Hello, goodbye

Don't bother me

I tossed and turned all night. When George kissed me, I pushed him off. It wasn't that I didn't want to kiss him, it's just I'm having very conflicted emotions right now. On one hand, I was in love completely with George, but on the other, I felt a connection with Paul. I couldn't really compare the feelings, because they see so different and special in their own ways.
"Hey Paul, wake up," I urged, and he tossed a bit before sitting up.
"Rose?" He asked warily, and I got in next to him.
"Hey, I'm really sorry. I just wanted to tell you something," I said, and he sat up and switched on the lamp next to him. He patted the bed for me to sit, so I did. His hair was all crazy, and it made him look a bit rough and sexy, but I couldn't think about that right now.
"What do you want to speak about?" He asked, and I bit my lip and looked down.
"I just need to know. Earlier, when you were singing to me, were you going to kiss me?" He took a deep breath and sized me up with his eyes.
"Um, yes, actually," he said nervously, and I found myself smiling.
"Why didn't you?" I asked slowly, and he sighed.
"I was nervous, and you pulled away," he said casually, and I nodded. I suddenly got up and slowly walked towards him and sat closer to him, running my hands through his hair and gazing into his eyes. I began to lean in when he pulled away.
"I can't do this," he said, and I sighed.
"Well why not?" I poured, he obviously wanted to. I could see the lust in his eyes.
"I saw you and George earlier. How can you be so cruel as to kiss me best mate and then try to kiss me? I can't move in on me mate's girl like that!" He said, and I laughed under my breath.
"I'm not George's girl! He knocked on the door and when I opened it he kissed me. I then pushed him off, so we aren't doing anything wrong," I explained, but he still shook his head.
"Rose, I don't think you're a bad person, but you've got to stop doing this! You're playing with my heart and George's! I just can't do this. Can we just be friends?" He asked, and I nodded. I had known what I was doing.
"Of course, I'm just- I'm so sorry truly. I have been toying with both of you. I'm going to go to bed now, goodnight, Paul," I said, and retreated into my room, getting the first good night's sleep in a while.
The next day, Paul woke me up and told me that we were going to do something with the boys today since they had a day off. I was a bit hesitant to see Paul, John, and George all at the same time. Me and Paul were cool, but what if the others didn't like me?
(TIMELINE IS ABOUT TO BE SCREWED UP DEAL WITH IT)
     The boys seemed a bit uncomfortable at first, but once we got to talking, they were fine. We hung out at John's house for a bit, and after a few drinks he pulled out a guitar. He began to strum a few notes and I automatically knew the song, my mom used to love it.
     He opened his mouth to sing but I cut him off before he could.
"If I fell in love with you,
Would you promise to be true
And help me understand
Because I've been in love before-"
     I stopped once I noticed all four boys staring wide-eyed at me. The feeling of carefreeness from before was gone.
    "What the hell?" John asked, not angrily, but questioningly.
     "Were those the lyrics, John?" George asked, and John just shook his head while staring at me all the while. I grew quickly uncomfortable as I realized the mistake I had made: there was no way I was supposed to know those lyrics.
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Eww, crummy chapter😫 but I'm working on my other book and I love it so I'm sorry if this is rushed!