Distance- A Beatles/Lennison Fanfic

Chapter twenty one- us

Just under an hour later after the two young lovers had reunited, they were in George's hotel room, not exactly doing much right now but doing nothing together was everything for them, after all they were each other's everything.

John couldn't help but lose himself in George's eyes, he admired this boy greatly and his mind couldn't help but unfortunately turn towards the darker side, the darker side from what Paul had told John. The more John would look at his boyfriend, the harder he would find it harder to believe. "John?" George asked again, John only now just snapping out of it. George looked concerned "are you okay? you are staring and you look sad"John shook his head and pecked George's forehead I'mgreat, just-" just?" "was thinking..about..y'know.." it took a second for George to realise until he muttered a small "ah" and then that is when the awkward silence began "I mean, we don't need to talk about that just now, we have plenty of time, let's just focus on this, us" George continued and attached his lips onto John's, the deeper the kiss, the more the other melted in each other's arms.

Meanwhile back in Liverpool, Paul was sitting around in his own guilt. He felt like a little child sulking but he knew he was for the right reasons, he gave out another sigh, he really missed George, hanging out with him even if it was to do nothing. He felt bad that he couldn't think of much to make it up to him, so he was hoping a trip back from George seeing John would help. However one thing that didn't seem to help was that Pattie wouldn't get off Paul's case. She was loving every single moment of this, yet anyone with a human brain wouldn't understand.

Paul scrolled through his contacts, in hope that someone would be able to help him on what to do, after he scrolled around half way down his contacts, about to lose hope. He saw a name that he really hoped would help bring back that hope and just somehow help him

Ringo

Paul hesitantly pressed the call button to his ear and prayed that Ringo would pick up the phone, luckily Paul was in luck and a cheerful "Paul! to what do I owe the pleasure" "hey Rings, I was hoping you could help me out with something" "course! what is it mate?" and so Paul explained, not in great detail  but enough for Ringo to know enough on how to help. As they had discussed many ways on how or what to do but none seeming to be good enough and Paul on the brick of loosing it, Ringo said a wise "no matter how long it takes. He will forgive you Paul, I bet he is missing you just as much right now. You'll both jump through his hurdle together, I promise." Paul couldn't help but smile at Ringo's statement and for the first time after all this mess, Paul felt hope in that he would be able to get his best friend back again.

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This is low key a cute chapter, agree?