walked over to the bathroom cabinet and took some tablets to get rid of my head ache.

"Why hello."
I screamed and through the mirror I could see a very naked Paul standing in my shower.
I covered my eyes and threw him a towel.
"PAUL! You've got to leave!"
"What I was just sho-"
"I don't care! Just please leave me alone! Thank you for breakfast, just go!"
I uncovered my eyes when I heard him leave.
I stayed in the bathroom until I heard my apartment door shut.
I turned to the mirror and let out a loud scream.

Then I ran to my room and threw myself on my bed crying into my pillow.

Flashbacks of Zac haunting me.
"Just fucking leave me alone!"
I yelled.

I ran to my sock drawer and dug to the very bottom.

I found a a letter and read it one more time.
Dearest Gracie,
If your reading this I'm guessing I'm gone now. I did this on my own, I'm just not happy. I'm sorry to leave you alone, but I know a girl like you will find love again. Your the most beautiful strong intelligent girl. Please remember that.
Love, your zac.
Xx
I sniffled and got the picture of him and I.
"I've got to let go now."
I said as I ripped it up.
I walked to a bin and put the letter and the photo, plus other things.

I set it on fire.
"Goodbye Zac."
I walked back into my room.

I missed all my friends, after Zac did what he did I got up and left my home, my friends my family.

So I didn't have to bare the thought, of loosing another loved one.

So I did what every coward would do.

But now I guess I've let go.
-

The rest of the day went by fast, I cried, I slept, I eat.

But it was getting late, so I made noodles and sat myself down and decided to watch some telly.

I switched it on.

And here we have it folks! I give to you the Beatles!

My eyes were drawn to the tv, I got down and sat right infront of it.

Just waiting to see Paul.
It's 1965 and every girl wants to get with him, so why on earth did I have to spend a day with him.

I shook my head and turned the tv off.
I don't need that.

I finished my dinner and brushed my teeth.
But then I heard the tv go on.

I flinched at the noise.
I jumped into the shower and threw the shower curtain around, attempting at hiding.

I thought there was a intruder!
I shut my eyes and rocked back and fourth.

I could hear the tv in the back.
I could hear Paul's voice.

Thank you! Thank you very much! Now if you lovely people don't mind I'd like to talk to you about someone.

Oh come on Macca no one wants to hear you babble on!

No no no, John id like to tell a short story.

So the song we will be performing is a song Lenny and I wrote, about no one in particular.

But now i think I know who I want to sing this to.

Ready lads!

You're gonna lose that girl!

I smiled and listened to the song, I then walked out and watched as Paul and the rest of the lads strum away.

And after the performance I was smiling.
But then....
Paul looked directly at me, well it felt like it.

Gracie luv, if your watching.
I'm sorry.

My eyes widened.
"It's ok."
I whispered.