She Said She Loves You (Beatles AU fanfic)

Chapter 11

John's pov

I saw her snogging with Starkey. I'm not going to deny it. I couldn't blame her. She was scared of me. I just came and sat by her, putting an arm around her shoulder. She tensed up. "I'm not going to hit you, love," I told her. She relaxed a bit.

I took her wrist and took out the gauze in my trouser pocket. I put my lips to her wrist and before she could say anything, I started wrapping it up. "I'm sorry, love," I said. "I had no idea how much I was hurtin' ya." She nodded. "Do you want to get some sleep," I asked. She nodded. "I'm gonna sleep on the couch," She said quietly.

I nodded. "W-will you stay with me," Summer asked. "I don't trust myself." I nodded, pulling a blanket over her. I put an arm over her and pulled her close to me. "I'm sorry, Summer," I whispered as she drifted off. "So, so sorry."

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The next morning

George's pov

I woke up with Ringo towering over me even though he wasn't that tall. "Geo," He said quietly. "We need to talk."

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Ringo's pov

I promise John, but I just couldn't keep this from George. He was my brother. He helped me to get into this band. I owed it to him. "George," I said. "Summer tried to kill herself last night." "What," George shouted. He pushed me away and rammed open the bedroom door, waking up Paul. "Well, what 'appened," He mumbled. "Tell ya' later," I yelled, running towards the door.

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Summer's pov

I woke up to George shaking my shoulders. I felt John put a hand on George's and said, "Don't." I heard George sigh. I bolted up like I had had a nightmare. I started gasping. George sat beside my and rubbed my back. John pulled me close to him. George let a growl. I looked at him and he stopped.

John stopped hugging me and said, "There's something we need to discuss." I looked down. "I already know," George said. "Ringo told me." "Dammit," John muttered. "I don't want to talk about it," I said q uietly. They ignored me. "Why would ye' want to do this, love," George asked. "I said I don't want to talk about it," I said louder. "It was because of me," John answered. "What," George shouted.

"George," John said. George lifted him up by his neck and started punching him. "George, stop," I cried, trying to get them to stop. John threw a punch at George, but accidentally hit me. I fell to the floor. George let John down instantly. "I'm so sorry, Summer," John said, going down next to me, George doing the same.

I pushed them both away and ran into the bedroom with a sleeping, well, now awake Paul McCartney. I heard John ran to me, but heard George say, "Leave her be, lad." By then, I had shut and locked the door.

I heard Paul get up. "Get out," I said, bluntly. "No," He said, getting up. "Everyone knows something here I don't." I turned round faced Paul. He gasped when he saw the red mark on my face. "Did Lennon do this," He said. "If Lennon did this, I'll cripple 'im!" I saw his his face redden and I saw his fist clench. "No Paul," I cried, putting my hands on his bare stomach.

He looked at my bandaged wrist. His face went white and his fist unclenched. "Summer," Paul whispered. "Please tell me you had a cooking accident." I gave a sad smile. "No, Paul." "Oh, Summer," Paul whispered softly, pulling me into a big hug.

I saw tears slip down his sweet baby cheeks. I kissed them away, savoring the salty, yet sweet, taste. Paul pulled me away from his cheeks. He looked at me, taking in my own tears. He was looking into my eyes.

Before I knew what had happened, Paul had pulled me onto his lips. I was surprised, yes, but I kissed back. He pulled me closer and wrapped his arms around my stomach. I looped my arms around his neck. He started kissing me harder and pushed me up against the wall.

He unwrapped my arms around his neck and held them above my head. He started kissing my collarbone. I moaned. He smirked and moved up my neck until he was by my ear. He started nibbling on my ear lobe, sending shivers down my body. He released my hands. "Jump," Paul said, and I did so, wrapping my legs around him. He held me like that for a while, still kissing me. He started walking and he laid me down on his bed.

Paul started unbuttoning my blouse and that's where I stopped him. "No Paul," I told him, putting his hands in mine. "I can't fully give myself to you and I promised myself to Ringo."

Paul looked away. "It's alright, love," He said, pulling me up. He sat me on his lap. I heard a knock on the door. I got off Paul's lap and opened it. It was John and George.

Okay, that's all I have for now, so I'll have to write more up.

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