Bully

One shot

I don't own the art and Suprise! I don't own the beatles. I have a hard time with one shots because I like adding suspense with chapters but I'm making myself do a one shot. :) AU
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"Look, it's Lennon" George said to Paul as teddy boy Lennon walked closer to them on the school yard.

"I don't need trouble with him right now" Paul whined as he grabbed George's arm and quickly walked the opposite direction of Lennon, to his fifth period class.

Two classes later, school was over and McCartney was walking behind the building to the bus stop to meet George.

Paul suddenly felt someone push him into the wall. He looked up and saw John staring over him with squinting eyes.

"Hey princess" John greeted Paul as he shoved an envelope in his mouth, "read this when I'm gone, yeah?" Paul shook his head nervously and John got off him.

John stared at Paul for a second then turned around and walked away.

Paul took the envelope out of his mouth with a disgusted expression and opened it. Inside was a small letter which read,

Princess,
For some reason I can't stop thinking about you. I think you're really cute and I'm gunna pick you up Saturday at 2:00. You better come.
-John
P.s. You tell no one about this. Got it?

Paul slowly looked up as a blush grew on his cheeks.

"He thinks I'm cute" Paul whispered to himself as he smiled.

Saturday rolled around and it slowly became 2:00.

A knock came at the door and as Paul ran to open it his father stopped him.

"I'll answer the door. I have to meet all of your friends before you go off with them" Jim pushed his son back as he went to the door.

"Hello Mr. McCartney" John smiled as he gave his posh accent Mimi taught him to use.

"Hello... John, right? I'm Jim" Jim said as he outstretched his hand.

John took it and shook it firmly in his. He tried to keep a calm expression but he was truly terrified on the inside.

"Right. Okay. Paul! You can go now!" Jim shouted to his son who was nervously sitting on the top of the stairs.

Paul rushed down in a grey buttoned up shirt and black jeans. John felt almost under dressed in his white teeshirt, black drains, and leather jacket.

Paul smiled nervously as he pushed pass his dad and closed the door behind him.

"Hi" John nodded to Paul.

"Hi. So where are we going on this date anyway?" Paul jumped off the stairs.

"Surprise, princess. Now put your helmet on" John smiled as he put a helmet in Paul's arms.

Paul looked up at the motorcycle with fear all over his face.

"You expect me to ride that? Can't we just walk?" Paul begged with his eyes as he turned to John.

"This place is half an hour away. We have to take the bike" John said as he sat down.

"That means we have to go on the freeway" Paul almost cried.

"You just hold onto me and you'll be fine. Now just get on" John tried.

"Fine" Paul inched over and sat down. He placed his helmet on his head and wrapped his arms around John's waist.