I Saw Her Standing There

Unexpected Trip

Paul's P.O.V.

We woke up the next morning at eight and packed our stuff. Her father made us breakfast and I loaded the luggage into the car.

"It was nice seeing you dad." Makayla hugged her hungover father.

I walked up and shook his hand, "You should get some rest sir. Maybe make yourself a pot of coffee." I advised.

He turned to Makayla, "You better not lose this one." He smiled at me.

I automatically smiled knowing I must have impressed him. "Thank you sir." Was all I could get out.

She gave him on last hug and we were off to Liverpool. The ride back was a little quiet besides the radio playing. "My Guy" came on and we sang along. We did that often when I thought about it. I guess we both enjoy music a lot. Well, I obviously do.

It took us a while but we finally got back to Liverpool. I pulled infront of her apartment building and got the bags from the back of the car. She was unlocking the door when I had made it up the steps. I set her bag down with mine still in my hand.

"Thanks for coming with me," She smiled.

"Thank you for inviting me. I had fun, your father seems like a nice man." I laughed a little recalling his butterfly comparison.

"Oh, sorry about him last night."

"I actually thought he was funny, don't be sorry." I smiled, "But I have to get back to the hotel and check on the lads to make sure they haven't killed each other yet."

She giggled, "Okay, I'll call you later then." I gave her a hug and walked back to the hotel. As I walked I thought about the things that have happened in the last couple of weeks. I met Makayla, George and Ringo got girlfriends as well, I wrote a song. Everything was going well.

I got back to the hotel and heard yelling on the otherwise of the door. "WHY THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU NOT GET A NUMBER FROM PAUL BEFORE HE LEFT?!" Ringo shouted.

"I DIDN'T THINK WE WOULD NEED TO BOTHER HIM!" John shouted back.

They were about to kill each other so I opened the door. "Paul! Thank God you're back!" George smiled.

"What's going on?" I asked completely confused.

"We've got to go to Ireland tomorrow." Ringo was rushing around the room.

"For what?" I questioned.

"They have some kind of mini concert they want us to preform. At last minute their other group cancelled and they want us to play." John explained.

"Please tell me this concert is t tomorrow as well."

"No, day after. But they want us there for about three weeks." George explained. "It could be longer though. We aren't sure yet."

"Three or more weeks in Ireland? What about Makayla? What do you expect me to tell her? 'Oh, it was nice hanging out with you these past three days but I have to ditch you to go to Ireland.' Yeah that sounds like something every woman wants to here." I was getting a little mad.

"Just ask her to come with." Ringo sounded casual, "Callie's coming, George isn't Katie coming too?"

"Yeah, just ask her to join you." George and Ringo thought they were great problem solvers.

"You're forgetting something, she has a job, a responsibility." I threw myself down on the couch in aggravation.

"Oh yeah. Forgot about that. Sorry lad." George apologized.

"I've gotta go talk to her before we leave." I grabbed my coat and walked towards the door.

"You've got to pack!" John shouted.

"I'll do it when I get back!" I stormed out and to Makayla's apartment.

What am I going to tell her? I hate this famous crap, I can never feel normal. I didn't know having your social life taken away was part of the deal. But I love the music, and the lads, I guess those are the perks. I'll just tell Makayla that duty calls.. it's the only thing I can tell her.

I knocked on her door and once she answered I automatically felt horrible for what I was about to say.

"Hey Paul." She greeted me, then her eyebrows knitted together, "Is everything alright?" She looked worried.

"Can I come in?" I asked.

We walked to her living room and sat down. "What's wrong?" She looked terrified.

"The lads told me that we have to leave to Ireland tomorrow. We'll be gone for three weeks. Maybe longer." I looked down at my lap.

"Oh," was all she could say.

"Yeah. I'm really sorry." I felt awful.

"Well, that's what your job is about." She smiled. I could tell it was forced.

"Yeah, if you didn't have to work I'd ask you to come with me." I said hoping she'd say she can take off.

"I can't leave for three or more weeks though. I don't have that much time for vacation left." She gave me an apologetic look.

"Yeah, I figure you couldn't." I trailed off.

"I'm sorry Paul."

"So am I." I smiled. "I'll write you and call you though. If that's okay with you of course."

"That'd be wonderful." She smiled.

"Well I have to get back and unpack my stuff and then re-pack clean stuff." I said standing from the sofa and walking towards the door.

"Oh okay," she walked with me to the door and I turned around and hugged her tight. We stood there for at least five minutes. Before walking out the door I gave her a kiss that was short but it still meant something.

"I'll call you soon." I smiled. I walked back to the hotel and started packing. I wasn't enthusiastic about this trip. I don't understand why we have to be gone so long. Maybe interviews and stuff as well.

"Paul, is she coming?" John asked.

"No, like I said, she has to work."

"Right." He turned around and walked out.

I finished packing and was exhausted from the days events. I walked off to make a cheese sandwich before heading to bed. I dreaded leaving tomorrow but it's part of the job.

A/N: I'm extremely sorry it's taken forever for the 16th chapter. I'm really running out of ideas but these next... Five? Maybe.. Chapters will be a little better. This chapter was a bit of a filler to help get me back on track. Oh!! 200+ reads?! Thank you all so very much!! You're all beautiful and fantastic!! Remember to comment, vote, and follow!! Thank you all!!