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Monday, July 4, 2011

Nothing Compares to Paris

There’s really no way to describe Paris and do it justice. It’s the most beautiful, enticing, wonderful place in the world, and if you are alone well it can be absolute torture.

As much as I love Paris the people are often reluctant to help someone who is struggling with the French language. Which is me, I have absoutley NO grasp on other languages, I can kinda make sense out of Italian and Spanish but French well I might as well be listening to made up language or a personal joke between two lovers.

Despite the small (massive) language barrier I had made quite a life for myself, its funny I’ve only been here for a month but at the same time it feels like I have sloted in perfectly to my new life in Paris.

I absolutely love my roommate Jai and instead of getting my own place we’ve decided that I would just stay here with her for the remainder of my trip. She’s such a sweetheart but shes honest as hell, shes basically a walking contraditction.

I know you’re all wondering what happened with Nathan, well we remain in limbo, stuck between heaven (our former relationship) and hell (also our former relationship). His speech at the airport although induced tears left little of an explaintion that I needed.

“Paris.” Nathan said looking relieved when he finally saw me.

“Nathan, I’ve got a plane to catch, I can’t do this here.” I said exasperated.

“Just give me a couple of minutes. I need to talk to you.”

“So you keep saying, but do you actually have anything to say?” I questioned.

“I do, I know how I treated you, I know I was a complete dick and you didn’t deserve any of it.”

“Ok, why then?” I countered coldly.

“Honestly I’m gonna need months of therpy to work that out, I knew when I was doing it that things weren’t right. That stuff with Becky…I was stupid and I..I should have prepared better for this.”

“I think you’re right about the months of therpy, and lucky you have three of them before I get back, I love you Nathan, but I will never allow myself to be treated that way again and I think you need to work out what happened and why it did…” I said raising a hand and placing it on his cheek.

“Ok and that’s fair enough, well I will see you in three months I suppose.” He said tears filling his eyes but nto allowing any to spill over.

“Can I ask you something? If you don’t want to answer that’s fine, its more about my own insecurities.” I asked and at Nathan’s nod, I asked, “Did you ever cheat on me? At any point in during our relationship?”

“No I never cheated on you Paris, I wouldn’t do that to anyone, especially you.” He said.

“I hope we can work it out Nathan, I think we really could be amazing.” I said pulling him in for a hug.

“I know we can be.” He whispered in my ear.

Oh and why the fake roses? Well you cant take real ones onboard and he wanted me to remember him during my whole trip and it was working, perfectly.

Saturday, July 2, 2011


Today’s the day it happens. Today’s the day I throw my life in to turmoil for the prospect of something different. The city of romance and art, good things happen in Paris. It’s just a cab ride, 22 hour flight with a short stop off in Singapore and another cab and I’m home for the next 3 months. I really don’t know what emotion is more powerful, the excitement or the utter fear that’s pumping through my body. I wasn’t a virgin to this travelling thing, I’d done it lots before even for longer period of time but something in me was fighting this particular adventure and it was getting hard to ignore.

“I’m going to miss you so much.” Georgie said giving me a massive hug.

“I’m going to miss you too.” I said getting teary.

Zoe was soon to quickly jump in for a hug and a quick pep talk in my ear.

I asked them both not to come to the airport with me, I probably wouldn’t have gotten on the plane if they insisted on coming with me, I already felt the tears brimming.

“Now I only want you to think about us when you send us our daily emails, our twice weekly skype sessions and weekly phones calls!” Zoe said.
I laughed out loud and just as quickly I began crying, “I…I don’t want to go.” I sobbed, I was close to having a full blown mental attack, Zoe and Georgie shared a look of, WTF do we do?

“I’m sorry, yes I do want to go. I’m being ridiculous. I’m beyond excited.” I said, it sounded like I was trying to convince myself of something I wasn’t sure of. Like when you know you need to wash your hair but convince yourself one more day of dry shampoo will be fine, and its totally not.

