Jump: A Beatles Fan-Fiction

Chapter 7: December 6th, 1963, 1:00AM || London, England

"Next Jump in 37 Hours"

By the time George and I were done outside, it had gotten very late. We walked back inside, holding hands, and tried to find Paul, John, and Ringo.

There were only a few people left, and almost everyone was either hammered or passed out. Luckily, we found John, who was sort of an angry drunk, just like George had told me. Cynthia was with him too.

Cynthia walked up to George, "This was a blast, but John and I should get going," she sighed at the stumbling and yelling mess that was one-quarter of The Beatles.

"No! I wanna stay here, it's fun Cyn, so much fun! We need to stay!" John slurred.

"Now, now, c'mon John, we can have fun at home," she smiled and waved at us as she led John up the stairs, and out of sight.

George and I looked at each other and laughed.

Ringo was looking a little better, he was still kind of stumbling, and so was his girlfriend. He walked towards us and said, "Goodbye mates! See you tomorrow," then he laughed and tripped out the door.

I scanned the room for Paul, but couldn't find him. "George, do you see Paul anywhere?" I asked.

"No, he must've left or--"

George was cut off by the sound of pounding footsteps, and a booming, "I'll kill you!" from the back room. The curtain, meant to be a door for said room, was thrown open to reveal Paul, running like his life depended on it.

George and I watched Paul sprint out of the room yelling, "I didn't know, honest, I'm sorry!" as he neared us he shouted again, this time at us, "Run!"

It was then that a burly man emerged from the curtain. He looked almost like a greaser with a black leather jacket and slicked down hair.

"I mean it ye git! You're a dead man!" the large man shouted.

George and I took one look at each other, and broke into a run, following Paul. I picked up my dress with one hand, and held George's in the other. I had absolutely no idea how to navigate the streets of London, especially in the dark.

I looked ahead at Paul as he turned a corner, and then looked back at the man chasing us. He was starting to gain on us. I ran as fast as my incredibly out-of-shape legs would carry me.

George and I then turned the corner and saw Paul jump onto a double decker bus. We followed, and the bus doors shut right as the burly man got up to the stop. He shouted, and then gave us the finger, but we were safe.

Paul gave the driver some money, and we all went to find a seat. We were still panting when we sat down.

Paul turned to us, taking deep breaths between words and said, "We made the bus,"

"In seconds flat," I smiled. These jokes would never get old.

"What did you do Paul?" George said in an exasperated tone.

"Well I went off with a girl for a little, er-- alone time in the back room this evening, when that man came in and saw me with her. He claimed that she was his boyfriend, then had some words with me, so I ran. How was I to know that she had a boyfriend? She didn't tell me!" Paul sulked.

"Well maybe you'd better check next time!" George scolded.

This was all very entertaining, but I still didn't know what we were going to do next. "Hey, guys, where am I staying tonight?" I asked.

"You can just stay with me, Penny. Your things are at my place. I'll sleep on the couch, and you can have the bed," Paul said.

"No, it's alright I can sleep on the couch," I insisted.

"You're my guest, you sleep in the bed!" Paul was persistent.

"Um, guys? I have an extra bed over at my place," George chimed in.

Paul raised his eyebrow questioningly.

"Well, if that's okay with you Penny," Paul started, "George and I are in the same building, you can come pick up your clothes and go over to his place if you want,"

"Okay," I said. I really liked the idea of staying with George. After tonight I just wanted to spend as much time with him as possible until I had to go.

The bus let us off at Paul's place. We climbed up the stairs, and Paul tripped on a few. He must've had a few more drinks than I thought. I followed him to his apartment as George walked to his own.

As soon as Paul shut the door, he turned to me and gave me a knowing look, "Alright, spill it,"

I felt my stomach drop. Did he know that I was faking amnesia? Had I given something away? I tried to play it cool (but not very successfully, as my voice was shaking) and said, "What are you talking about?"

"You know," he spoke in an accusing tone.

"Paul I'm--"

Thankfully Paul cut me off in the middle of an apology and a confession, "Don't think I didn't see you and George holding hands," he laughed.

I let out a breath, "Oh! Oh, that, yeah, erm..." I trailed off.

"Man, George, getting it on with the sick girl," he joked.

"Hey we didn't get it on!" I smacked him on the shoulder. Paul burst into a fit of giggles.

"Oh, c'mon I'm sure you got some action," he snickered.

I blushed deeply, "Well, we sorta, you know, kissed... but nothing else," I mumbled, and quickly scooped up my pants and shirt.

"I knew it!" Paul nearly shouted. He was just as bad as my mother.

I looked at the floor, "Penny, you're okay with it and everything right? You know if you aren't comfortable with George, you can stay with me," he said in a caring tone.

"No, no, I like George, a lot actually, but I guess I have another life. You know, amnesia? I don't think it'll work out," I said sadly.

"Well I can tell he likes you. I caught him looking at you all dreamy-eyed several times today. And I saw you two dancing at the party. Just stay positive, and maybe something good can come of it," he winked.

"You really think he likes me?" I ask as I walk towards the door.

"Oh, honey, I know he does, we've been friends for ages," he said, opening the door.

"And I also happen to know that Mr. Harrison does not have a spare bed in his flat," he smiled fiendishly.

I couldn't see my face at that moment, but I assumed that it was something like a deer-in-the-headlights look.

"Sleep well darling!" Paul sang as he slammed a door in my face for the second time that day.

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Hello readers! Sorry it took so long to update, I've been having kind of a crazy week. I hope you guys like this chapter. I have a lot of awesome ideas for how the rest of my story is going to go, and I'm working on outlining them, but I haven't written it all out yet. I want to give a huge thank you to those that read, comment, and vote on my chapters, it really means a lot that you guys take time out of your days to read my silly little story :P Alright, you've suffered through enough of my rambling, I hope you all have a lovely day!