The Day

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Paul's POV:


He just bloody let it happen. Finally. It was everything I thought it'd be. He'd seen me, and I'd seen him. All of John. For heavens sake, would this change things? No, we took showers like we usually do, talked about our music like we usually do and even clean and fed Ally like we usually do. Things didn't change, we we're just closer on another level now. Thirty minutes to go. The other thing running through my mind. That's not even an issue anymore, if John says we'll be fine then we'll be fine. I watch as Ally rolls around on our bed, she'd slept through the while night and most of the morning which meant that today she would be very energetic, not that I'm worried. In fact, it's the best part of me day, to come home and be worn out from Ally, John, George, Ringo and Brian. It sounds crazy but I wouldn't have it any other way with anyone else. This was my little family and they sure kept me on my toes with everything. I pull Ally in towards me to make sure she doesn't fall off the bed then move my attention to John, who's in his trousers still drying his wet hair with a towel. The sight. He really is a attractive not that I doubted that for a second it's just that our recent gigs have brought in alot of fans and ..well most of them are girls. Girls that wish they had a chance with John yet he always seems to be down about himself, he's not cocky unless he's playing around. John COULD be conceited if he wanted to, hell he should be but that's just not him.

"Eh Paulie, hand me that shirt please?" He was using one hand to towel down his hair and the other to point at the dresser next to me. I leaned over and grabbed it as Ally went on trying to say words she couldn't fully understand. I leaned back and took a real good look at him. He wasn't muscular which I didn't mind at all because he still manages to look better than ever. His actions being so swift without a care in the world.

"Johnny, you're killing me." I said before throwing the shirt his way and making it obvious that I was checking him out.

"Oh, is it man slaughter?" He asked in a jokingly flirty way then struck a pose before throwing his towel my way and shooting me a slick grin.

I smiled, trying to hold in my laughter as I caught the towel and played along.

"No, a heart attack." I replied breathlessly, while fanning myself with one hand and the other one over my heart. I batted my eyelashes just to top it all off.

"What am I gonna do with you?" He said with a sigh and pulled his black t-shirt over him.

"I can name a few things." I said getting him to laugh with me.

"In front of Ally really?" He gave me a teasing look but I just bit my lip.

"Paulie." His pleading eyes told me I won.

"Yes, Johnny? Something wrong?" This time his cheeks flushed red.

"I'm gonna go clean.. Wash..brush...Yes brush..my teeth aha! I'm gonna brush my teeth and then we'll be on our way." I laighed hysterically as he ran to the restroom hiding his area with both his hands.

"Isn't Daddy hilarious?" I asked Ally.

"Daddy." I loved the way she said this, it gave me a great feeling of importance.


"John! We'll be in the car, hurry up with your hair already!" I shouted while I walked out the front door.

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