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📞 Honey pie (2) (paul)-⋆˚✿˖°

*2 years later, Paul's pov*✶𓏲ּ꩜ .ᐟ

Bloody hell. That was not as *glamours* as I thought it would be. Poor George. And where the hell was John?! damn those cops! I sighed as all the legality's were finally done and got a ride home from my cosine. At least I was home.

And..oh god, Y/N! I get to see my baby, my love, my wife. I explained everything to my parents who were properly pissed but I didn't care, I ran the 2 blocks to Y/N's house and knocked on the door. But she didn't answer. It was Y/N's mother.

"Ello there paulie boy! Lovely seeing you! Are you stopping by for tea?" Said her mom. "Hello misses L/N, As lovely as that sounds, I'd really like to catch up with Y/N. Where is she?" I said eager to get my hands on my baby.

"Oh dear has she not told you?" What? What do you mean.. "erm no? Not told me what?"

"She's gone to the u.s.a luv. She went there after she got hired at as a journalist. She's getting quite the name there though!" What. My baby.. She lied. "Why wouldn't she tell me?"

I asked her mom as I began to feel myself want to cry. "She thought it was just for a few days luv, but you're more than welcome to call her if you'd like?" "Goodness yes!" I said following her mom as she dialed her number, it rang but no one answered.

"Oh goodness. I'm sorry, she didn't answer. But when she dose call I'll tell her your here now okay?" She said "you're more than welcome to visit her room though!"

I thanked her and went to her room and smelled her sweet perfume. God I loved this girl. But why would she do this to me?

I looked at her desk and seen her diary and started flipping through them, I read them a bit but it was just about journalism and stuff that's happened untill I reached the month after I left, she was talking about how I never wrote to her.

Fuck. I completely forgot to. Damn it thats probably why she left! God Paul you've really lost her now.

*diary*✶𓏲ּ꩜ .ᐟ

-September 1st, 1960.

"He doesn't love me, dose he? Why hasn't he wrote me at all. Maybe they were stuck somewhere? Or..was he hurt? God now I'm scared."

*back to paul*✶𓏲ּ꩜ .ᐟ

"I'm so so sorry my baby." I sighed and closed the book, I walked out her room and smiled at Y/Ns mom and thanked her for letting me stay. "Before I leave, when did Y/N go?" I asked in a more saddened tone.

"She left Just last year. I'm sorry dear I would have thought you would be the first person she told." I thanked her and said it was okay and left. The walk home was lonely. But I tried to make myself more happy.

I'm sure she's just busy. The U.S was a big place. I hope shes okay..at least she's getting her dreams. It's all she ever did after all...god I miss that girl.

*Y/N's Pov*✶𓏲ּ꩜ .ᐟ

I woke up in my small apartment in New York and sighed. I turned off my alarm clock and gathered my notes in my bag. I went to my office and took notes on some crime that had taken part in the city.

I sighed and thought about all the things going on in liver pool..

Eventually my shift was over and thank god my boss didn't ridicule me today. I took a taxi to my house and made some food. After cleaning off and finishing the food I decided to call my mom.

*ring, ring*✶𓏲ּ꩜ .ᐟ

"Y/N darling! Guess who's come home!" Shouted my mom. "Uhm..dunno..who?" "Paul you silly girl! He was asking about you and asked why you didn't tell him you were leaveing!" Paul!? ...Paul. Damn that man. " mum you know why I didn't." I sighed