I had a wonderful sleep that night, with dreams of the warm sand under my bare feet and, playing volley ball with all the lads.
I woke up the next morning with the souds of birds chirping, and......a loud banging at my door.
Groggily I sat up and rubbed my eyes.
What in the world was so important for somebody to wake me up like this on a perfect day!
"I'm comin, I'm comin" I wrapped my robe around me quickly, and shuffled my feet into my little bunny slippers.
I rolled my eyes as I opened the door to see Paul standing there with his hands up above his head and made a very serious, but also goofy face.
"I should have known." I sighed with a smirk.
"Dun dun daaaa."
I scrunched up my nose trying my hardest to keep a straight face, but I ended up bursting out with fits of laughter as always.
"Ha ha ha, gotcha again!"
Paul stepped inside, and went straight to the refrigerator.
"Why can't I ever just NOT laugh at you!"
He poked his head around the corner of the bar.
"Because I'm just to adorable to not laugh at,duh!"
I sat down on the couch as Paul brought out a whole bunch of random items from the refrigerator.
I stood up and leaned over the edge of the bar.
"What do you need ham, cottage cheese, pickles, and one slice of toast for?"
I glanced at the items suspiciously.
Suddenly he popped up and threw all the things on the bar, making a loud clatter, also causing me to jolt.
"Welcome one and all to cooking with Paul."
Slowly he placed a chef's hat on his head and smiled at me with a confident smirk.
Oh this is going to go terribly. I said to myself as I sat down and began to laugh histairically at Paul's appearance.
"Alright chef Paul let's see what you know."
He threw his head back and gave out a laugh.
"Oh darling, darling, darling, I know everything!"
He pointed to himself acting very girlie.
"Today we will be making my specialty."
Paul waved his hands over the foods that lay on the bar.
"The Only thing George won't eat."
I rolled off the couch into the floor in more and more fits of laughter.
Paul tried to keep a straight face but ended up loosing it.
We both lay in the floor our stomachs aching from laughter.
"You're insane!"
He rolled around in the floor giggling like a teenage girl.
"I know! I know! It hurts, just kill me now!"
He grabbed his stomach and tried to stand up leaning against the wall.
I managed to pull myself up on the couch and calm down.
Paul stood there still laughing his head off.
"Okay out! I can't take it anymore!"
Paul breathed heavily as he calmed himself.
"No, no, wait I'm- I think I'm okay now."
He let out a whoo as he sat beside me.
He turned to me and smiled.
I sat there keeping a straight face.
"Ahh, you know you love me! Come on smiiiile!"
I forced the sides of my mouth to stay as Paul made adorable faces I coudnt resist.
"You're not funny."
Paul suddenly stopped making faces and walked off to the kitchen.
I watched him as he spread the cottage cheese on the bread.
Then he lay the ham on top of that , and pickles on top of that.
I stared deeply confused.
Did I hurt his feelings?
It was only a joke.
Paul never broke down over a joke, he usually just made fun of whatever you just said.
I watched intrueged.
Finally he picked it up and did something absolutely hilarious.
He dumpt the toast into the trash and saluted.
"If George won't eat this nobody will."
I dont know why I thought it so funny, but I burst out in laughter.
"Ha! So you do think I'm funny! See I knew you would laugh if I did something so stupid, and what did you do? You laughed."
I put my hands up in surrender.
"Okay! Okay! I admit you're funnier than all you knuckle heads combined!"
Oh this trip was going to be a blast!
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Here Comes The Sun: Book 2 (Under Editing)
FanfictionClaire has chosen!!! Her and George are happily ever after❤ but what happens when parents get involved? And will the fame of the Beatles change anything between George and Claire? So....are they really happily ever after? *BEING EDITED*