paul mccartney~ smuts and fluffs

everytime

it was 3am and i couldn't sleep. i was lying on the sofa just staring at the tv with a blank mind, not having the faintest clue to what was going on. paul and i had broken up... again. we were stuck in what felt like an endless cycle of breaking up, having a "bonus night" but then actually ending up getting back together, only to break up again a few weeks later.

although i knew that our relationship was unhealthy and toxic, i couldn't help but go back to him every time. when i saw him, even just whenever i heard his voice, every bit of sense and self-respect instantly drained out of me and i didn't even try to stop myself from getting myself hurt yet again.

there won't be a next time, we're done i'm not letting him hurt me anymore

i thought to myself, and for the first time in years i actually believed it. i knew that i loved him, but it had been months since this started and i couldn't take it a second longer, it always ended up in him breaking my heart after i had convinced myself that he wouldn't.

feeling a little better, i stood up off the sofa to make my way upstairs when i heard the phone ring. my head shot up instantly to watch it vibrate. i knew who it was, who else would be calling at this time.

don't answer it, bella. he's high, he only ever calls you when he's high.

without even realising it, i found myself walking towards the phone.

okay, i'll just tell him to stop calling. that's all, i'm not letting him take advantage of me again.

with shaky hands, i picked up the phone and put it to my ear.

"bella, it's paul." that voice spoke softly. that voice of the man that i loved with all of my heart. and just like always, my common sense floated away, he had me wrapped around his finger and he was using it to his advantage.

"paul," i sighed, i was relieved. i guess i was waiting for this to happen, i was never going to change when it came to him.

"i need you, bella. come over." paul spoke in my ear, lust present in his words. suddenly, a wave of sense hit me. he was using me. the only time he needed me was when he was horny and alone.

"no, paul you don't need me, you need a shag. you can get any girl you want, stop using and hurting me i've had enough." i finally confronted him. a feeling of pride started rising in my chest, i finally put an end to his games.

"no really, i need you. not for a shag, not to use you but just to be with you. i miss you."

my jaw dropped, he sounded genuinely hurt and just like it was never there, my sense flew away once again.

"r-really?" i stuttered, not fully believing him.

"yes, just please trust me. come over, love." he repeated, and i believed him.

"okay, i'll come over." i told him, still shocked.

"see you soon." i could almost hear his smirk before he hung up the phone. i didn't know how to feel. half of me was angry and disappointed that i had give into him again and the other half was exited and hopeful that he had changed this time.

still conflicted, i drove myself to his house to see if he was being genuine or if this was just one of his strategies to get me to sleep with him. if it was, it was working. after 10 minuets or so of driving, i pulled up to his house but i didn't get out straight away. i just sat there thinking of the many times i had done this before and how it ended up. i finally climbed out of the car, retrieved my key to his house out my purse and let myself in.

i made my way upstairs to his bedroom, a place i had spent so many nights and made so many memories. i took a deep breath and pushed open his door. when i took a step in, my eyes widened at what i was seeing.

the room was scattered with candles and there was rose petals littered on the bed. i froze, looking at the room confused, not noticing paul standing in front of me.

"bella, come here, darling." paul spoke softly to me.

i took one look at him and remembered why i allowed my heart to be broken so many times. although, the way that he was dressed only confused me more. he was wearing what looked like a very expensive suit and appeared to be quite shaken up by something. i ignored the confusion and let myself walk closer to him, in awe of how handsome he was and floored by the love i was feeling for him in that moment. once i reached him, he took my hands in his. never taking his eyes off mine.

"i know that we've been having a rough time recently, i'm the only one to blame. the pressure of the band has been getting to me lately and i've been shutting you out but that isn't an excuse. i never meant to hurt you, i love you way too much for that. so, i'm beginning this by asking you to forgive me." paul explained himself and it almost sounded as if he was pleading.

his doe eyes were full of hope as he awaited my answer. i couldn't help but smile at how cute he was.

"yes, i forgive you." i told him. a smile spread across his face as he lifted his hands up to cup my face.

"thank you. can i kiss you?" he asked me despite knowing my answer. i didn't answer him, only lifting my head up and tilting it slightly which granted him access. before i knew it, his soft lips were against mine. i wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me as his thumb began to caress my cheek softly.

finally, he pulled away. i moved closer to him for another kiss but he moved his head back. confusion built up inside of me again.

"we can do that later, i want to do something first." he reassured me as he took my hands with his once again.

"although i haven't shown it the past few months, i love you so much. you really are the best thing in my life and i want you to know that. i've had enough of breaking up all the time, i want to really make you mine." he told me lovingly as he reached into his pocket and pulled something out, hiding it with his hands.

i was about to ask what it was but before i could even open my mouth to do so, paul began to descend on to one knee and i finally knew what was going on. my hands smacked over my mouth as i felt tears start to well up in my eyes. he opened the little box and revealed to me the most beautiful diamond ring i had ever seen.

"bella, you are my soulmate. i could never love anyone but you and i never want to. so i'm asking you, will you marry me?"

as soon as the words left his lips, i began nodding as i let my tears of happiness fall down my face.

"yes, yes i'll marry you!" i exclaimed. paul stood up and without wasting a second, pulled me into a bear hug. after everything that had happened between us, this was the thing that i least expected to happen tonight but i wouldn't have it any other way.

once paul released me from his embrace, he. carefully slipped the ring onto my finger and looked into my eyes again.

"do you like it?" he asked me as i gazed at it in awe.

"i love it, james." i told him, now looking at him as he blushed at the use of his first name. "i can't believe we're engaged." i mumbled quietly holding the ring up to look at it again. it really was beautiful.

"well now that everything's done, why don't we finish of the night by making a little love." paul suggested sarcastically whilst raising his eyebrows and winking as usual.

i raised my eyebrows back at him and we both knew what was going to happen next.

a/n- this was requested by madisonnbaee there's a part two in the works :)