Please Please Not Me ( The Beatles Fanfic)

Chapter 5: Annoying

Chapter 5: Annoying

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As I slowly open my eyes, I felt how my head ache. I scan my environment, ignoring the annoying head ache.It was a hotel bedroom. My body was resting in a bed. I slowly sat down, causing my head to hurt more.

All of a sudden I hear some muffled noises coming from outside the bedroom I was in. It was someone talking, but I wasn't sure who it was it. Causing me to do my best effort to stand up and walk near the door, just to hear who it was.

" How could you do that Lennon?!" Paul claim

What are they talking about...

" well I just had the opportunity! And I was drunk!" John explained

" What will Cyn think about this?!" Paul state, his voiced seem annoyed and angry, at the same time.

" She will-" John said, but was interrupted.

" Okay lads! Are you ready?" A new manly voice commented.

" what are we going to do with Anna?" Paul asked.

" Lets tell Brian, I bet he wouldn't mind." John reply.

" Of course he would! How would we explain him she's from the future?" Paul question.

" You really believe in that?" John chuckles.

" Yea!" Paul states

" we can't leave her here, I will tell Brian. I'm not going anywhere without her." John affirms, causing some footsteps to be hear, making me go run to the bed and pretend to be asleep.

I heard the door opening, and I guess my acting in being asleep was working.

" Anna" John whisper as he was gently poking me.

" Huh?" I reply pretending to be sleepy.

" Wanna come with us?" He asked

" Were..." I question concern.

I don't know a thing about the 60s. The only things I know are the obvious, like; JFK, the black rights, the spaceship things, and all that stuff they make you learn in school.

" To a concert." He states.

" Uh.. Okay, but my head hurts." I add.

" I'll give you a aspirin." He says as he offers his hand to help me get up.

" Thanks." I reply while taking his hand and standing up.

I used the same clothes because, well, I have none. And this clothes are actually from that girl... I think that her name is Pattie coyd or something like that, but she has my iPhone so I need to see her again.

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I sat on a couch in backstage, Apparently they were having a show or something. They were singing and there was a massive account of girls shouting and even crying because of them singing!. It remind me of 'One Direction', but it just simply can't be compare, this fangirls were way more crazy and they were more. Now I have an idea on why people say no band can be compared to The Beatles.

" alright lads! Get ready, we are going to have dinner." A man announce.

" Right, I'll call Anna." I heard John say to Paul.

" Wanna come?" John consult, as he got s cigaret out of his pocket and

" Yea, sure, I guess." I mumble.

" Excellent, come!" He said while offering me his hand, and me accepting it.

" So where we going?" I question him, as we hold hands going to I don't really know were.

" To lunch. " he state.

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We sat in a table. Every one was there. Paul, George, Ringo, John and me plus a man who I haven't know yet. I sat next to John and in front of me was Paul and George, at the edge of the table was Ringo and at the other edge was the man.

" So.. Lads, whose this lovely bird." The man asked.

" Oh, shes Anna." Paul answers.

" And she's from the future." Ringo adds.

" The future? How come." He says with a little chuckle.

" uh.. Yeah, well... I was about to go to bed so I charge my iPhone, when all of a sudden an electric bolt took me to here... " I state "So now I'm stuck.. here! In the sixties!" I faked excitement.

" An 'iPhone'? " he chuckle.

" Yea, its the best brand of phones. Well, theres this competition with Samsung and Android, but we all know that iPhone is way better." I explained.

" Alright.. I'll just act like this didn't happen." He mutter as he pasted his eyes on the restaurant menu.

" So." Paul interjected " Do you want to get back to the future?"

" Yes." I affirm

" If you leave it would be very sad." John comment.

What a fuckboy. What? He thinks I'm easy to fool me.

I return John's comment with a small smile.

" Yea it would totally be a pity." George mutter in a very pitch of voice, but of course that everyone heard.

" I will miss you too." I said sarcastically to the comment of George.

" thats not nice George." Paul interject " Just so you know, Anna, I would totally miss you. Your fab."

" Thanks Paul, I would miss you too. But I don't even know if I will be able to return." I say.

And all that evening happen to be very awkward. John always had my back if someone made comments like George's one, which I appreciate John because of that. Maybe he's not a fuckboy after all...

After all that day of being outside and they going to rehearsal or doing gigs, we came back to the hotel room. When he got to the hotel, John told me to go to his bedroom, and that he will lend me some of his shirts so I could sleep comfortable and that he will be back in some minutes.

There I was, using the shirt of a Beatle for pajamas. I don't really know their song and stuff but I do know that they are something big. I bet that Lola would die of jealousy.

" I don't like her." I heard a muffled noise from outside say, it was George. Causing me to go to the door and listen the most I could.

" why?, she's pretty, she's sincere, she's from the future!" Paul reply.

" Shes annoying!" George claim.

" Wait you all do believe she's from the future?" Ringo chuckle.

" Well.. Kind of.." Paul affirm.

" Shut up y'all. Shes awesome. Thats all." John defended me " I'm going with her right now" he said, causing me to go to bed and pretend like if I didn't heard nothing.

" Anna, sorry for the wait, love." He apologize, as he opened the door and close it. When done, he approach to the bed.

" Its okay." I reply, while he was accommodating in the bed. When he finally got settle he warped his arm around my waist, causing us to cuddle. I made a small grin. Somehow being warped in hid arms made me feel comfortable.

After a while, he was asleep, but I wasn't. I couldn't get out of my mind that the half of the band hated me, or dislike me or think I'm annoying.

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