Paul glanced across the room. A woman stood at the other end of it. He'd heard her talk to a few people, but, she spoke a whole different language than Paul—French. He did know a couple words in that language, but had to be sure that he used them correctly if he were to ever truly speak to her. Paul looked up at her once again, admiring her beauty. He felt that he had to say something, like invite her to a dinner, an action like that. Still, he knew no real conversation words to use properly with her. He did, however, know the words, ma belle. Words that described her perfectly. He also noticed that she was with a few friends, and gathered that her name was Michelle. Her own name somewhat rhyming with what Paul described her as. He smirked at himself. Even so, he thought that immediate flirting would be very weird. Paul was stuck, in a very mentally painful way.
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Beatlemania! (Beatles Oneshots)
Fanficcollection of random stories (ONE-SHOTS), most based off of songs by the beatles. enjoy! (song titles used are NOT mine. i reference a few lyrics in these songs, but the lyrics and titles do not belong to me at all.) some of these fics are their own...