The cab ride was exhausting I was balling my eyes out, it probably didn’t that I was in the middle of major PMS. Nathan was also in the forefront of my mind, I couldn’t help but replay our relationship in my head, the happy times, the sad times, the special times, it was all getting to much.

The cab driver was watching my break down from the mirror, “are you ok miss?” He asked multiple times, I’d reply with the same bland response, “I’m fine, I’m sorry I’m such a mess.”

I checked into my flight avoiding any major dramas, the girl that was checking me in did a double take at me, I guess the red swollen eyes alerted her to me. Go figure.

Just as I was about to walk through customs an officer waiting at the beginning of the line tapped me on the shoulder and asked me to follow him, thoughts raced through my head, what had I done wrong? I’d been in the fricken line minding my own business.

“Just go back out there miss theres somebody waiting for you, and don’t look so panicked you’re not in trouble.” He said customs officers with a wink and a smile.

“Um so what exactly is the problem? I have a plane to catch to Paris.” I said bewildered.

“I’m sure it wont take long, just trust me and go out there.” He said nicely but quite firmly.

I agreed and walked outside where none other then Nathan was waiting, with a bunch of fake roses.

Friday, June 17, 2011

I'm sorry

Just letting everyone know I'm ok, sorry if I worried anyone (Mum!), you will have a post soon, I'm just writing a couple too get ahead and you'll have some!

I know I sound like a broken record but ALOT of stuff has been going on! Anyhoo I will give you a date for next post asap!

Love Amy

Monday, April 4, 2011

Leaving Kicking & Screaming

*Sorry I know its been over a week without a post, I have been really sick, never vomited sooo much in my life (Sorry is that to much info?) anyhoooo I'm going away tomorrow for 2 nights so I will be wrapping up this season soon! Sorry guys! :)

Last night was a blast, Zoe and Georgie called some people from the magazine like Minnie, Yasmine, Leigh and some of the freelance girls and guys that I’ve had a fair bit to do with came and Belle, Chelsea, and Lesley to meet us for dinner! AND my sister Grace and her partner Simon, they left baby Harrison at home though :(.

We arrived at the restaurant about 8.30pm, I was completely surprised by everyone that had come, and as far as I was concerned it was just Zoe, Georgie and I, it turns out they’d organised a few of my nearest and dearest to bid me farewell.

“You guys didn’t have to do this!” I said embracing them both with tears in my eyes.

“We had to do something special for you; we’re not seeing you for 3 months.” Georgie said also getting teary, we had a group hug and then it was time for us to greet all the guests.

Grace and I were bouncing around to; she was wearing this beautiful short dress she’d actually lost most of her baby weight already, and Simon was looking really happy but exhausted, Yasmine was about 7 months gone now so Grace and her spent a lot of time talking about baby business. My sister was beaming, motherhood suited her, she was glowing and Simon was watching her with the biggest smile.

It was great to see everyone I loved under one roof, we were all dancing and drinking and I was having an amazing time. Eventually people started clearing out but some of the Radiance girls and Georgie, Grace, Zoe and I kept on dancing for most of the night and well into the next day. Danny even made a little appearance but the coaches are kicking the teams butts in training, I guess it’s cause its nearing finals time and they need to get practicing their old strategy now Nathans back.

I realised how much I was going to miss these girls, I’ve always been a girl that’s blessed with many friends, most great, but this group, well it the thought of leaving them and my job and my general comforts makes me feel physically ill, and on top of all that leaving my brand new baby nephew, who’d I only met a handful of times anyway was going to be tough.

“Are you all packed and ready?” Grace asked, we were taking a break from out dancathon.

“I’m packed, and I’m ready I guess.” I smiled.

“You guess?” She asked.

“Things are a little complicated. I wish I just had some closure, I’m referring to Nathan.”

“No shit Sherlock, are you going to see him before you leave?” Grace asked lightly.

“I can’t decide, in a way I want to so bad, but then again it would be nice just to go to Paris and be completely free of everything.”

“Will you really be free of everything if you don’t talk to him?” Grace asked.

