The Lovecats - McLennon

Chapter 5

6th October 1862

That waitress has just nodded and took that bottle which was beside her to her hand, she poured that whiskey to his small shot glass. He smiled instantly at her and drank it briskly.

Soon enough, Paul was welcomed with a shot of whiskey himself too. He didn't even ask for it. When he took it to his hand and started to drink it, he didn't notice that the man beside him was looking at him.

As Paul placed it back in fromt of him and felt that burning feeling in his throat, that man swiftly looked away.

That waitress poured him more. He eyed her curiously. „Hey, it's alright, you will have this round for free, thanks to our enterprise." She smiled. „My name is Cynthia by the way." She looked at Paul and reached out her hand for him to shake it. „Oh, I am Paul and thank you very much." He shook her hand.

„Oh, that's a very pretty name, I like it." The man beside him spoke up.

Paul sharply eyed him. He felt embarassed aswell. 'Did he really just compliment my name?' Paul thought that this man was just too drunk so he didn't take it too seriously.

That man smirked and turned his face to Cynthia. „Please can you pour me another shot of whiskey, and also for this Paul lad too please."

Cynthia nodded

If Paul wasn't too stunned to speak he would reject it. 'What the actual fuck has he just asked her?' That man didn't even know him and he was asking a waitress to give them shots of whiskey.

„Here." Cynthia said and shifted the shots to Paul and that man.

Paul fastly took it and drank it right away. He wanted to get drunk. He thought that he would manage a conversation with that man only if he were drunk.

„So what's your name." Paul asked, turned to face the man who was already watching him carefully. „I'm John Lennon." He answered, looked straight into Paul's eyes. Paul swore this man could see right throught his soul.

„And your full name i-?"

„Paul McCartney." He felt embarassed to answer that question that fast. 'Should I tell him my whole name James Paul McCartney?' This thought got instantly buried in his mind. 'Oh nevermind, I will tell him later maybe.'

„Nice to meet you Paul McCartney." John leered and finally drank his shot.

„Nice to meet you too John Lennon." Paul grinned from ear to ear. 'This is so weird, why is he talking to me? I am literally nothing special for a man like him.3'

„How old are you Paul?" John broke his thoughts.

„I am 20. What about you?" They locked eyes.

„I'm 22 in two days actually."

„We should celebrate then." Paul replyed sarcastically and laughed, felt that the alcohol was getting into his head.

„We should." John said, didn't sound very sarcastic. He said it as if they were talking about the weather.

'Does this mean that I will meet him again?' Paul smiled and looked at the ceiling.