| The Wrong Conclusions Part 2 " Hey, what are you doing here?". " Thought you might need this" Kelly handed him a small plastic card, his drivers license. " Oh my, thanks, where, where did you find this?". " It was on the stage, I guess it fell out of your pocket when Steve and I pulled you onto the stage, I figured while trying to get away from a mad truck driver, it could come in handy". After placing the license in his back pocket, Paul looked up at her, " you know about that?'. " Yeah, I read about it during my break, in some magazine, I've seen every movie you were in". He tried so hard not to blush, " you have?" he choked. Here he was, spending hours out of the day trying to get over this girl that he didn’t want to see due to making such a dork of himself the night before, and she was watching him for the past four years, he never knew it. Paul tried to say something, anything, and there he was again, making as fool of himself. Her reaction was laughing, " its okay, you don’t have to respond to that, I just didn’t want to sound like a stalker". " Nope, stalker didn’t come to mind, at least you didn’t throw the license at me". Now, it was Kelly who was trying to hide her blushing, not doing a very good job since he began to notice, " I told you I was sorry, even before you woke up". " And I told you it was okay, I’m just pulling your leg, and your letting me". " Thank you, I really appreciate that". " Okay, now I’m sorry, how bout I make it up to you?" he offered, not even a girl with her will could say no, or even look away from that little boy smile. " How?". " Wanna go out for coffee or something, I don’t know, its your pick". " I would love to go, but, I don’t want to pull you away from whatever you're busy with". " Oh, my checker game? I can do that any other day, we're done here, Steve can take my place, it'll be fun. And if you still say no, then I’m going to die an old man who felt bad over the girl I hurt when I was twenty-seven". " I doubt you would remember that, but, if its for your own sake, sure". Being a perfect gentleman, he held out his arms and Kelly wrapped her arm around it. As they left the studio, Steve was watching from the shadow of the stage lights, knowing that the night would be some apologetic cup of coffee. " So, do you do anything else besides hitting people with trays in a nightclub, or are you also a waitress?". Kelly and Paul sat together in Starbucks only a few blocks away. " No, that’s actually called waitressing, its the only job I could find with hours that fit in with my classes". " Sounds like fun, what's your major?". " Ask me again next year, when I get to pick a major". Paul put his mug down on the tablecloth, " you're in high school?". " You seem really suprised, I’m only eighteen". " No, I’m not shocked, I just thought...well I thought you were older seeing as you were working at a nightclub". She smiled before she brought her eyes back to his, " we all gotta lie sometime in our lives, I just needed some extra money". " Fair enough". The fact that she was eighteen stayed on his mind for the rest of that night. Though she looked young he never thought that was the truth. Eighteen or eighty, he still admitted to himself that he was falling for this girl. " Okay, you know something you never thought you would ever guess about me, now lets hear it from you". " I, don’t know, I don’t know what you know or don’t know about me". Kelly smiled at him, looking deep into his eyes, " I read some stuff about you hear and there over the years, nothing serious, I know the basic facts. But, who's Meadow, is she an ex of yours?". "No, actually, she’s my daughter", the small smile on her face kept him going, " I really thought her mom was, ' the one', but, after the baby was born, she wasn’t the same way anymore. Meadow's two now, and I sometimes pray with what she has to be raised with, if she’s going to be the happy little girl every guy has dreamed of having". She was hypnotized by his sensitive side on such a topic, " do you still get to see her?". " I saw her on her birthday, that was it, apparently I’m ' too busy' to spend time with her, which we both know is not true, I would quit everything for her". " Do you still talk with her mom?". " Not anything nice, if that’s what you mean" he stared down at the table, " she sees me as the world worst dad when I've been trying to get custody of her since the week she was born, she doesn’t think I know what’s going on". " I'm sorry" she sympathetically touched his hand that was resting on the table, " I shouldn’t have brought that up, I didn’t know it was that sensitive". "No" he paused, " you didn’t know, its not your fault". They both smiled at each other, and Kelly changed the subject to that cupid named Steve. They laughed at his childish behavior until they realized it was closing time, when their shoes were being mopped by the bus boy. Kelly and Paul walked down the cold sidewalk in the city, back in the direction they came, talking about anything that had no point to it. When they reached her apartment, which was only a block away from the hotel room he shared with Steve near the set. "Well, I think my self confidence has gone back to normal, so you have nothing to worry about. Thank-you very much for tonight Paul", she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end as she gripped the inside of her coat pockets. "Hey, thanks for coming, I thought maybe you just would have stormed off after something like that was said to you". " No, you didn’t look like you meant to say that, and you were just joking". After she spoke, there was no other sound to drown out the sounds from the street. She was looking up, and he was looking down. Paul had just barely leaned in, hoping he was reading her thoughts in the right way. " Kelly, come on, moms about ready to murder you" a girl yelled from the main entrance of the building. She knew what was suppose to happen, and she never smiled when it didn’t, " I, I have to go, thanks again", and that was it, she ran inside after that girl who looked to be her sister. Paul stood there until she was out of sight at the staircase. Steve flipped off the bed the second he heard the door open. When he saw the depressed look on his friends face, he stopped racing. Paul sat on the edge of his bed, resting his head in his hands. " Jesus...what happened?". " I don’t really want to talk about". " Okay, that’s fine" he pretended not to care for a moment, " did she break your heart?". |