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by paulsbetterthanyou
                                    
                                              back to july 4th, 1956:
nat and paul entered the party, he has shades on. he probably thinks he's cool and all but to nat, he looks like a dork.
" you look so stupid with those shades on, mccartney. " nat held in her laughter, he snickered.
"  says you, anderson. " he said, walking away from her. she stared at paul weirdly.
" paul, what does that mean? " she called out to paul but he couldn't hear her, he was too far away. " PAUL!! WHAT DOES THAT MEAN!!! " men, they are unbelievable.
she found herself near the snack bar, where she ate most the snacks. people were pissed at her for that but she didn't mind it, she loved food. while there, paul walked up to her.
" what's up, mccartney? " she toke a sip of her soda. paul sighed.
"  nat, how do you tell someone you like them? " paul played with his fingers, nat put her soda down and crossed her arms.
" why are you asking? "
" just wondering. " paul scratched the back of his head. nat shrugged and picked up her drink and continued drinking it.
" uh, i'll see you later, k? " he asked her, she nodded.
" k. " he smiled then did something unexpected; he gave a kiss on nat's forehead. she started to blush like crazy and covered it up with her drink. paul let go and smirked at her, leaving her be then. she didn't think paul knew that she liked him, he probably meant it as a platonic kiss.
she decided to venture around the party, she was squished most of the time because it was very crowded but she made her away around. all of a sudden, nat had to go to the bathroom. it was probably because how many cups of soda she drank.
" fuck, where's the bathroom? " nat murmured to herself. she founded it in quick time and head in. 
she opened the door and saw paul, who was making out with another girl.
nat held back her tears and rushed out of the party, paul luckily noticed her and followed nat out.
" shit, shit. nat! wait up! " he called out to her, she ignored him and got into the car. nat curled up in the seat and started full-on crying, she liked paul and now, it feels like she was stabbed in the back.
" nat, let me explain. " paul said, getting into the car afterwards. he noticed nat was crying and tried to comfort her.
" get off of me! " she swiped his hand off her, nat's eyes were bloodshot. paul then realized what he was done and he couldn't bare seeing nat crying, it hurt him.
" nat, please let me explain. "
" what are you gonna say? you were just making out with someone you don't even know?? " nat yelled at him, tears still coming. paul felt like crying too, but he couldn't.
" go to hell, mccartney. " she whispered but paul heard it, he started up the car and they left the party, not one person heart-broken but two.


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