Simon and Paula had been
together three weeks, and the finale of American Idol had just ended. Kelly Clarkson
had just been crowned the winner, and each of the judges took a turn congradulating her.
Shortly thereafter, everyone headed off to the after party.
Much to Paula’s
surprise, Simon led her out on the dance floor. A slow song came on, and his
arms quickly encircled her waist. She lazily draped her arms around his neck
as they slowly swayed along to the music.
“Have I told you
that you look beautiful tonight?” Simon asked, forgetting everyone in the room except for him and Paula.
so sweet. I can’t tell you the last time someone told me I was beautiful.”
“Well, you are. I can’t ever remember being so captivated in my entire…” Simon stopped
midsentence. He saw Michael standing nearby, listening intently to their conversation. Tonight was the last night of their bet, and it was now or never.
Simon replied, drawing his attention back to Paula. “I’ve never been so captivated in my entire life. Paula, I don’t know how to say this, but… I think I love you.”
Paula apparently didn’t know how to finish. Things weren’t looking
great for Simon’s bet, but little did he know that things were about to go from bad to worse.
Having heard the whole
conversation, Michael approached Simon and Paula.
“I do believe you
owe me fifty thousand dollars,” Michael replied smugly to Simon.
Simon said worriedly. “Now’s not such a good time.”
began, “why do you owe him fifty thousand dollars?”
“It was just a bet,”
Simon replied, “That’s all.”
added, “you see, back when you two still hated each other’s guts, Simon and I made a bet that he couldn’t
make you fall in love with him by the end of the season. From listening to your
conversation a few moments ago, I’d say I won.”
half asked/ half screamed. “You fucking asshole!”
With that, Paula ran out
of the building. Everyone in the entire room was staring at Simon and wondering
what the hell he could have done. Simon turned to Michael, infuriated to say
“Bloody hell! Did you just have to come in here and fuck everything up?! What the hell is wrong with you?!”
With that said, Simon
ran out of the room to find Paula, leaving everyone there equally stunned and confused.
Simon found her on a bench
outside, face buried in her hands, crying.
Paula shot back. “Why should I listen to more of your shit?! Simon, you
just spent over a month trying to make me fall in love with you, all to win some fucking bet!
And you think I should listen to you?!”
“You have every
right to be angry, but…”
“But what, Simon? You are such a fucking dick! Why do you
always have to be such an asshole?!”
“I know what I did
was wrong, but everyone makes mistakes.”
“Not like this,
Simon. Give me one good reason why I should forgive you.” Paula said in
a noticably calmer tone, but not quite able to look at him yet.
Simon walked up to where
he was right in front of her, and took her face in his hands, forcing her to look at him. “Paula, listen, six weeks
ago, I would have rather slit my wrists than spend any amount of time with you whatsoever.”
“Oh, now I forgive
you!” Paula replied sarcastically.
“Let me finish. Six weeks ago, I would have rather slit my wrists than spend time with you, but sometime
between then and now, things changed. Somewhere along the line, I fell for you. Bad. Now, you can leave today angry as
hell and never see me again, or you can give me the chance to make it up to you. I
wasn’t lying when I said that I love you, and, if you’ll let me, I’ll spend the rest of my life showing
Both sat there silent
for several moments, Paula staring into space and Simon looking into her eyes, trying to tell what she was thinking.
“Paula, say something. Anything. Tell me what you’re thinking.”
Paula began, “that I can’t trust you anymore.”
Simon bit his lip and
sighed. “I guess that’s understandable.”
“Let me finish. I don’t think I can trust you anymore, but for some reason I love you anyways. Simon, you did quite possible one of the worst things a boyfriend can do, but I love
you anyways. I can’t just make myself forgive you, but I can’t make
myself not love you either.”
Simon leaned down and,
with her face still in his hands, kissed her. They’d kissed hundreds of
times. They’d even made love for God sakes, but this was the single most
passionate moment that either one of them ever experienced.
Simon and Paula got married
before the next season of American Idol started, and Simon made good on his promise of showing her he loved her for the rest
of her life.