Oh, What's The Song~

John's Addiction Begins~

"Paul, Ringo's right. You should give it a shot instead of giving up so bloody easily." George said as he noticed Paul's head was facing the ground and his hands were covering his expression. 

"Mmmm, Kay…" Paul said sighing as he turned his head in George's direction.

"Listen, Paul. I didn't mean to come out like that. But, I'm just trying to get my point across." Ringo said as he picked up the drumsticks and gently placed them back where they belonged. 

"It's okay. I know I have to stop giving up so bloody easily." Paul said as he smiled in Ringo's direction.

"Abbey Road! Here I Come!" Paul shouted. Suddenly John and Ringo giggled at Paul's shouting. 

"You got it love!" John added and moved closer to the desk to help Paul with 'Golden Slumbers'. 

John looked at his arm and quickly looked down at the paper. 

"John, are you okay?" Paul asked as he saw what John did. Paul stood up and noticed John quickly put his head down. 

"I'm fine, can we just work on the song…" John sighed as his tone turned dark. Paul picked John's head up and saw a stream of tears flowing down his face.

"What's wrong?" Paul said as he turned in the opposite direction to see Ringo and George horrified at John's tears.

"It's nothing… I need a fix, because I'm going down…" John mumbled and Paul pushed John back. Paul seemed horrified at his answer.

"N-n-n-no…" Paul stuttered at the thought that John might've used drugs while putting a song together. Paul quickly made a fist with his hand. He was losing it on the inside.

"Paul, are you ma-"Just as John was going to ask Paul if he was fine he collapse to the floor with tears covering his hands now. All Paul heard was an evil laugh under his hands that covered his face.

"John!" Ringo called into the open and quickly hopped off the couch and ran by his side. John smiled evilly and looked up with bloodshot eyes and tears. John pointed his finger at his arm and began to speak craziness.

"Happiness is a warm gun love…" John said smirking at Paul. The finger was in the position John wanted it to be, on his arm…

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"John! Wake the fuck up!!" Paul yelled shaking John near the counter of the kitchen. Paul continued to shake him until John finally opened his eyes.

"What the bloody hell?" John said as he opened his eyes and noticed everyone was staring at him. "What happened?" He added looking at Paul's terrified face.

"John, take a seat love." Paul spoke as John could hear the fear in his voice. Paul saw nothing but blurry images from all the tears that fell across his face.

"What happened?" John asked again rolling his eyes and then turned his head to see Ringo and George staring at John with fear as well. 

"Are you sober John?" Paul asked as his eyes started to water up again as Paul moved closer to John to see his eyes.

"Yes I am why?" John answered with a confused look on his face. Paul suddenly grabbed John's shirt and pulled him closer.

"Never do that again…" Paul spoke his voice cracking at the images popping up from what happened hours ago.