I hesitated for a second and Grace jumped in.

“You’re a big scaredy cat Paris Lorre, it sucks you were hurt by him but now you too afraid to the mess you both made, clearly Nathan was wrong but you’re not any better by not giving him a chance to explain himself. The boy wants to talk to you, don’t be so freakin’ stubborn and at the very least hear him out.” She finished breathless gave me a kiss on the cheek and went back to dancing. She certainly told me.

With that I decided to take a breath of fresh air outside and do what I had been putting off all night. I had to listen to the voicemail Nathan had left me…

“Paris, I know you don’t want to talk to me. But you can’t leave the country without letting me explain, I know I’m an ass and don’t deserve it but I NEED to talk to you.” He finished.

The desperation in his voice was evident, he was hurting but so was I, so why do I always have to be the bigger person, why couldn’t I kick and scream and refuse to do what EVERYONE expected me to do?

Sunday, March 27, 2011

2 Weeks Later

“I can’t believe your leaving in two days.” Georgie said, she was sitting on my bed ‘helping’ me pack.

“I know, it’s gone so fast.” I said.

“As long as it only for three months!” Zoe bargained, she was also ‘helping’.

“It is only three months, I promise.” I soothed.

“Ok, it’s settled we’re going out tonight, all of us.” Georgie said.

“Nah, I’ve got too much to do tonight.”

“No, where going out! It doesn’t have to be a late one, just a fun one!” Zoe encouraged.

“Just no.”I said laughing, I was vaguely aware that they were going to win.

“OK, it’s settled we will be leaving here at like 8 for dinner, does that work for you Zoe?” Georgie asked, sending multiple texts from her phone.

“Yeah, that gives us, what? Like 3 hours to sort ourselves out.” Zoe answered.

“Do I get any say in this?” I whined from the corner.

“No you don’t.” Georgie answered. “Alright, well you can just borrow one of my dresses, saves you going home.” She finished addressing Zoe.

“Ooo good idea, let’s go have a look in your cupboard.”

“Guys I don-” that’s as far as I got in my protests, they were already talking over me and planning our nights adventures.

I continued to pack for a while, when I realised that it was a little too quiet between Zoe and Georgie, so I tip toed down the hallway to see what was going on...

“She’s not doing too well is she?”I heard Zoe ask.

“No, you should have seen it at Lesley’s house, she was shattered...he was too, but his a fine actor when need be.”

“Yeah, she didn’t really talk about it.” Zoe said.

“He needs to talk to her before she leaves.”

“I know, but I doubt she’s going to want to talk to him, and would he even want to talk to her?”

“Yeah, he does, well that’s what he said, he just doesn’t know how.” Georgie said.

“Well how are we going to organise it?” Zoe asked.

“You aren’t.” I said with venom in my voice that made them both jump. “I don’t want to see him, I’m sorry but you two are way out of line, I can’t see him, do you understand that? I CANT.” I finished off yelling and walking out of the room.

“Paris...wait, hold on.” I heard Georgie call out after me but it was too late I was already out the door.

I was walking down the stairs when I banged into someone, “I’m sorry, excuse me.” I muttered.

“Paris?” None other than Nathan Luken questioned me.

I sighed “I can’t do this Nathan, please just leave it.” I said as I walked away.

“Paris...” I heard him finish desperately.

Friday, March 18, 2011

The Reunion To Postpone

“What are you doing here?”Nathan said getting out of the car when he finally spotted me.

I made a move to walk to Georgie’s car of course he blocked my path.

“Nathan please, just move.” I said.

“You’re at my house, why?” He asked.

“Nathan just leave it.” Georgie interrupted.

“No I want to talk to Paris.” He said, so Leslie ushered Georgie inside, they didn’t do anything about the bitch in the Nathan’s front seat.

“Paris, you shouldn’t be here.” Nathan said.

“I know, I’m sorry, I’m leaving.”

“You can’t just fuck me over and then hang out with my family.”

“Fuck you over?” I repeated.

