Your Gonna lose that girl

I need you

I looked up at him smiling, why was I smiling I should be walking out of here for what he did, he was trying to get me.

But I didn't I liked it. Maybe I had feelings for him. But I had to fight it.

"No Paul are you trying to get me do you want something from me!"

"Uhh Paul do you want something from me ugh." I said running down the street I finally was to the pub so I wasn't to far from home. I felt a masculine hand grab me and throw me against the wall.

You little bitch! My father said spitting in my face.

Where were you! Your gonna pay for this you whore have you been sleeping around the streets! Well I'll teach you what it's like to be a whore. He put me over his shoulder to an ally. He started to rip my clothes of little by little I struggled to get out of his grasp. "PAUL,PAUL!HELP ME I NEED YOU!"

I heard running footsteps coming from the corner.

"GET THE HELL OFF HER YOU FUCKING BASTARD IM NOT GONNA LET YOU HURT HER!"

I could tell it was Paul his voice sounded weak. His voice might of been weak but his fist wasn't he punched my father so he was out cold.

I crawled out of my fathers grip and ran into Paul's arms only to have my face crash into his chest.

"Paul, Paul you you saved me. I'm so sorry I'm so sorry I left you I was wrong I love you I love you please forgive me I need you."

"Jackie I need you too that's why I said that darling, you don't relies how much I need you, love you all the time and never leave you, come on back to me, I'm lonely as can be, I need you."

"Paul will you carry me?"

"Of course love, as you wish my princesses."

He slid his hand under my back and under my legs gently. I wrapped my hands around his neck snuggling my head under his chin.

He walked to his house with me in his arms. It was quite cold and I started to shiver. He put me down so I touched the ground.

"Cold my love?"

"Ya a little Paul."

"Here's my jacket?"

"M
Really? Thanks Paul."

"Ya want to be Carried again Jackie."

"Yes prince." I said giggling.

He picked me up with my legs on each side of him and my arms around his neck again.

We finally got to his house and he carried me upstairs. I was surprised he could carry me I've never been really confident with my body.

He laid me down on his bed and tucked me in.

"I'll just sleep on the floor ok Jackie?"

"Ok Paul. Thank you."

At 2 o'clock I woke up from a horrible nightmare it seemed as if my dad would hurt me in my dreams if he couldn't hurt me in real life.

"Jackie, Jackie are you ok Jackie?"

"Oh Paul, I had the worst dream."

" Its ok Jackie, I'm here. Just forget about your dad, he's not worth it, ok."

I started to tear up.
"Paul."

"Yes?"

"Kiss me Paul."