This Boy (Ringo Starr Fanfic)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Mistakes

~A/N: this is my own version of the Beatles so dates and ages will be off for a reason.~

*Paul's POV*

I walked out of Amelia's hospital room feeling guilty as shit.

"Well?" Ringo said as he ran up to me while I was shutting the door to her room.

"Uhm she still sorta thinks I'm her uh boyfriend." I awkwardly stood there seeing fire in Ringo's eyes.

"What do you mean?!" He was so frustrated and he ran into her room as I followed him in making sure he didn't do anything stupid.

"Amelia!-" he began to yell.

"-How are you doing darling!" I shouted to her covering up Ringo's anger.

"I'm good. Oh Ritchie isn't it marvelous I found out that Paul was my boyfriend. See true love never leaves the memory." She smiled.

I could literally feel Ringo's heart break. I looked as he tried holding back some tears.

"How are you feeling?" Ringo said.

"Uhm little confused still but definitely ready to go home already. Tomorrow morning they said I can go and I can't wait. One question though Paul dear?" She said

"Yes love?" I responded

"Do I live at your house or my house?" She asked confused.

"Your house." Ringo quickly responded.

"Oh. Well I have some more good news!" She said smiling her red lips and starring at me with her big blue eyes and her brown curly hair that framed her narrow face.

"What." I smiled back to lost in conversation to notice how much Ringo was steaming of jealousy

"I over heard my father say 'well I guess we will just have to put the wedding off until she recovers." She had a big smile that showed her lovely white teeth.

I was speechless I looked at Ringo. He shielded his eyes, turned around and walked out of the room.

"What's the matter with him?" She said with a frown.

"Tired. Probably tired from a long trip back from America still."

"Oh. Well... Aren't you excited! Now that I know when don't have to put of the wedding, right?!" She squealed.

"I think we should wait a little but longer just so we know your memory is okay and recovered okay?" I faintly smiled.

*knock knock*

George opened the door and said

"Mind if I interrupt?"

"No, she's all yours." I smiled at her and walked out of the room.

*George's POV*

Poor Ritchie. Seeing his girlfriend glued to Paul. She doesn't even recognize Ringo as anything, just another mate. Poor lad, crying outside.

"Hey. Mind if we talk?"

"Not at all... George right?"

"Yes." I smiled.

"I remember my dad saying how close we were. I sorta remember you, or at least more than John and Ritchie." She smirked.

"But not Paul?" I questioned

"I remember him perfectly." She said infatuated at the sound of 'Paul'

"Do you really?" I said suspicious.