“Yeah.” He said, so I deliberately looked towards Becky in his front seat.

“Don’t give me that, I’m single now.” He said with venom in his voice.

“I know, I just think that maybe you forgot you were in a relationship when you actually were.”

“No, you were there reminding me every step of the way...” He said.

“Right it’s all my fault...” I said with a bit of bite to my voice.

“You left me, I honestly don’t know why your here.”

“Me either...just let me go, please.” I pleaded.

He must have saw the desperation on my face because suddenly he looked as sad as I felt.

“I’m sorry; I’m being an ass...I just don’t get why we couldn’t work our shit out.” He said his voice lowering towards the end of the sentence and he kicked some imaginary dirt on the ground.

“You seem to be moving on just fine.” I said once again looking pointedly at Becky.

He looked back at her and then towards me...

“You made your choice Nathan.” I said waving for Georgie to come out, she was watching the scene ‘stealthily’ behind the curtain in Lesley’s living room.

I turned around and started walking towards Georgie’s car, Nathans grabbed my wrist, by the time I turned to face him, he’d already rethought his decision and was signalling for Becky to come inside.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Authors Note

Hey Guys,

I know I didn't post for a week but I'm doing my best, school is totally killing me at the moment I had 3 essays 2 tests and a speech due this week...:( So sorry for not updating sooner! :)

Theres a new post below, and just so everyones in the loop this season of Paris Persuasion will end soon, I have decided to keep writing her for a bit longer and I'll do my best to stay consistent but I hope people can understand I have a lot going on at the moment, I'm sure most of you will! :) :)

Thanks heaps guys, keep the comments coming I do love feedback! ;)

Day 12

“Please come?” Georgie begged, it was day twelve since the break-up and Georgie was trying to convince me to go down to Leslies house to pick up her photo albums, we are decorating the spare room and she wanted to put some photos and things up.

“Noo, how awkward would it be if I went.”

“They still like you, we’re friends aren’t we.”

“Nah Georgie I think I’ll just stay here...” I said, not only could I use the time alone, I really wanted to finish clearing out Nathans things from my room.

“Come on, I helped you clean the majority of Nate’s stuff out.” She bargained.

“FINE, but if it’s awkward you have to talk more, fill any silences.”

“There will be no awkward silences to fill, I promise and plus it’s only for a couple of hours.” She said.

“Ok.” I said, really? Was I really going to my ex-boyfriends families’ house?

The drive there was long, the road was taunting me, and just as I thought we were getting close another long stretch of road was upon us.

“How long left?”

“Ummm like half an hour.” She answered.

I couldn’t help but laugh, “You said that like an hour ago.”

She chuckled back, “Honestly, I have no idea.”

I continued laughing, tears began rolling down my face, I don’t know why I found it so funny, what came next however was a surprise to both of us. The tears of laughed turned to tears, actual big fat tears, finally mourning the loss of a relationship. Georgie pulled over, and quickly hugged me.

“I miss him, so much.” I wailed.

“I know...” She said.

“It feels like I can’t breathe, why wasn’t I strong enough to stay?”

“Hey stop, it’s not your fault, Nathan was the idiot here, you were strong
enough to leave, in my opinion it takes more courage to do that then stay in an unhappy relationship.”

My breathing slowly evened out, “Thank you.”
She shook her head in reply, as if to say don’t worry about it.

“No Georgie, seriously, you didn’t have to stay around me, but you did.”

“You’re my friend Paris, and Nathan was wrong in this instance, even if I don’t like it, I could see it.”

I sobbed a bit more before finally pulling it together.

“Feeling better?” She asked as we were nearing Leslie’s house.

“Much!” I smiled.

We pulled in, seconds later Leslie was at the car practically pulling us both out of the car and hugging us like she hadn’t see us for a decade.

“I’ve missed you girls.” She said, pulling us into a group hug.

“I’ve missed you too.” Georgie and I said in perfect harmony.

