"Good morning Mrs. McCartney."
"The future Mrs. McCartney."
"You know, that ring was always meant for you. I bought it while we were dating."
"Paul, it's beautiful. I'm glad Jane had to spend the night with a sick friend. It gave us the time to celebrate but how are we going to do this?"
"Do what?"
"Tell everyone. Brian, Jane, the papers."
"We're not."
"What?"
"Baby, let's get married somewhere far away, alone, just the two of us."
"Eventually people will find out"
"By then, what can they do about it?"
"I don't know."
"Well think about it, will you?"
"I will. I think I should be on my way home now. I have a lot to think over."
"Besides Jane should be coming home soon."
I scoff at that and he notices.
I get up and gather my things
"Hey, wait a second"
"What?"
"I can't let my future wife leave without a kiss"
"I love you Paul"
"Drive home safely. Call when you can. I'll see you soon. Leave a spare key for me alright?"
"It'll be above the windowsill"
We kiss and lock eyes and bashful smiles until I drive off.
The whole ride home im singing at the top of my lungs and staring at my beautiful engagement ring.
I am mesmerized by the love I feel at this very moment.
The moment I get home, I run to the shower and get out happily calling Ronan to invite him over to talk.
"Hello, Ronan?"
"Oh Evie, I need to talk to you"
"Great! I need to talk to you too! Come over."
"I'll be there soon."
I worry about the serious tone he has but I don't think much of it.
I'm on cloud nine.
Mrs. Paul McCartney,
Mrs. Paul McCartney,
Mrs. Paul McCartney,
Mrs. Paul McCartney!
I announce over and over in my head.
I daydream about my husband and being the best wife I can be to the man I've been in love with for so long.
I feel as if I'm floating.
But my daydream is interrupted by the knock at my door.
It's Ronan so I let him in.
"Where were you all night?"
"With Paul"
"And you didn't call? You didn't check in with me?"
"Gee, Ronan I didn't think you cared."
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Baby, It's You. (Paul McCartney fanfiction)
FanfictionWhen it comes to him, she forgets what's good for her. WARNING: There will be smut 🔥 *Timelines are not meant to be accurate to actual historical dates and years* Also, this is my first real fan fiction. Interaction with this book means everythin...
