A/N - In this story I've made Jane the same as George cause if I kept the age difference between her and Paul the same she would be about 14/15 and that's ... well not legal 😂😂😂 so yeah now she is 18. And George goes a little crazy when he writes his love story.
Paul rushed through the pavements of London, he kept his head down and pushed past many passerbys.
He wasn't really sure where he was heading towards but he didn't want to be anywhere near that horrible John. Nor did he want to go near his friends, George and Ringo, that way he'd spare himself the embarrassment and confrontation.
Both of which he hated, especially in situations involving his late mother. After he began walking for a while his feet were sore so he decided it was best to make a final decision as to where he would be staying.
He had an idea but needed to drown his sorrows in alcohol it had just gone 1pm and considering the abuse he suffered it was acceptable.
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When the door to the shop shut, John ran up the stairs towards the break room.
Mimi set down her paper bag, sighed and followed him.
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To give John time to think and calm the fuck down Ringo and I wen- wait I'll write in a minute mummy says it's dinner time.
George and Ringo powerwalked in sync to the left desperately wanting to get away from the serious tension.
They both felt as if John would be following them so they just didn't want to say a word until they got back into Ringo's flat or Paul's depending on whether they felt like breaking in or not
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Upstairs, there was a large break room that was almost like a studio apartment. There was a large window revealing the skyline of London, and next to it were several chairs, and a few multi-coloured beanbags with a TV propped against a blank wall.
In another corner was a kitchen area with a counter and other basic appliances.
When Mimi made it upstairs she saw her nieces (John's half-sisters), Julia and Jackie, immersed in a serious game of cards that John was teaching them as of nothing had occurred downstairs.
"Girls." She said getting their attention. "Could you so me a favour and manage the shop floor for a little while."
"We're in the middle of a game and I'm about to win." Julia whined crossing her arms, her younger sister Jackie copying her actions.
"No you're not I am." John corrected chuckling ruffling her hair.
They stopped their bickering when Mimi gave them her signature stern look. The girls groaned and went downstairs.
Mimi stared at John, he could feel her piercing gaze but he chose to ignore it. After a few minutes he couldn't take it anymore and glanced up at her.
"Would you like to tell me what I walked into?"
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You should of had that dinner it was like the best. Mum ordered me and Harry pizza and Pete didn't get any for being bad and Louise didn't want some cause of this vegan th- Oh yeah shit I forgot.
It was now 6pm and the sun was setting creating a view that Paul absolutely adored. He looked out the window, sighed and a single tear streamed down his face.
He picked up his old guitar and strummed one of the very few chords he could remember playing three years ago when he was 16.
Oops! Well the evil red dragon seduced Paul and after they 'did it' Paul began to cry as he really wished he could be with John. But he didn't want to admit it.
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The Beatles Story #1: John and Paul (And...George)
Fanfiction"Are you going to stand there like a stupid maniac or are you going to hurry up and do something maniacally stupid?" and "Put shit in their un-shit to make it shittier than our shit." Are just two lines that describe the story in which George write...