“You and me missy need to have a chat.” She winked in my direction, Georgie gave her a look I couldn’t decipher probably trying to give her a warning about my ‘fragile condition’ at the moment.

I smiled in return, before she dragged us inside for a cup of tea.

“So how was the drive?”

“Eh long, but it was fine.” Georgie answered.

“So are you sure you don’t want to stay? I have the guests rooms made up.” Leslie said.

“We would but we both have work tomorrow.” Georgie replied, using our made up excuse.

“It labour day tomorrow...public holiday.” Leslie said with a smile dancing across her lips, “I understand if you don’t feel comfortable here anymore, but trust me Paris, I still love you, and I even though I was a little mad that you broke up with Nathan I understand why you did it.”
What had I done to deserve the company of such awesome people?

“I miss him.” I replied, tears in my eyes, I was very emotional today.

“I know.” Leslie said wrapping her arms around me.

We spent the rest of the day chilling out around the house, I made everyone pancakes but besides that we just talked, and drank lemonade on the porch, it was so lovely to still feel a part of the family and then just as we were leaving things became unpleasant.

Nathan pulled up into the drive way, with none other than Becky in his front seat.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Pulling A Funk

“GET OUT OF BED!” Georgie screamed at me from downstairs.

“Nooooooooo.” I replied, it was day 3 in bed and Georgie was less than impressed.

“PARIS, NOW!” she yelled back.

I waddled downstairs about 10 minutes and multiple screaming matches later.

“You have to get up!” She said as I was walking down the stairs.

“I’m coming, I’m coming.” I said, she took one look at me and a smile cracked her tough exterior, I was wearing my dressing gown over my flannelette pyjamas and my ugg boots, I looked a treat.

“You are such a cliché at the moment.” She laughed.

I just gave her a sarcastic smile, and then Danny walked downstairs, obviously doing the walk of shame.

“Ha ha I’m the cliché? Have a nice sleep Danny?” I asked, he looked towards Georgie sheepishly.

“Have you talked to Nathan yet?” He asked trying to avoid his own embarrassment.

“No, he hasn’t tried to call me either.” I justified.

“I would talk to him if I were you.”

“Again, he hasn’t tried either; barely acknowledge I was going in the first place.”

“I’m just going to say, he isn’t taking it to well, and maybe you should bite the bullet.” Danny suggested.

“People who’ve broken up shouldn’t talk anyway, thems the rules.” I said.
Georgie and Danny shared a look, I knew what it meant, they didn’t think this was real, it is, trust me.

“So what’s going on here?” I said winking trying to get the attention off me.

There were some awkward coughs and red faces before the subject was changed, soon after Danny left and Georgie and I had a chat.

“So how you doing?” She asked.

“I’m fine, did Danny say anything?”

“Nothing exciting.” She said unconvincingly.

“Really?” I asked.

“Yep.” She answered and went into the kitchen to finish washing her dishes.

By the way she was avoiding my eye I knew she was lying...Oh well.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Playing The Blame Game

“Hey where have you been?” Georgie asked as I walked through the door.

“Nathans.” I answered beginning my walk up the stairs.

She nodded, “Paris I know it’s hard, but it’s just going to take some time Nathan will be himself again soon.”

I couldn’t hold it together the tears stained my face in seconds and soon

I was sitting on the bottom step barely breathing, “I broke up with him

Her mouth dropped as she walked over and sat next to me, “What? Paris you can’t, he needs you.”

“I’ve needed him too, it’s to exhausting.” I said as a pathetic excuse.

“Paris it’s just a bad patch, he will get better.” Georgie said as she justified her brother’s behaviour.

“Georgie, I can’t anymore, I love him so much but I’ve been giving excuses for our fights and behaviours and I realise there’s no point us both being miserable.”

“This is so sudden; did you even talk about it?”

“Didn’t have to, we both knew, he didn’t say anything.”

“He was probably shocked; it came pretty out of left field.”

“I’m sorry Georgie, I mean this in the nicest possible way, but you haven’t been around him lately, since his injury his changed...”

