A collection of imagines written by me about my favourite people including:
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Song: Waterfalls
Artist: Paul McCartney
Era: 1964
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It was a miserable Sunday afternoon in London and Paul was sat in the studio trying to get this song finished with John but his head was spinning with so many different things at the moment and he couldn't concentrate. John was beginning to get pissed off as every time he tried to talk to Paul he seemed to be distracted, they had to get these songs finished soon as the album was going to be released in a matter of weeks. There had never been tension like this before between the duo and John wasn't having any of it. They were sat on the sofa brainstorming lyrics for the new song they were writing, 'And I Love Her.' Paul was finding it hard to come up with lyrics which wasn't like him, he always had ideas for their love songs but recently....he didn't have any. John was beginning to get worried, he'd never seen his friend like this before.
"Paul?" He said in a concerned voice. "Is everything okay? You haven't been yourself recently."
He nodded quickly and went back to writing stuff down, well he pretended he was. John sighed and took the pen out of his hand.
"John!! Give it back." Paul moaned as he tried to get his pen back.
"Not until you tell me what's wrong you big baby!" He said whilst laughing, still trying to hold Paul back from getting his pen.
"It's none of your business John." He huffed as he got up and began walking towards the door.
"Ey ey ey, don't walk away from me." He grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
"Why do you suddenly care about me? You never 'ave John."
"Paul who was the one who let you into the band?"
Paul gave a defeated sigh, he couldn't fight with John...he was his best friend and he'd get it out of him eventually. He sat back down and faced John, he had so many thoughts going through his head right now he didn't even know where to start. He looked at him blankly and tried to find the words but there was nothing. He didn't know how to tell him what was going on. Would he mock him? Laugh at him? Say he was a horrible person? He was terrified.
"Paul, you know you can talk to me? I'm not gonna mock ya you know." He told him with a comforting smile.
It was like John could read him sometimes, Paul liked that. He gave him a small smile and decided to tell him everything that was going through his head, well everything he felt comfortable sharing at least.
