You had just finished a phone call and finished all the paperwork. You thought you would go and listen to the guys play for a little while before the end of the day.
You open the door to the studio sound box and pull up a chair beside George.
"How's it going?" You say to him.
"Pretty good, I think we're going to do our last take for If I Fell for today. YOU ALL READY BOYS?"
They all put up their thumbs and begin to play,
If I fell in love with you, would you promise to be true.
And help me, understand.
Because I've been in love before and I found that love was more than just, holding hands.
If I give my heart to you i must be sure from the very start that you, would love me more than her.
You tap your foot to the beat. Paul looks up to the sound box briefly and double takes when he notices you there and grins. You feel your cheeks get hot again. You glance at George hoping he didn't notice Paul looking at you. Good thing he was ajusting the equipment. You watch Paul the rest of the time and it dawns on you how perfect he actually was; his voice, his body, the way he stood, his eyes, nose, lips, hair.. Everything. Not to mention his humour and how much he cared about people.
You were so caught up in this that you didn't even notice when the stopped.
"THAT'S A WRAP FOR TODAY GUYS!"
Looking quite tired they walk up the stairs; except for Paul who was still down there. He took his jacket off and motions for you to come down and your heart pounds a bit faster. You tell the other guys good job.
"Oh! An don't forget that tomorrow night is the christmas concert and party. So dress nice and don't forget your dates." You tell them.
"Oh yeah, I think I was just going to leave Maureen at home." Says Ringo sarcastically and winks.
"Well sorry, but you never know." You
Wink back.
They say goodbye and walk out with George. You finally walk down the steps to see Paul.
"Hi, love." He says smiling.
"Hi!" You say. "Don't you want to go home too?"
"Well, yeah. But I've sort of got a new song that umm.. Well it came to me in my sleep a few nights ago and I haven't shown anyone yet. I want to show you because I know you'll tell me the truth about what you think. Do you mind?"
"No, not at all! I would love to hear it" the corners of your lips lift and he blushes. "Alright"
He passes you a stool and grabs one for himself. The he gets out his accousic guitar, sets it on his lap and rolls up his sleeves. He clears his throat and you think you might have stopped breathing when he begins to play.
Yesterday, all my trouble seemed so far away.
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
Oh I believe in yesterday.
Suddenly, I'm not half them man I used to be.
There's a shadow hanging over me.
Yesterday came suddenly.
His voice was so soft and guitar picking was so smooth and it all went together perfectly. The song was beautiful.
Why she, had to go I don't know she wouldn't say.
I said, something wrong now I long for yesterday.
You look into his eyes with your tear filled ones and he asks, "What do you think?"
"Paul, that is the most beautiful song I have ever heard in my life."
"Really?"
"Have I ever lied to you?" You say.
He smiles "Nope."
You get lost in his eyes for a minute then snap out of it.
"I guess I should probably go home. Who are you going to be bringing to the party?"
"Well, I was sort of hoping.. You?"
"What?" Your eyes are probably as big as bowling balls.
"Would you be my date, Valerie?"
"Do you know what the press would think about a band mate with his manager?!" You say laughing a bit.
"I don't care what the press says. I don't want to go with anyone else except you." He steps a bit closer.
Your breathing hitches.
"Well, alright Mr McCartney." You have to admit, you did really want to go with him and it was hard to hold in your excitement.
"See you tomorrow then." He leans in and whispers. Ha pauses for a moment before holding under your chin and kisses you cheek briefly.
