...He couldn't wait to spend time with his Paul...
John made his way out the gates as he lit a ciggy and thought to himself, "What to do?", as he took a long drag. Walking down the street to the main part of Liverpool, where little shops and people roamed, he let his eyes wonder to a shop called ,"Lots Of Sweets and Things."
When John reached the shop's window he laid his eyes on different types of delicious treats and various trinkets. Letting his intrest get the best of him he made his way in.As he entered the bell that rested at the top of the door rang ,in what seem like excitement, let the owner know someone had discovered the newly open shop.
"Hello sweetheart.", greeted an old woman wearing an apron coming from the back .
" 'ello" , he replied looking up giving a smile. Despite his current outfit , dressed in his classic Teddy Boy getup, she felt no reason to worry about him stealing anything.
" May i help you with anything?", she asked as she came closer.
"Would you happen to have any chocolate?", he asked as he answered her question and with a nod plus a wrinkled smile he knew he was in luck as he waited for her return.
Placing his glasses on he looked around then made his way to the solid green counter.
"Here you are son", she says returning with a newly package chocolate bar.
"How much?", he asked as he reached for his loose change.
"On the house.", she replies thus making john look her straight in her eyes.
"What?", he questioned.
"It's free boy.." she answered simply sliding it over to him,"...no need to worry bout it"
John noded and placed his hand on the bar ,"Thank You.", he says and gives off a boyish smile. Making his way outside he looks at the candy bar and slides it into his drainies. "Now Paulie and I will have a treat." ,he thinks quietly as he roamed over Liverpool waiting for night fall.
*20 Forthlin Road*
Paul clearly had nothing to do so he gathered some records and took them to his bed room along with his fathers record player. He placed it in the corner of his bedroom and opened his curtins allowing the sunshine seep through. He rested on his bed as he looked at his watch huffing when he took notice it was still early. As Elvis filled the room Paul relaxed.
*~Hours Pass~*
Dinner was served at the McCartney household and boy did Paul eat quick.
"Slow down son, you'll choke" , said Jim looking at his eldest son only to recive a apologie for his "eating behavior". Finishing up first he offered to clean up. After about twenty minutes he announced that he would be going to bed.
"Isn't a bit early?", asked his brother Michael only to be given a scold and a huff making him add a "Whatever"
Paul had now made it to his room and went over to the window. Looking out at the dark deserted street he unlocked the window knowing that John would likely climb up the pipe near his window.
He sat on his bed with his notebook in his lap and his pen behind his ear letting his thoughts flow out.
Meanwhile John looked up at the sky and took it as his cue to head over to Paul's house. Slightly sprinting he headed over there within seconds. Noticing Paul's bedroom light on he smiled and made his way to the trusty old pipe. Making his way to the top he peeped through the window and smiled as he saw Paul's left hand scribbling what seem to be a soon to be hit. Gently pushing upwards on the window ,Paul's ears perk up and look up ,making him make eye contact with the one he calls his.
John had tumbled into the room causing a little thump from his boots.
"'ello Macca" , he whispers and waves making his way closer. Paul practically jumped up, causing his notebook to land on the other side of the bed, and threw his arms around John's neck giving him, a delighted to see you kind, kiss. John smiled and took his jacket off and discarding it on the floor.
"Where's old man McCartney?" , he asked ruffling up Paul's hair.
"Probably downstairs with Mike" , he smiled. John smiled back as he leaned into Paul grabbing his hands and lead them to his bed. Sitting down first he gestured Paul to sit upon his lap in which he did so. Staring into each others eyes John let his finger move a piece of hair out of Paul's eyes due to his falling DA (duck~arse) hairdo. Paul watch and smiled sweetly as he leaned into him once again this time making it last.
John allowed his hands to stroke Paul's thighs as they kissed until he remember his treat.
Pulling away he looked at Paul's puppy dog expression and tapped his nose ,"I've got us a treat" , he states reaching in his pocket pulling out the bar. Paul's eyes light up like a child and watched as John's beautiful hands unwrapped the chocolate delight.
((I'd Say Its A Bunch Of Rubbish But I Needed To Update...Thanks For Being Quite Patient. Hope You Enjoyed The Chapter.
P.S . Wish Me Luck On my Writing Exam. ~✿Lexy✿))
