Thomas Brodie Sangster imagines

Paul McCartney- What about me?

⚠️WARNING⚠️- strong language  and mention of passed members
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Y/n's POV

It was a warm sunny day when I decided to go to Paul's house. I hadn't seen Paul in a long while since he joined that group called 'The Quarrymen' or whatever.

I was just skipping along the path to his house when he was walking through his gate. He was wearing his posh jacket with his guitar strapped across his back.

"Oh Paul!" I said excitedly running up and hugging him. "I was just coming to see you. I was wondering if we could go to th-" i say but he cuts me off.

"Uhhh no sorry Honey but I have to go and meet up with the band, I'm already late. Bye" he says running off down the road leaving me on my own.

A few weeks later

Paul had been leaving you for his stupid band for way to long now. It's like I'm not even here. Running off to play his stupid guitar with stupid John. I haven't even heard him play.

So today I'm running over to Johns place where they are all practicing. I was gonna confront him about what he is doing. I got to the gate and I could already hear the noises of guitars strumming and voided singing.

I knocked on the door and a few seconds later John came to the door. "Ohh hey, what's a pretty little thing like you doing around here" he asked. Is he flirting with me already? Bloody hell!

"Uhh I'm Paul's girlfriend actually. Umm could I come in?" I asked. God all my confidence has gone. No Y/n stay strong, you got this.

"Oh sure" he say moving to let me in. I already know he was looking at my ass but I just brushed it off. I walked into the living room where they were all sat waiting for John to get back. Paul looked up and as soon as he saw me he got up.

"Hey honey what are you going here is something wrong, are you ok?" He rushed

"Oh yes Paul I'm fine, I'm perfect, I'm absolutely perfect." I said sarcastically looking at everyone then going back to look at him. "Why wouldn't I be Paul. Is there something wrong with me?" I said walking up to him, crossing my arms.

"Uhhh no. But now I'm thinking you are upset with me" he stated crinkling his eyes in confusion.

"Oh really Paul?" I said "Uhh yes" he said. I rolled my eyes at him and just stared at him. He looked around and all his friends were staring at him too.

"What?" He asked. That's what set me off.

"Oh my Paul it's the fact that you would rather hang around with these loons instead of hanging with your actual girlfriend!" I yelled. I turned to the rest of the group. "No offence" I cringed but they all shook their heads in agreement.

I turned back to Paul. "Oh and don't get me wrong, I understand that you need to practise since this is probably gonna be your bloody ongoing career and that but you are allowed to have some bloody time off. The rest of your group do so why can't you!" I shout.

He looks at me blankly. "Y/n for gods sake! Why is everything about you! You know what I hang around with my group and practise because you are boring. You aren't even that fucking pretty. I just got with you because of..." his eyes widened. "No no, Y/-" he started.

"No Paul, finish what you were gonna say, go on!" I yell. He shook his head. "Fine then I'll say it myself. You were using me, weren't you. To get over your dead fucking mother!" I screamed as I ran out the room.

"Hey hey Y/n calm dow-" John said as Pete tried to stop me but I pushed him out the way sending him flying into the wall. I ran out the house and slammed the little gate open.

"Y/n! Don't you dare speak of my mum in that way!" Paul yelled

"Oh shut up Paul, I...don't...care!" I yelled

He reached up and I flinched putting my hands in front of my face. I looked through my fingers to Paul with his hand on his head looking and me shocked. The rest of the group stood by the front door looking at me the same way.

"Y/n?" Paul asked looking like he was about to cry. "I would never, I pro-" he started.

"Paul, we're over." I say looking at him with tears in my eyes. Tear were polling his eyes. "No Y/n please. I promise I didn't use you and you aren't boring. You are beautiful. I love you Y/n!" He pleaded.

"I'm so sorry" I said as I turned away from him. I walked down the street and collapsed against the wall in tears. I could still hear Paul screaming for me to come backs I was scared he would come round the corner but when I looked John had gone down to him and was pulling him back into the house.

I knew Paul would never hurt me and that he is busy but I guess things are not always meant to be...
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Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed this one. This is my first Paul McCartney imagine so I hope it was up to ever Paul supporters standards ☺️.

Love you all, byeee xxx