I was awoken by Paul who was standing in front of my bed calling my name. I felt sweaty and mouth-dried as I rubbed my eyes.
"What time is it?"
"a little past three, you didn't go to class today, I see why." he says looking down at Joe who was still sleeping, lying on his chest.
"yea, we uh, stayed up all night and passed out around seven," I confess. a laugh slips my lips as I recall how we had spent all dawn making love on a rooftop.
"Let me take a quick shower and then I'll show you my canvas. You can get yourself a beer or whatever's in the fridge...by the way how'd you get in here?" I ask making my way into the bathroom.
"you love birds left the door unlocked."

***

after a quick shower I find Paul going through my sketchbook, holding a beer, while he compliments my drawings.
"thank you! thats an honor coming from the best in class."
"the best? I'm mediocre, I'm thinking about quitting now that I've got the band."
"That'll be a tragedy for the art museums of the world!"
He scoffs and takes the canvas from me.
"Well, you've got the proportions right, I think its just missing the shading and highlights."
"I usually don't add those into the sketch."
"for paint you should try it, you'll get a better idea of your final product."
"Oh alright, I will, thanks"
"no problem, uh we're supposed to rehearse in an hour but he's not going anywhere is he?" he points at Joe.
"I'm sorry, I'll tell him as soon as he wakes up."
"It ain't your fault, besides Mick didn't go home last night either, we'll just call it off."

I felt guilty but hey, I missed a day of school for him, he can miss a day in the studio right?

"Well, Well, Well, to what do we own the pleasure Pauly?" says Joe, startling me a little. I turn to see him with his messy hair stretching between the sheets.
"I came to remind you we've got studio time tonight"
"Hey thanks, and I'd like some alone time with my baby now."
Paul makes one of his "you drity fuckers" smiles and says "Bye Candy" as he walks out.

"Bye" I say a little ashamed, still.

"Joe! you kicked him out" I pout sadly walking towards him.
"No I didn't, I asked him to leave."

...He got up and took a shower, then him and I tried to cook, although he's better than me. I just gave him the ingredients from the counters. It was a fun experience, he kept making me laugh.

***

Once done eating Joe suggested we try to do quick drawings of each other, to see "who's better." PFT...he'll probably beat me but I agreed.

"No but you have to pose like a cowgirl."
"what do you mean?"
"You know, like last night" he says with a wink.
My cheeks set on fire although, well, last night was pretty great.
"Whatever daddy wants, is what my daddy gets." I say smiling, accommodating myself with open legs on top of his waist.
we're all giggles while drawing.
Once I finish I get off him and stretch my legs, I lay next to him resting my head on his stomach and then I playfully move my hand down his pants caressing the part between his thighs.
He laughs setting down the small sketchbook, then sits up to kiss me.
"Let me see what you drew"
"Well, it's not a Velazquez but I was having a hard time drawing on your chest." I say sheepishly lifting up the mediocre drawing.
"What's Velazquez?" he asks with his adorable British accent
"a painter who did portraits for the royal family of Spain"
"Egh"
"But what do you think?"
"He's handsome...is my nose really that big?"
I laugh "no, your nose is beautiful" then I kiss the tip of his perfect nose.
"Now lets see yours" I take the book, "what's this?" I ask confused.
He takes it from me "its a song, I wrote you a song instead."
my heart crumbles into pieces of joy bursting like fireworks.

"that's so sweet!" I hug him and kiss his cheek repeatedly
"I'll perform it for you tonight" he says while giggling from my kisses
"tonight?"
"yeah, come to the studio with me and I'll play if for you and the others."
"But I thought the rules didn't allow visitors in?"
"the rules are for the fools, baby."