McLennon Mini Stories

At The Park...

Paul's P.O.V

I awoke to the sound of my father banging loudly on my door. "Get up, Paul! Otherwise you'd be late to school." He leaves right after saying that, probably going to drink himself away again. You see, things haven't been the same since my mom passed away. Dad's usually at the pub, flirting with the girls, drunk off his ass. I hate the way he smells of liquor when he comes home, the way his collar is slightly unbuttoned. Nothing is the same anymore. Mom's gone, dad's a drunk, and I'm all alone.

My friends have been trying to comfort me, but there's no use. I'm always sad and I'm slowly drifting away from my friends. Mike's been a good help though, even if he's grieving like me. Brothers stick together, no matter what. George is always sympathetically smiling at me during band practice, Pete pats me on the back, but John...I don't even know anymore. John gets so irritated whenever I'm not paying attention to what he's saying. He understands I'm still grieving over my mother's death, but he's just..so...complicated. I sigh, leaving my house. Mike doesn't have any school today, the lucky bastard. But hey, who says I can't skip school?

I make my way to the park, making sure there's no policemen to tell me to get my arse to school. I walk to the top of the small hill, and lean against the old oak tree. I light a cigarette and close my eyes as I take the first breath in. "Skipping school now, are we?" My eyes burst open and I check my surroundings to see where the voice was. No point in asking who since I already knew it was John. He was also leaning against the tree and looking at me, smirking. I lean my head back and close my eyes again. "Leave me alone, John. This my private time." I heard him giggle. I opened one of my eyes to look at him with a "what?" look on my face. "Are you sure this is your private time? Not when your at home moaning my name out?" My eyes widen and I say "WHAT THE HELL, JOHN! ARE YOU SPYING ON ME?!" I completely burst out on him. I notice him flinch a little, so I calm down a little. "wHAT?! NO! WHAT THE HELL PAUL! Your dad and brother weren't home, the door was unlocked so I let myself in. I heard a noise come from upstairs so, I quietly walked up the stairs and I heard it coming from your room." He says. I shut my eyes in frustration. I lean back on the tree and fall down to the grass. I hug my legs and tear up a little. John sits down beside me and hugs me, which is very comforting. I look up again and we lock eyes. We lean in and kiss. And fireworks are going off everywhere. He pulls away, sadly, and looks at me with a bit of shock. "Well that was..." "Great." I finish for him. He nods and I put my head on my shoulder.

"Hey, Paulie?"

"Yeah?"

"How are we suppose to tell the guys?"

THE END.

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A/N: so I have finally gotten the motivation to update! Anyways, BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEORGE! Wish you were still here 😭. Thanks for reading this chapter and I hope you can bear with me for the rest. Byeeeee!