The Little Twister Girl (A Beatles Fanfiction)

I'll Follow The Sun (Chapter 38)

"Mornin' love."

I open my eyes and look at Paul, who's staring at me and smiling. I yawn and cover my mouth quickly.

"We're in Boston."

I sit up, and rub my eyes softly. That was so fast...how long was I asleep for? I wipe some drool off my chin and blush at Paul.

"Come on, you're so messy." He says, handing me a napkin.

"Thanks." I say, cleaning it. I stand up after some effort to go throw it away in the garbage. I toss it in the trash and look at George quickly before heading back - he's reading a book and tapping his foot slowly.

His eyes connect with mine suddenly and I quickly look away.

I sit back down with Paul, gripping my jacket sleeves and looking down bashfully. I can't help but look back once more at George before speaking to Paul.

He smirks at me and looks back at his book.

"You alright Carol?" Paul asks, causing me to look him. 

"Yeah. Just a little groggy, you know?" I laugh, rubbing my neck as Paul places his lips gently on mine. I open my eyes slightly as they part.

"Hope that helps." Paul says, crossing his legs as he grabs a magazine from below us. I look at him oddly and raise an eyebrow.

I look around and notice the train is still moving suddenly.

"I thought you said we were in Boston." I say, as Paul raises an eyebrow and looks up at me. 

"I just felt a little bored with no one to talk to." Paul chuckles as I open my mouth. "We're about an hour or so away." What nerve! I was sleeping quite nicely too. 

"Paul!" I say, as Paul's eyes look into mine.

"Yes, darling?" He smirks, his focus now entirely on me.

"Are you serious?" I look at him slightly disgusted and turn away from him. 

"Are you really upset?" 

"Of course I am. You just woke me up for your own selfish reasons." I look away from him and cross my arms slightly. I see Ringo and Maureen joking about something to themselves.

"Come on babe." 

Paul puts his hand on my shoulder quickly and turns me around.

"Paul, what are you-"

He kisses me quite hard and I'm taken aback. Paul's never given me a kiss like this and I pull away from him.

"Do you really think I want to kiss you?" I say, unfolding my arms and looking at him.

Paul smirks and places a hand in my hair. "I'm sorry."

I look away from him and nod. "Okay."

Paul moves his hand down to my neck and moves my hair back slightly.

"I love you, you know."

I look at Paul and smile slightly. "I know, you always tell me."

Paul laughs a little and moves his lips to my neck. I widen my eyes a bit and shiver under his touch.

"Paul, I don't think this is appropriate..."

"Everyone is pre occupied." Paul whispers, moving his fingers to my waist. I close my legs quickly and shut my eyes.

Paul stops for a minute and moves away to look at me. "Are you alright?"

I nod and let go of the breath that I've been holding. "I don't want to do this right now."

Paul nods and moves slightly away from me. "Okay, I won't do that again."

I look down at my feet and pull down my skirt. "I'm sorry."

Paul looks at me and smiles. "What for? It's alright. I'm just used to women who enjoy that kind of thing, you know. It's not your fault." Paul puts his hand over mine and rubs it with his thumb. I smile and rest my head on his shoulder.

"We can try that when we're in private." I whisper, causing Paul to breathe slightly heavier. I wonder if that did anything to him.

"Oh come on, love. You're such a tease." Paul says, kissing my head before I close my eyes and fall back asleep.

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Sorry if this chapter seems rushed. I felt bad not updating so here's a little story. I was wondering if the next chapter should be more sexual or not. Tell me what you think! And thanks again for reading. Sorry for the poor quality.