Secret Love Song // A Paul McCartney Fanfiction

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The next morning, Sienna awoke in the fort next to Paul who was already awake on his phone.

"Morning beautiful." He said in broken morning voice.

"Morning handsome." Sienna responded with a smile, then covered her chest with the blanket.

Paul kissed her and slipped his sweatpants on before heading to the kitchen. Sienna sat with her thoughts while he was absent. She continued to smile to herself as she replayed the memories of the night's activities in her brain. Her gut was thankful to her for listening to the warning signs when she was with Harry and waiting until she was fully comfortable to take that big step. Paul couldn't have made Sienna more comfortable in their relationship, and though Sienna didn't know what to expect for her first time, she didn't know it could be as amazing as it was. A light switched on in her brain as she realised that with Harry it was never a case of not being physically ready to do it, it was all to do with him as a person. Paul made her feel ready without even trying.

He returned ten minutes later with an omelette on a plate in one hand and a coffee in the other.

"For you, my love." He grinned and passed it to Sienna. Her heart melted at the gesture.

"Paul you didn't need to make me breakfast!" She exclaimed.

"I wanted to." He replied, heading back into the kitchen and returning with his own plate and mug.

"How about that movie?" Sienna asked, throwing on her jumper and pajama bottoms.

"Sure. The Grinch?"

"Yes!"

Though Sienna and Paul hung out almost everyday, it barely made up for the full days they were forced to be kept apart and pretend they were barely even friends. It was really getting to Sienna, and the boys were noticing. All the boys except Paul. One night Sienna asked Paul to meet up to talk. She couldn't take it anymore. The lying, the hiding, the seemingly endless nights of her crying into his shoulder about the anxiety and stress of it all.

Sienna walked briskly down the dark street towards the expensive car. The only visible light ahead of her illuminated Paul's face. She watched him beam as she approached, her stomach rising towards her throat.

Opening the car door, she avoided his gaze.

"Good evening, love." His smile burned right through her heart and with a shaky voice, she responded a weak, "hey".

"What's wrong?" He immediately straightened up, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Paulie."

"You're quite good at apologising for things before I know what you're apologising for." Paul replied, earning a chuckle from Sienna's already tear stained face. "Talk to me."

"I can't do this anymore. Us. I'm sorry."

"What's caused all this thinking? You were feeling fine the other day."

"It's been on my mind for a while but it's just getting too difficult. The hiding, the lies-"

"Hey, hey, we don't have to hide or lie. We're just... keeping it more private."

"You're barely allowed to be near me when we're with the boys."

"You can't break up with me, Sienna. I've been wanting to call you mine since the day I met you and I've finally got you, you can't leave me now." Paul said desperately, an urgency to his voice. His words left his mouth before he could think about what he was saying, and he could see instant guilt written across Sienna's face.