I Saw Her Standing There

Paul Makes His Move

Paul's P.O.V.

"Hi..." I said to the cute waitress.

"Hello, Mr. Mc.. Erm. I mean Paul." She said correcting herself. It was cute and I chuckled a bit.

"Um I was curious, are you seeing anyone?" I asked

"No. May I ask why?" She seemed skeptical.

"I was wondering if you would like to-" John walked over cutting me off.

"Paulie! How is it going over here?" God why did he always butt in?

"John, go the bloody hell away. We're talking right now." I was irritated. He walked back to the door winking at me.

"So, as I was saying. Would you like to get lunch with me?" She going to say no..

"I would love to Paul. When and where?" She grinned ear to ear.

"Um.. I didn't think I'd get this far," I chuckled, "Are you free next Thursday?"

"Absolutely! I have a great little café in mind if that's fine with you." She was beautiful and I'd go anywhere with her.

"Sure! That would be absolutely fantastic! Would you like to meet somewhere or you can tell me where you live and I can pick you up." Did that come out creepy?

"Would you like to just meet outside of here?" She asked sweetly.

"Sure! I'll see you Thursday at?" What time sounds reasonable "Does eleven sound good?"

"Sounds swell! But at the moment I have to get back to work. I'll see you then!" She gave me a heart stopping smile. I gave her the smile I use to charm all the girls and she blushed a little and we both walked off.

John's P.O.V.

Paul walked out with his stupid puppy love grin on his face. He really liked this chick. Well, good for him. She doesn't need someone like me anyway. Her and Paulie would be great together... I better be the best man at their bloody wedding! They'll make it. I feel like they'll hit it off greatly.

"'Bout bloody time lad!" I told him.

"What took you so long?" Ringo questioned him. Ah the boys are clueless and I love a good interrogation.

"Oh, mind your business, Ringo. Paul, I noticed you talking to the cute waitress. When are you seeing her again?" George wasn't as clueless as I suspected.

Paul got really red before saying sheepishly "Thursday. At eleven" he glanced at his shoes trying to hide his face from us.

"Awh! Paulie has a crush!!" I pinched his cheek.

"Shut your bloody mouth John!" His blush got worse as he stormed forward towards the hotel as the rest of us followed.