Dreaming With The Beatles

Worry, Worry-Paul McCartney

Paul held his newborn baby in his arms as he gazed upon her with a soft smile.

He was taking care of his newborn baby, Rose, while you were off with your family. They wanted to check on you and you couldn't bring Rose because of the long ride. You had taken videos and pictures for them and decided you would bring her when she got a little bit older. So, you let Paul watch over her along with the rest of the lads.

"Rose, you have your mother's eyes." The baby looked up at her father with a look of wonder.

There was a sudden bang on the door. Rose began to kick her legs and arms. Paul quickly set you in your crib and ran off to the door and opened it.

Their stood John with a huge smile, George with a huge smile and Ringo with a huge smile. They were completely excited to see their new neice. They didn't get to see her so fast. Rose was born almost a month ago.

"Where's Rose? Where's the little McCartney?" John yelled as he entered the house spinning around.

George hugged Paul and then exclaimed, "Your a dad Paul! But most importantly, I'm an uncle!"

Ringo hugged Paul and laughed. "Let's see Rose!"

Paul was happy to show them his daughter but was a bit nervous on how they would hold her of I they dropped her. It was a nightmare if they dropped her.

Paul led the three happy chaps to Roses room. Her room was painted pink with teddies and books on the shelves. There was a little rocking horse in the corner of the room and a white rocking chair. The room seem over done for just a baby but thats what made it really pretty.

Their laid Rose with her bright eyes staring up at the men. Paul walked over to the crib and picked up his baby.

"Rosie Posie, how's it goin?" The baby tried biting at her fists but was blocked from the small socks that covered her fists.

The men stared at ease. John thought the baby was cute and felt happy for his friend who wanted this baby from the start and truly was happy. He couldn't help but feel a bit guilty on not completely feeling the same way towards Julian when he was first born. He couldn't help but feel pity for himself when he found out he was going to have a son at a young age but he quickly grew to love him afterwards.

George was in awe. He couldn't help but feel jealous. He desperately wanted a baby but Pattie never seemed ready. He thought Rose was an adorable baby. It was a bit weird seeing his best friend since they were teens as a father already but he knew it would grow on him.

Ringo thought the baby was a cutie and kept joking to himself that he would grab the baby and go. It reminded him when Zak was born. He kind of wanted him to have another baby.

"I want to hold her!" George exclaimed unexpectedly witch interupted the boys thoughts and the peaceful silence.

Paul smiled and walked over to George. George set his arms like Paul's and Paul gently laid the baby in his arms. Paul noticed George getting shaky.

"George don't you drop her! She's to small to get dropped." George bit his lip and concentrated on holding her.

"Hold her head!" Paul exclaimed worriedly. George held her little head up.

Paul watched anxiously. George was all smiles.

"She's so cute! I just wanna squish her-"

"Alright who's next!" Paul exclaimed worriedly once again. He tried grabbing for Rosie but George walked away from him.

"Wait up Paul! Rose needs George lovin!" Paul bit his lip and nodded. He didn't think he'd be so worried with the lads but worry is all he had right now.

As minutes passed by John got impatient. "My turn George Harrisol!" John purposely said his name wrong as he marched up to him, stealing the baby. As he stole the baby, she almost slipped from Georges arms which panicked Paul.

"Oh my gosh...." Paul softly said. Paul quickly noticed the way John held her. Her head was falling back. He quickly ran up to her and held her head up and adjusted her body in his arms.

"You guys are scaring Paul." Ringo said as he chuckled.

John looked up at Paul and jotcied the nervous look on his face. "Paulie calm down. I'm not gonna drop her. I have the touch of an angel." He then began to sway the baby back and fourth. The baby smiled up at her uncle John.

"Look at her smile." John cooed. Ringo and George looked over his shoulder and smiled. Paul smiled alongside until John decided to carry her with his two hands and bring her up and down. He went a little too fast for Paul's liking.

"Go slower John," Paul ordered.

John did as told for Paul's sake. John did this a couple of times before setting Rosie in Ringos arms. Ringo felt relaxed and so did Paul. Paul seemed to trust Ringo more for some reason. Probably because John was more rough then Ringo as a person.

Ringo smiled and chuckled as he looked down at the baby. He then looked up at the men with a huge grin. "She's cute! Paul I'm going to have to steal her!" Ringo exclaimed.

Paul laughed alongside with the boys but Paul was a bit worried anyway. Worry, worry was on his mind. He needed for the boys to come often to carry Rosie so Paul wouldn't be so worried whenever they came. He trusted the lads, he did it was just his new fatherly instincts that kept bickering at him.

He took a deep breathe and sighed. "Lads, let's go feed her!" And with that Paul and the lads with little Rosie walked to the kitchen.

"I'm not changing her diaper!" John exclaimed.

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Hello! Here's a little chapter. It wasn't long and I'm sorry. I didn't have any ideas at the moment. Please leave ideas what I should write about. Bye and have a lovely day!

-R