✔ CHURCH BOYS ⇢ MCHARRISON/LENNSTARR

SEVENTEEN

George's POV

"W-what?"

"I said bullshit. You're alright?" I laughed quietly to himself.

"Um, we're going to leave you two alone..." John says, calmly, walking out of the bathroom along with Ringo.

"George-"

"Why?" I interrupt.

"What?"

"Why did you do this? How could you do this?"

"Life's just... Life's just hard now." Paul mutters. My angered expression softens.

"What do you mean?" I lean against the wall beside him and take his hand.

"Well, school life isn't the best. And home life? Far worse."

"What do you mean?" I was still in the dark, and enormously worried.

"People have hurt me, George." Paul whispers, sadly.

"Have I?"

"Kind of." He sighs, tightening his grip on my hand.

"Oh. I'm sorry."

"No, it's fine. You didn't mean to. I'm sure of it."

"I'm worried about you, do you know that?"

"And I'm worried about you, too." Paul responds, catching me off guard. But, I managed to ignore that.

"How long have you been downing booze?"

"Just started."

"Well, you just stopped. Congratulations."

Paul smiled and laughed a bit. It wasn't intentional but hearing him laugh again was great. I wrapped an arm around him and he leaned against me.

"I look like a mess, don't I?" He chuckles.

"Honest?"

"Yes."

"You do."

"I thought so. I feel like a mess. I regretted drinking as soon as I started."

"Then, why did you continue?"

"It's a way to forget the shit that goes on... you know?"

"No. I don't know." I respond, frowning.

"It's like that weird Dr. Who mind erase-y thingy. Except, you don't get drunk from interstellar gadgets, do you. And the problem with booze is, it's not permanent. There's a point where you wake up, a mess on the floor, and you remember. Then, you have to start all over again." I watched as his face fell.

"I'm sorry you feel that way. But you don't have to do this. You...You have me. That-That's nice." I smile.

Paul looks up at me, an unreadable expression on his face.

"It is."

"Can I like...fix you somehow? I don't really know how this works."

"I'm afraid it's not that easy.

"Can I at least try?" I ask.

"Go ahead."

"How did I hurt you?"

"Not in any way you would intend. You know that night you kissed me?" Paul asks.

"Yeah. How could I forget?"

"You said it was a mistake."

"But I thought you agre-"

"Well, I didn't."

"What are you saying?"

"I...I like you."

"...Me too."

"Wh-What?"

"I know it's illegal but, me too." I smile.

Paul stares at me in complete and utter silence and then begins to lean in. He lets his lips brush against mine, practically kissing me.

"That's wonderful."

~*~

Short but okay!

PLOT SOON

I SWEARRRRRRR

Yes, there is more plot

Yay...

But it is going to be very very interesting. George's nightmare and fears will be explained. Or at least, I hope it will be interesting.