Let Me Go

Chapter 1

Third Person’s POV:

She waited patiently for him to arrive. She knew he would, he always does at this time of night after shows. She puffed the smoke out from her mouth and put it out as she saw him walk in.

There he was.

Paul McCartney.

He sat in the seat he always sits in, which she made sure was right next to hers. She met his glance and he smiled. She smiled back and winked saying “Hello, my name is Lauren.”

“Paul,” he said, smiling back. I already know who you are… she thought. “Can I buy you a drink?” he asked. She nodded happily as he bought them a drink.

She looked at the time and said “I really must be going.” As she got up, she handed a note to Paul and said “Meet me at my place this Saturday, we can have some more fun there.”

He nodded and replied “I’ll be there.” She smiled and left a kiss on his cheek, but then leaving several more and ending up on his lips. He smiled and said “I have a feeling I know what’s going on Saturday.” As she walked out she thought Oh Paul, how little you actually know.

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The next day, different bar. She waited for another guy. She knew he would show up, sooner or later. She saw him having an argument earlier, and he always come here to cool off after an argument. She knew she was right as soon as he walked in.

He sat a few seat away from her. Dammit, she thought. He has to get a little closer. As a waiter passed with a plate of drinks, she knew what to do. As soon as the waiter was by him, she threw something under the waiter’s feet. Her plan backfired when the plate went flying at her and not on top of the man.

Seconds later, she was covered head to toe in alcohol. She let out a little scream and got the man’s attention. Maybe this would work out. The waiter got up and started yelling at the man. “Why’d you trip me?!” he yelled.

“I didn’t you clumsy bastard! You tripped and got beer all over this lovely lady!” He yelled back, throwing a wink at her. She acted mad, crossing her arms. The waiter got up and apologized to her. After he left, he went up to her. “Rough night eh?” he asked with a laugh.

“Says the one who tripped him in the first place!” she shot back, trying to dry off her dress.

“I swear I didn’t! I don’t think I got your name.”

“I didn’t give it to you.”

“Funny. What is it? Pretty girl like you must have a lovely name.”

She blushed and replied “It’s Devin.”

“I was right. Mine’s John.”

They talked throughout the night and at the end she looked at her watch. “I really must be going, but I’d like to see you again sometime! I’ll give you my address, would you like to come over Saturday?” she asked.

John, had taking a liking to this girl, replied “I’d love to.” She smiled and scribbled the address down on the napkin. As she left, she blew him a kiss and winked at him.

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The next night – yet another bar. She was getting sick of drinking. Yet she waited for another guy to arrive. Once he did, he headed to get a drink right away. He didn’t look in the mood for talking. Well to bad so sad, I’ll get him to talk. She tapped on his shoulder. “Excuse me, I’d like to buy a drink.” She said to a man behind her. She knew this man actually, he was a complete arsehole. He pushed her and said “Fuck off child.”

The man in front of her, the man she was waiting for, turned around and said “Why don’t you leave the girl alone?”

“Just stay out of this, it’s not your conversation.”

He turned back to the girl. “Go somewhere else and get a drink,” he told her.

“I like buying here, thank you very much.”

“Too bad, go.” He pushed her towards the door.

As she headed towards it, the kinder guy said “Come over here, I’ll buy you a drink.” She looked from him to the door and went to him after waiting long enough to make him think she was debating over something. He bought her a regular beer and said “Can you believe that guy?”

They ended up talking the entire night. She invited him over and he said “I don’t think I caught your name, what would it be?”

“My name is Jamie.”

“I’m George.”

As she said goodbye, she gave him a hug and thanked him for the drink, then gave him a kiss to seal the deal.

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Saturday afternoon. She was waiting at the park actually, she needed one last man to fill the puzzle. She saw him walking past the park. He was in full disguise but she could see right through it. She ran up to him and asked “Excuse me sir, sorry to bother you, but have you seen a little white dog pass by?”

He thought about it for a second then shook his head. “Sorry no, but I’d be happy to help you look.”

She smiled. “Splendid! He disappeared near my house, could you help me start there?” He nodded and they headed to her car. As he climbed in the passenger seat, he started to ask something but didn’t finish, for she jabbed his pressure point and he fell down in his seat. “Sorry Ringo,” she said to his sleeping form. “This might be the last sunlight you see. You’ll be very familiar with my basement however.”

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Okay guys' this is my new story. I got an idea for it in the middle of the night. Warning - Beatles In Peril. So yeah, hope you enjoyed the first chapter! More to come!