“Can you blame him?”

“No I can’t.” I said resuming my trek up the stairs.

Great so now I was going through a break up and my roommate and friend clearly wasn’t happy because I just dumped her brother, this couldn’t get any worse.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Authors Note

Hey everybody,

I just wanted to address the comments after my lastest post, I realise that some of you wont be happy with the direction I'm taking the blog, but I have to take it somewhere. As one of the comments said I haven't been posting, and one of the reasons is because I have 0 inspiration for the story...I realise that not everyone will be happy, but things are going to start making sense soon...

I've already apologised for the lack of posts, I've had an extremely busy year, that includes school work, a trip overseas, and aging family members moving into my home, unfortunatley the blog got pushed down the list of things to do...

I still can't promise my old regular posts but I'm doing my best...I feel I should also let everyone know I'm not sure how long this blog will contiune, I'm beginning to run out of things to write & I don't want writing to become a chore, because I enjoy it to much.

So this is a long winded way of saying,please continue reading, wait until you see where the story is going and then make your decisions....

& I also want to say thankyou to my long term readers who have supported my through this time! :)

<3 Amy

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

The Conclusion

I went straight over to Nathans after work, I had this terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, I had made an ultimatum with myself, if I wasn’t satisfied after a chat then I would end it, I wasn’t sure if I would have the guts to actually go through with it but it was certainly my plan.
I knocked on his front door, waiting for him to answer, I had a speech prepared but I wasn’t sure how much I’d get through but at least I had a plan.

“Hey.” Nathan said as he opened the door.

“Hi.” I smiled back at him.

“What are you doing here?” He asked.

“ seeing my boyfriend.” I replied.

“Don’t get snappy it was just a question.”

He began walking towards the lounge room, he was in the middle of a movie.

“Nate, can we talk real quick?” I asked.

“Hmm?” He said not looking up from the TV.

“You and Becky seemed awfully cosy the other day.” I said.

He flicked off the TV but still didn’t look at me, “She’s helped me a lot of the last few weeks.”

“Yes, she has. But so have I, and you’ve barely looked at me since the injury, and we definitely aren’t sitting on your bed laughing over youtube videos together.” I said quietly.

He sighed and still wouldn’t meet my eye, “I don’t know what to say, I like Becky and yes you’ve helped me to, I never said you hadn’t, at the moment I’m finding it easier to talk to her.”

“Why?” I asked feeling a flush spread to my face, I was finding it hard to breathe.

“I don’t know.”

“Ok, fine, talk to Becky, I don’t mind, but please don’t let me find you chilling in bed with her like it’s no big deal.” I said with a bit of bite to my voice.

“Grow up Paris, we’re all adults, you should take comfort in the fact that I haven’t slept with anyone since we started going out.”

“’I should take comfort in the fact that you haven’t slept with anyone’, what the hell does that mean?” I nearly shouted.

“It means I’ve been completely faithful, but a lot of people wouldn’t have been in my position.”

“Why, why would you say that?” I asked confused.

He just shook his head.

“Nathan, why are you being a prick? I get it, you broke your knee, it sucks, but you’re going to be playing again soon and everything will be fine.”

“No you don’t get it.” He shouted.

“Fine EXPLAIN IT TO ME.” I yelled back.

“I can’t.” He said so angrily I physically recoiled.

“Ok, well I’m sorry but I can’t be overlooked and forgotten about anymore.”

He half laughed, “So what some more drama Paris, yell, scream maybe?”

“No...I’m done.” I answered.

He shook his head, “Done what? This ridiculous conversation?” He asked turning his attention back to the TV.

“No, us. I’m done; it’s too much for me. Where both not happy and we shouldn’t pretend to be anymore.”

He was quiet for a long time, and for a brief minute he looked ruffled like he was about to beg for forgiveness, he looked like the act he’d been putting on since his injury was fading away, and just as quickly as I saw my Nathan he was gone again.

”Let yourself out.”

