It's only love

Back on his feet.

BEEN AWHILE SORRY ABOUT THAT. I have too many ideas for stories, oops. Oh also if anyone wants to follow me on Instagram my name is: Paul.on.the.run
And oh btw I'm dropping the p.o.v thing it's confusing.

They all stepped out of the car and booked it too the door, getting inside safely with only a few grabs. The Ed Sullivan show couldn't be postponed any longer, and John felt good enough to perform. "Are you sure you can do this, John?" Eppy put a hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah yeah! I'm fine I promise." John shrugged him off and they all walked into the dressing room.
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A stage director popped his head in, "come on boys you're up."

They all went out but before Ringo could pass the threshold, George stopped him and pressed a quick kiss to his nose. "Knock 'em dead, Ritchie." George smiled and ran after John and Paul.

They went on stage, immediately being bombarded with screams and cries from teenage girls. The four kicked off the set with she loves you, John admiring Paul's signature head shake. 'I love when he does that.' John blushed and smiled a little, messing up a note. The crowd could barely hear them though, they could barely hear themselves over the white noise.

Next was this boy. George couldn't get his mind off of Ringo, his drummer. A few glances we're stolen, said drummer shaking his head about and giving his adorable wide smile. 'I love that smile. Makes his blue eyes shine.' George couldn't help but grin, and do a little happy dance.

The concert wrapped up, all four of them playing their hearts out, and the fans screaming their hearts out with the same enthusiasm all the way through.
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Back in the dressing room, George attacked the sandwich tray and made Ringo laugh. "Eppy' gonna buy us dinner, George." Eppy looked up.

"I am? Oh- er yes I am. Back in the hotel so don't fill up on that please. Are you feeling alright, John?" Brian looked over at John fondly.

'Back off bri...that's my prince.' Paul furrowed his eyebrows and pouted, plopping down on the couch.

"Yeah I feel fine." John didn't notice the look and turned his attention to Paul. "You did great out there. We all did! We should celebrate later."
Brian made a face and walked out

"Sure! There's a bar near our hot-" John stopped Paul with his finger on Paul's lips.

"No no no, not that type of celebrate, Princess.." John moved his hand to Paul's chin and turned his face, kissing him. "You know what I mean.."

Paul blushed deeply and giggled. "O-oh ok..hehe"

George and Ringo both went, "ewww"

"Ey, buzz off. Have you two fucked yet?" John draped his arm around Paul's shoulder and the both turned their attention towards the other two.

They both blushed and giggled. "Guess that's a yes." Paul grinned.

"Well not actual, sex sex just...you know.." Ringo raised his eyebrows and George blushed deeper.

"Oh I see! Well good for you." John smacked Ringo's shoulder and snickered at George. "Givin' it up easy there son?"

George huffed and sat down. "Fuck you" George laughed.

"Hey, Paul what's our next gig? You seem to know all the dates." They all looked to him.

"Uhhh...nothin' in America until August. The 22nd we go home."

They all cheered and settled into their seats until Brian came in to take them to the hotel.