A day off (Beatle fan fiction)

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Jaz's P.O.V.

4 weeks later...

Paul and I were a happy couple. Yeah, I got death glares from some girls, but that couldn't dampen my spirits. Paul threw a lovely birthday party for me. John, Allison, George, and Stu were all there. It was very nice. Paul gave me a beautiful necklace with a heart on it. It turns out that the heart was actually a locket, and I opened it to find a picture of Paul and I on one side, George and John on the other. I promised I would keep it close to my heart. So now I wear it 24/7. Today, we have school. I go with Paul, eat lunch with the boys, then finish the day. I went up to Paul after hours.

"Paul, you take the bus. I feel like walking," I informed him.

"Alright," he said sadly, then giving me puppy dog eyes.

I stood on  my tiptoes and gave him a kiss. "Paulie, don't give me the puppy eyes." 

"Ok, then. See you later."

I grab my rucksack- See? You are starting to speak like a Brit!- and leave school. I breathe in the fresh, crisp air. Then I see a girl crying by a tree. I walk over to her.

"What's wrong?" I ask. 

She wied her tears. "Nothing."

I ut my hands on my his. " I know something is wrong, now spill."

She sniffles and smiles. "Well, my boyfriend's name is Dave, and h-h-he was snogging Ashley!"

I gasp. "Ashley is a bitch! I'm so sorry!" I give her a hug.

"My name's Millie. Yers?" she asks.

"I'm Jaz," I say smiling. "Hey, wanna hang out sometime? I could really use a female friend. All I have is my boyfriend, a perv, and a quiet guy."

"Sure! I don't really have too many friends. Aren't you Paul's girlfriend?"

"Yeah."

"Cool. Wanna hang out now?"

I sigh. "Sorry, I can't today. Maybe tomorrow?"

She brightens. "Gear! I'll see you!"

She waves goodbye and skips away. I'm glad to have a nice friend. I continue to walk home.

"Linda?" I ask, opening the front door.

Linda comes out of the living room with a grim expression on her face. I shut the door and approach with caution.

"Ello, love. I'm sorry to have to ask you this, but seeing yer 16, and we're a bit tight on money, would ye mind getting a job?"

I hug Linda. "Oh, Linda! Of course I don't mind! You do so much for me, this is the least I could do in return!"

She beams at me. "Good. I've found you a job. Tomorrow, I want you to go to Penny Lane. There's a shop there called Hot Java Lava. Go there and ask for Mr. Sneider, and then tell him Linda sent you. Alright?"

"Okay."

I sigh and go start my homework. After, I go upstairs. Linda had a record player,  and I put it in my room. I had came to love Frank Sinatra,  even though he wasn't the Beatles... I decide to have a bit of fun and play dress up, even though I'm 16. I pretend it's prom. I put on a pink, floor length dress, I do my make up and curl my hair. I stick in the record and waltz around with an imaginary partner. *TAP*TAP*TAP* I smile and cross over to the window. I slide it open, amd in tumbles Paul.

"Ello love," he whispers, embracing me.

"Hey, Paulie," I whisper back.

"Have you dolled up for me? Aww, you shouldn't have!" he said, putting his hands over his heart.

"I don't like cheeks, Mr. McCartney, " I tease.

"May I have this dance?" Paul asks, bowing.

"Certainly, fair sire!" I giggle.

I put my hand on his shoulder, my other in his hand. He places a hand gently upon my waist and looks down at me with a smile. We revolve slowly in a circle.The record soon stops, but like the goons we are, we continued. Then out of the blue, Paul twirls me onto my bed. He sits down carefully next to me.

"Paul, I have to tell you something," I say shyly.

"What is it?" he smiles, taking my hands.

"Well, I've never felt this way about someone before... I... think I might love you..." I blurt out, blushing.

"Jaz..." Paul whispers, "I think I might love you, too!"

"Oh, Paul!" I mumble, then throw my arms around him and kiss him.

Paul's P.O.V.

I didn't know that Jaz loved me. I thought I had only liked her, but I had this feeling. I realized I love her. As she kisses me, I push her onto her back, me on top of her.We don't break apart at all. Then I pull away, staring at her, longing for her. I start to kiss down her neck, and she squeals loudly.

"Shh! Linda?" I remind her.

"Paul!" she moans.

I inch my hand up hr skirt. She puts her hands over her mouth to stop squealing.

"Stop it!"

"Hmm?" I say, seeing that she's enjoying this, now tha she's stuffed her knuckle into her mouth to stop squealing.

'Paul, you know exactly what I mean!" she says, trying to sound mean, but failing.

I just kiss her in reply. We stay like this for about 10 minutes straight..

"Jaz?"

I quickly break away from her, looking worridly at her. I can see the fear in her eyes.

"Quick! Into the closet!" she hisses.

I quickly run into her closet, silently closing the door right as her bedroom door opens. Whew, close one.

"Jaz, are you ok? I heard you shout."

"Oh, I thought, uh... that I saw a spider!" Jaz lied. I silently face-palmed myself. Hey, Face PAULm? "It turns out it was just a... piece of thread!"

"Alright. I want you to be... safe."

"Ok..."

I wait in the dark for a few more minutes. Then the door opens. Jaz pokes her head inside.

"Alright, you can come out now."

As I climb out the closet, I whisper, "That was too close. I better go."

I kiss her goodbye then climb out of the window.

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A.N. Wow, fnally updated! Thanks for reso far!