The Beatles Imagines

break up with your girlfriend, i'm bored ♥

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The Beatles Imagines: Ariana Grande Series

Imagines all surrounding songs by Ariana Grande from her 'thank u, next' album

Part 1/4:
♥ break up with your girlfriend, i'm bored ♥

paul mccartney x reader

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year: 1964 ♥

Adding the last addition to my outfit, I checked myself in the mirror one last time; my dark raven dress fitting on my body perfectly, as the thin black straps tied into bows are the only ones holding it up on my shoulders. My hair was as perfect as it can be, topped with a black satin bow that matched my outfit perfectly; with the addition with my black Mary Janes.

Today was payback. If Paul was allowed to toy with me like that, then he's gonna get it. So what, he might have a girlfriend for that matter? But I know I shouldn't think about it.

I smiled at myself in the mirror one last time and left for the club. I joined the Beatles at the club last minute, promising Ringo I'll go with him. I met him outside as he opened his car door for me. 'What a gentleman' I thought. "Thank you, Ringo." I said with my fake posh accent. "You're welcome, My Lady!" He followed suit with a humorous tone and a fake posh accent too. We laughed the whole drive.

We finally reached the club, as Ringo put the car in park. He ran to the other side of the car, opening it for me and offered his arm as we walked inside the club. The club was filled with many people dancing, but there were many others drinking on lounge chairs and smoke floating up to the bright ceiling lights. Ringo and I made our way through the crowd, almost immediately finding the rest of the Fab three, or two to say.

John and George were at a booth laughing and smoking, and George occasionally taking sips of his alcoholic drink. Ringo and I smiled as we approached them. Me giving John and George big smiles as we sat down with them. "Well you're looking rather splendid," John said, pulling out the cigarette from his mouth and putting it between his fingers. "Thanks." Ringo said with a smile as George handed him a cigarette and started to light it for him. "Y/N." He finished with a mischievous smirk. Ringo glares at him as I giggled. "Thank you, John." I said and patting Ringo on the back. "Don't worry Ringo, you're looking more splendid than I am." I said as he cherished my words with a smile. "I don't know about that," George said, taking a sip from his drink. "Yeah, Georgie's right." John continued. "If you don't kiss her tonight, I might." I blushed at John's words, looking at him with a smile. He winked at me as he flared his eyebrows up in a suggestive manner. I nodded and looked over at the dancing crowd, as I let the three other Beatles chat amongst themselves. While searching the crowd, I see the missing Beatle; Paul. I see it, I got it. I smirked at myself, seeing him dance with two other girls, and feeling the subtle jealousy and revenge start to boil.

I smile mischievously, and take Ringo's drink, gulping it down by the minute. I set it down with an innocent smirk on my face, with not-so-innocent thoughts on my mind. "Well, I'm going to dance. Anyone care to join? No? Alright." I said quickly and standing up, walking towards the dance floor.

The three Beatles just looked at each other, and all sat up from the booth, quickly following behind me whilst fixing their ties and dusting off their suits. George and Ringo quickly found themselves amongst other women as John followed behind me like a puppy. I walked close to Paul and the girls dancing with him. Paul and I made eye contact, as his smile turned into confusion as he saw me. I gave a sly smirk as I saw John behind me. Looking at Paul the entire time, I grabbed John's arms and wrapped them around me quickly; turning and having my back against John's chest. Dancing with him side by side with the music.

The look on Paul's face was priceless, as he was equally confused and angry. I turned around and wrapped my arms around John's neck, biting my lip seductively at him as I felt his hands pull me closer to him on my waist. I looked at Paul from John's shoulder as I noticed him coming closer. I noticed John smirking as his hands started to slip down lower than my waist. Paul, trying to look casual, trying to dance and approach John and I. I quickly spun us around, bumping into other people as I swiftly let go of John and he suddenly had another girl in his arms. Quickly looking back at him, he smiled at the girl and shrugged seamlessly. Suddenly, I felt arms take me closer to their body. Looking up, it was Paul. "What are you doing here Y/N? I thought you wanted to catch up on reading you said." He accent making your heart skip a beat. 'Not now, I have to get back at him' I said to myself. I smiled innocently as I leaned towards his ear. "Changed my mind I guess." I whispered and lightly kissed his jawline lightly. His eyes turned up surprised, then flirtatious.

'I took one fucking look at your face, now I wanna know how he taste'

I wrapped my arms around his neck and inched closer to him. I took one hand and led them down lower than my waist as we swayed to the music in the club. He looked down at my chest and smirking slightly. "Paul," I whispered, getting close to his ear again, letting my breath brush his skin with seduction. "You should break up with your girlfriend," I said and pulled away, as he blinked a few times, a little confused. "I'm bored." I said as my lips were as close to his this point. And inch closer and we could be kissing. "You can hit it in the morning, like it's yours." I finally finished, pulling away and slowly lifting my leg up against his body. I felt his breath suddenly hitch and hold me tighter against him. His hand starting to grab my leg sliding up until I pulled away from him completely. Leaving my hand to linger in his for a while then completely leaving towards the bathroom. I entered the bathroom, noticing it was empty. A smile painted my face as I replayed his reaction in his mind. I finally got him back. Looking at myself at the mirror, I re-applied my lipstick, until I saw the bathroom door open and a head peak out;

It was Paul.

'You got me feeling some type of way, I do not know what to say'

I smirked mischievously and leaned on the sink as he approached me. His suit fitting him so perfectly, I felt like I almost couldn't contain myself. He suddenly held my face gently and kissed me; passionate and hard. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer, hoping to get that blonde he's been seeing out of his mind.

'I'm only hatin' on her cause I want you'

Taking in some air, I departed from the kiss, biting my now swollen lips. Paul looked down at my chest before looking in my eyes. "Did you break up with her?" I seductively asked, starting a trail of kisses from his jaw to his neck. 'I know it ain't right, but I don't care' I heard him sigh breathlessly as he nodded 'yes'. I pulled away from him and gave him a smile; biting my lip, he kissed me back harder and passionately as he lifted me on the sink. His hand snaking it's way to my inner thigh underneath my dress and the other holding me on my waist. My hands made their way underneath his jacket and started to slowly untie his tie; finally getting him back.

'You without me ain't nice.'

♥

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