BOOK 3: I Need You

Chapter 3

We got out of the door just as the car came to a screeching halt. The man jumped out and went over to George, who was getting up.

"Are you okay kid?" The man asked.

George rubbed his head. "Yeah, i guess, a bit dizzy. Me head 'urts too." 

"Well at least your not hurt!" Ringo exclaimed.

I looked down the road. "Where did she go?" I asked.

"I don't know, i hit the ground hard."

"Get used to it George, you'll hurt your self worse...one day." i said. Recaling from a scene from HELP!

"Let him lay down. I better get my car out of the road." The man said. "Take care kids." He smiled and waved goodbye.

"Where you goin' anyways George?" Ringo asked.

"I was goin' for a walk. Then thought id stop by to see Paul."

"Hes resting right now, and not in a good state." i said.

"Is he okay?"

"He had a bit of a scare...or something." Ringo said.

"Whats wrong now?" My mom came out her bedroom.

"George just was being shoved around." i said.

"Im fine." George said. Ringo pushed him down.

"You'll stay till you recover."

"Rings, id rather recover at home. 'sides im fine now." He stood up. "See!"

I giggled. "Okay see you George."

"Its getting dark anyways." My mother said.

"Yeah, okay see you."

We waved him away.

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After a late dinner me and Ringo reclined. 

"Ringo is Paul going to be okay?" I asked,

"Yeah, hes sleeping. Hogging the whole bed." he frowned.

"THat can happen." I started to brush my teeth.

"I think im just gonna go to sleep. So i don't catch anything again."

 "Are you still sick?"

"Yeah."

"I hope i didn't catch it last night." I sighed.

Ringo shook his head. "No." He shut the bathroom door behind him.

I got into my own bed and curled up. Looking at the door, as moon light streamed through. 

Beatles! I thought and took out my ipod and put it on. I havent listened to Beatles, for a while. I hear Paul al the time anyways. But... My thoughts trailed away and i fell asleep to John singing If I Fell.

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 I woke up and squinted my eyes. They came into focus and Ringo was looking at my Ipod, he looked deep in thought. I sat up quickly and took it from him.

"What song was that?" He smiled.

"What song?"

"On your player." He said and pointed at it.

"Oh, uh." I looked at the song. "That'll Be the Day. You should of known that Ringo."

"Oh right, i havent heard that in a long time. Well, i haven't heard any songs."

"Ringo you do know your a head..." I asked.

"No im behind. All these people keep talking about these knew artist i don't know!"

"Me nither! Your from the 50s. Be happy. Im stuck in this place."

"Whats wrong with this place? I like it."

I looked up at him and sighed.

"You don't understand do you?"

He looked at me. "No."

"Your..." I paused and looked in my door way.

"Hey Paul your awake huh?" Ringo said.

Paul nodded slightly, his eyes were locked on me. 

"Come 'ere." I said and patted the side of my bed.

Paul didn't move, his eyes were still on me.

"Paul please, stop." I said and laughed.

He didn't.

"Paul." RIngo stood up and Paul's eyes immediately followed Ringo's walk. "What?"

Paul still stared at him. Ringo squeezed by him, Paul still watching him.

I stood up and walked over to follow Ringo. Paul looked at me this time.

I turned to him. "Paul why don't you do something." I straightened his caller and started to walk. He grabbed my arm.

"What now?" I sighed.

Paul still stared at me. His face now expressed fear, his eyes showed it too.

"Come on then." I said pulling him. He wouldn't let me move, nor let me go. 

"Paul please!" I said struggling to get out. 

"RINGO!" I shouted. Ringo came rushing upstairs.

"Paul wont let go of me." I said. Paul's eyes moved to Ringo then back to me. 

"Let go of her." RIngo said.

Nothing.

"Paul LET GO OF HER!" Ringo shouted and finally pried his hands off my arm. 

I stepped away from them and stared at Paul, with confusion. 

"Wake up!" Ringo grabbed his arms and shook him.

Paul struggled to get out of Ringo's hold but he kept it tight. Paul seemed like he was about to say something but he just bent his head. 

Ringo lifted his head up. Paul tried to push it down. His eyes looked teary now. His hazel puppy dog eyes stared into Ringo's blue ones. Then he leaned in and hugged Ringo. It looked like he whispered something into Ringo's ear, then he pushed off and went into RIngo's room, slamming it shut.

Ringo went over to me and took my hand. "Lets go down and eat."

I followed him, then at the bottom of the stairs he turned to me.

"What?" I asked.

"Come outside." He whispered.

We went out to the back patio and sat on the bench.

"Well?What is it?" I asked.

"Paul told me something." He said.

"How? Last night?"

"No just now. He didn't talk to me at all last night! just mumbled words i couldn't hear."

"well what he say?" I asked eagerly.

"When he hugged me, i was surprised," He laughed. "then he whispered something to me."

"I thought he did, what was it?"

"It was just 'help me.' Then he pushed away from me and walked into...well you saw that." 

I looked at the tree in the middle of the yard. 'Help me'?