That sentence was drawn out with finality that I needed, perhaps we were just the couples that were meant to fall in love but not be together, they world wasn’t ready for Nathan and Paris, or perhaps I wasn’t.

Saturday, February 26, 2011


“Hey pretty lady.” Zoe greeted me at the elevator; we were going to lunch together.

“Hey yourself.” I said kissing her on the cheek.

“How’s organising going for Paris?” She asked.

“Really well, Minnie’s practically got everything sorted, I’m staying with the beauty editor for their magazines for a couple of weeks while my accommodation is being organised.”

“Ooooo well remember I’m your favourite beauty editor of them all.” Zoe teased as we were getting on the elevator.

I laughed, “Of course.”

“I’m sad that you’re leaving me though.” Zoe said linking her arm in mine while we took to the street to find somewhere nice to eat.

“Me to, but I’m looking forward to a break.” I said.

“Hmm what from?” She asked.

“Real life I guess.” Zoe looked at me shocked before I began again, “God that sounded grim didn’t it?” I laughed lightly.

“What’s wrong with your life at the moment?” She asked.

“Nathan and I are we,..we aren’t right.” I said.

“Paris can I say something, without you getting offended?” She asked.

“Yes of course you can.” I said as we continued to walk along the street towards our favourite cafe, which we silently decided to go to.

“You spend a lot of time justifying your relationship, wondering what’s going on or being miserable.” She stopped talking as we sat down outside,
I wasn’t sure how to take it. Nathan and I have been happy, happier that I’ve in a long time, but on the flip side of that we’ve had lots of fights.

“I’m sorry if that sounded harsh, I didn’t mean it to, I just wanted to give an outsiders view.”

“No it’s ok, I’m a little lost, I feel like if I leave him now then I’m leaving when things got hard.”I said.

“I’m not telling you to break up with Nathan, but his injury isn’t life threatening and you told me he was getting his results back tomorrow, and he will mostly likely be playing again soon, you supported him through his hard time and now it’s your turn, you’re travelling soon and it’ll be a good chance to have some space.”

Tears sprung to my eyes, her honestly I think it’s because she said everything I was thinking, I never knew Zoe to be so honest, I needed to talk to Nathan, I needed this sorted out.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011


“Paris, Paris, any comment on the latest on Nathan injury.”

“Paris has Nathan said when he’ll be returning to the game?”

“Paris how’s Nathan feeling about his teams win?”

These were just some of the questions I was asked by the paparazzi, they have been following me for 6 days now, too say I was frustrated was an understatement. I couldn’t even run to the shops because everything took triple the time.
I wish I could just yell the answers at them but instead
I was told by Nathans new PR team that I’m supposed to say nothing. Becky – the main member of the new PR team- has been less then pleasant towards me, yet another thing to deal with. Nathan constant bad mood hasn’t left him yet, I feel so sympathetic to his situation but his been a big asshole especially to me.

“Nathan?” I called from his front door as I let myself in.

He didn’t reply so I just followed the laughing coming from his room, I dumped my stuff in the kitchen and noticed Becky’s handbag sitting on the counter.

“Hey.” I said standing in the doorway taking in the sight before me.

“Hi.” Nathan said briefly looking up from his computer screen where Becky was sitting on his bed next to him looking intently at the screen. Ok call my crazy, call me jealous, but this bitch was sitting on my boyfriend’s bed looking awfully cosy with him, I was less than impressed.

“What’s going on here?” I asked trying to play cool.

“...just watching this youtube clip.” Becky answered sourly, like she wasn’t happy that I was interrupting their ‘moment’.

“Oh cool.” I replied.

“Babe shhhh, we’re almost done.” Nathan said Becky looked oddly proud.

I was fuming my blood was boiling it took everything I had to not run over and step on both of their faces.

“Sorry Nathan, how rude am I being right now?” I said sarcastically walking out of his room.

Nathan sighed and a little smile danced across Becky’s face.

I walked into the kitchen and started putting away the food, about 6 minutes later Becky emerged from his room, and Nathan followed with his crutches soon after.

