Paul's povAn or two had passed from when I had woken up from my sleep. I had started and almost finished the song I was working on. Normally writing a song and melody would take over a day or two but it just seemed to come naturally to me today. The dream as sorted most of it for me.
In about 10-20 minutes John and ringo would be here, all three of us being joined by George and Brian in about an hour aswell. Perhaps we would just go over the treatment I had to do and possibly my new song rather than the reason I was in the hospital in the first place. Ringo wouldn't push to talk about it, I know that for sure. John however...
Maybe he would even yell at me. I mean with his short temper and the fact I full on deserted him in strawberry fields it wouldn't even be a supprise of he was mad. Although he did try and see me in the hospital. I guess I'll have to wait and see.
I wasn't too nervous though, I mean I was definitely nervous. But the excitement of wanting to show John my new song overshadowed any nerves in the I had completely. I could do this.
A few minutes past before I heard a knock on the door. A pang of nerves hit me in the chest but I only stood up and straightend my clothes before making my way to the front door, note book in hand."Paul! We were so nervous! Are you OK?"
Ringos worried voice was the first thing I heard as I opened the door. He was stood besides John wearing a similar outfit of jeans and a casual shirt. I was dressed in a long sleeved denim button-down and denim pants (because people got away with that shit in the 60s).
"yeah, yeah. 'm fine. I just need to rest."
I said casually, briefly fidgeting with the binding of my notebook before opening the door wider to let them both in. I followed them into the spacious living room and sat alone on the large armchair besides the window. The other two took a seat on the couch.
"I wrote a new song John. Do you wanna help out with finishing it?"
John hadn't spoken at all yet at all, I mean he didn't have much reason to until now but he didn't even mutter a hello.
"nah, it's your song."
He said simply, flipping the TV channel to some comedy skit. He didn't seem to take much notice of me, though he didn't look angry.
"so what did the hospital say paulie?"
Ringo asked, obviously trying to spark up some convocation between us seeing as John wasn't really in the talking mood.
Should I tell him about the feeding tube? I mean if I did there's always the possibility that he would make me use it." um, nothing out of the ordinary. I have to meet with a dietician to make sure I'm eating the right stuff and I need to rest and all that shit, y'know. But what have I missed? I haven't seen any of you in a while."
Ringos pov
*20 minutes earlier*
"so, how did Paul react to the letters?"
I asked John as he drove. Trying my best to start some sort of conversation with him. He hadn't spoken much since Paul was hospitalised and to be fair, he did promise tell me how it went. But seeing as he hasn't told me anything yet, I doubt it worked out.
"He ran away from me."
John mumbled, his fingers tapping a beat onto the stirring wheel as he waited for the light to turn green. I couldn't think of what to say to him, his voice had near to no expression and I got the impression he didn't want to talk about it right now.
"well, do you want to go over what happened maybe? In more detail?"
I asked as Paul's house came into view. From my understanding he was home alone at the moment. And I know that because John got pissed at Brian when he found out he had left him to his own devices.
John didn't answer me, he focused solely on the road even though it was unlikely that he was going to crash ten meters away from Paul's house."look, come around to mine tonight, John. I'll get some beer and you can't just rant about it to me. Sound good?"
I asked as the car came to a stop. John didn't move for a few seconds before speaking.
"yeah. Yeah, that sounds good."
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paper crown (been rewritten better under the name "Wonderwall - mclennon")
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