Two of Us (McLennon)

Part Eight - Disapproval

|I'm having writers block so I have no idea how good this will be|

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Part Eight - Disapproval

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The next day, John and Paul stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the house Paul grew up in. They had been invited by Jim McCartney himself. Jim had said he wanted to get to know John better, since John was so close to his precious son. Jim was very protective over his kids.

Paul knocked quietly on the door, and when it opened he jumped straight into his dad's arms. John rocked on his heels and let out a nervous breath. When the pair pulled apart, Jim stuck his hand out to John. John shook Jim's hand, Johns being much smaller and clammy than Jim's strong and steady one.

Jim invited the two inside, and they made their way to the living room. John and Paul sat next to each other on on the couch, leaving Jim to sit alone across from them in a chair. John tapped his foot anxiously and Paul put his hand on Johns knee gently.

"Stop tapping, would you?" Jim growled, making John freeze and Paul to wonder why his dad was acting this way. Paul hadn't ever seen his dad act like that, nor had he ever seen John so nervous.

"So John," Jim said as Mike joined them. "Tell me what you see happening when your band breaks up?"

"I-uh- I want to continue making music," John mumbled.

"Speak up next time son," Jim said, making Johns cheeks flush. Mike

snorted, making John shift uncomfortably in his seat.

"How's everything been with you two?"Jim continued. John perked up a bit.

"Better than ever, sir," John smiled and placed his hand on top of Paul's,which didn't go unnoticed by Jim. Paul cracked a small smile.

"Paul, I want to talk to you in the kitchen. Alone." Jim stood and helped Paul up. the two walked out of the room. Paul sighed softly.

"Is he gay?" Jim said abruptly, making Paul nearly choke.

"W-what? Dad no!" Paul lied.

"Youre a crap liar,son. I want you to stop seeing this boy. Drop out of the band and get a real job," Jim stated. Paul's face went quickly from nervousness to anger.

"The band is my entire life. As for John, I love him," Paul gave his father one last glare and stormed from the room. He yanked John up from the couch.

"We're going, now" Paul said, pulling John out the door and slamming it. John climbed into the drivers seat of their car, confused. Paul, in the passenger seat, crossed his arms. He was beginning to cry out of frustration, as he'd done many times before.

John twisted in his seat and cupped Paul's face in his hands, wiping away tears with his fingers.

"Hey, it's okay," When John saw the disbelieving look on Paul's face he added, "really, I promise. Its fine."

Though John was ultimately crushed. He'd been more nervous than he wished to be right in front of Paul's dad. Even worse was that Jim didn't approve of John.

"I just want to go home," Paul said softly.

"Okay." John kissed Paul sweetly and then ruffled his hair before setting off toward his own house.

|HAYYYYYY

but like this chapter.

Short, but meaningful. this will definitely come forth in the future...

-Jaden|