“Alright well I’ll see you later Nathan, remember you have your final x-rays on Tuesday, will work on getting keeping the photographers away, and if it’s good news -which it will be- we can have a quick press conference on the steps of the hospital.” She said.

“Sounds great Becky thanks heaps for all the support you’ve given me the last 6 weeks.” He said nicely.

“No worries Nate, you’ve been my favourite client.” She winked.
I couldn’t help it my heart was beating uncontrollably fast and before I knew it tears stung my eyes, I quickly turned around and faced the sink, taking a big gulp of water.

“Bye Paris.” I heard Becky calling from the front door.

“Cya.” I replied.

Friday, February 4, 2011


The next few weeks were hard; Nathan was rarely out of his mood and constantly feeling sorry for himself. Danny had been spending more time with Georgie and more time training, the whole team has had to pick up the training and game preparations since Nathans out, they brought someone from the bench up, Nathan definitely didn’t approve of his replacement. Tonight was the first time I’d been at home and was looking forward to a good chat to Georgie about her situation with Danny.

“Hello pretty lady.” I said when Georgie came home; I was in the kitchen cooking some healthy meals to freeze for Nathan.

“HEY, your home tonight!” Georgie said excitedly.

“Yessss I am.” I said walking over to her and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“What you making?” She said looking over the food I’d made.

“Just some food for Nathan.”

“Oh ok how’s he doing?”

“Umm his ok, just feeling sorry for himself, I just needed a break for a bit, I’ll probably go back later.” I said.

“If you need me to do anything, help you out, help him out whatever, just let me know.” She said thoughtfully.

“I will thanks, anyway enough about Nathan, you and Danny what’s going on there?” I asked fascinated.

“Well I guess where kind of seeing each other...we haven’t talked about anything official yet, but over the last few weeks we’ve been going out and stuff.” She smiled.

“Oh really? And stuff? What kind of stuff?” I said with a wink, I was very interested in other peoples sex lives, mainly cause Nathan and I haven’t touched each other in nearly a month since his injury.

“Ha ha, no sexy time yet, well almost but things weren’t quite working the way they were supposed to...” She said and went bright red.

“Oh he couldn’t?” I asked being extremely nosey.
She cleared her throat before continuing, “No we were both ready it’s just we were being really awkward about it and things weren’t coming off properly, and then he freaked about having sex with his friends sister...and that was about 2 hours ago.” Georgie said going redder then I have I’ve ever seen.

“Shit Georgie, I’m sorry that sucks...” I said sympathetically.

“Eh as long as he can get over it I don’t care, I like him a lot.” She smiled.

“Good attitude...alright I better go see your idiot brother.” I said getting up.

“At least he only has two more weeks in the cast.” She said supportively.

“True, then the training starts.” I said with a tight smile.

“Yep, then you’ll have Nathan back.” She smiled and started day dreaming.

Yep, not long until Nathan is himself again...

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Authors Note

Hi everybody,

I come to you tail between my legs asking for some understanding! :) I just got back from overseas, and after Alicia's note I felt like I needed to explain myself too! :P

Firstly I would like to apologise for my absence, and general neglect of the blog for the last few months...I don't really have much of an excuse other then I was feeling a little down with some money troubles, and then suddenly my social life got a lot busier, and suddenly it was time for my trip (Americans- you have a beautiful country)...Pathetic excuse I know.

I really hope people continue to read the blog and enjoy the dramas of Paris' life...I've a had a pretty set direction on where I plan to take the blog this year and I hope I can execute it...In saying ALL of that, I can't make any promises on how consistent my posting will be, sometimes it might be once, or twice a week others there may be four, I will try to keep you updated on my situation...Also I'm not sure how long I will continue the story...Like Alicia, I don't want to continue a blog with no clear direction.

Ok so please continue reading, and the new year = a new me...

I'm also sorry for the quick pace of the next couple of posts, I need to wrap it up! :) :) COMMENT & EMAIL ME PLEASE! :)

Love Amy.