Something In The Way She Moves (Beatles Fan Fiction)

If I Needed Someone

January, 1964

"So, how do you feel about Paris?"

"Paris? I don't know. It seems nice enough, good food, even better landmarks. Why the sudden interest?"

"Because, that's where we're going soon... And I was kind of hoping you would want to come with."

"Umm... I don't know, Paul, say I decide to go with you. When exactly do we leave?"

"Uhh.. Tuesday."

"Tuesday?"

"Tuesday."

"And, you realize today is Sunday, right? So that leaves only two
days to get ready." Tessa pointed out. She would love to get away from all the stress of the ballet school. Ever since auditions had started, Tessa worked nonstop and always had to make sure she was in top form. Auditioning wasn't just a one and done deal, there were several weeks where instructors would observe dancers even before the formal audition started. The whole process was exhausting, and Tessa would love for nothing more then to get away from it all. Unfortunately, there was no way she could just up and go to Paris without any repercussions.

"Of course I realize that." Paul said, sounding quite agitated. "Look, if you don't want to go, fine by me. I just thought I'd ask."

"I'm sorry, Paul its not that I don't want to go, it's just-"

"No. I get it." Paul cut in, anger laced in his tone. "I'll see you when we get back."

"Paul! Paul-" Tessa was cut off when Paul hung up the phone. She sighed, it wasn't that she was looking for an excuse not to be with Paul, it's just that she couldn't be absent from the school. Not now during the most important month of her ballet career, so far. She really wished he would understand that.

For the most part, Tessa really enjoyed being with Paul. He could be the most charming and friendly person when he wanted to be. Once their ban was over, Paul would call her almost everyday, and the two would spend hours talking nonsense on the phone. He even managed to sneak her out of the school and so they could meet up at a local cafe. For the most part, though, he kept her to himself. Tessa had yet to meet another Beatle since the first night.

Of course, the downside to their secret relationship was that they both lived extremely busy lives. This meant that it was impossible to find a time to get together that would work for both parties. A few times, Paul had shown up at the school, only to discover that Tessa was too busy with auditions to do anything else. She hoped Paul would understand that she was just as busy as he was, but he would always get especially upset when she used ballet as an excuse for not being available.

It was like, he didn't think what she did was as important as his music, just because she wasn't as famous as he was. It made sense, of course. Everyone she knew, even her family, put down her decision to further her ballet career instead of becoming a conventional housewife. Why would Paul be any different. He was a young, successful male, who grew up with a traditional family. It shouldn't have shocked her to know that he had set beliefs on what a woman's role was. Still, it would be nice if someone other than the people at the school unconditionally supported her dreams.

Not that she needed it. But it would be nice.

"Bastard!" Tessa shouted into the receiver and made sure to give it the nastiest look possible.

"Woah, who crapped in your coffee?"

Tessa whipped her head around to discover Franny standing in the doorway of the room. Her hands were up, and she had a look of surprise on her face.