Beatles Imagines (Slow Uploads) [Temporarily Discontinued]

Just Friends (Paul & John)

Request By: iamgoatmansbridge
Setting: High School (Secondary School) in the 60s
Just to be clear this is not a McLennon, it isn't you and McLennon. It's you and John, and You and Paul. Not all three.

Monday

The Bell echoed through the halls as I closed my locker. I walked through the crowded hallway to my next class. I was looking at the ground as I rushed to my class. I ran into a very hard surface. I was knocked back as people swarmed around me, I looked up to see Paul McCartney and John Lennon staring down at me. These two were the biggest, most annoying members of a group of four. They were in a band and rumor has it that they're a gang. They're the most obnoxious people I've ever met. They've got a line of girls who let beauty go to their head, just waiting for them to notice them.

I awkwardly smiled and attempted to sidestep them. "Where Do you think you're going (L/N)?" John smirked. He grabbed my shoulders and switched us. He gave me a smirk. I awkwardly smiled and walked to my class. I was flanked by both of them because, Oh! Guess what! They're both in my next class with their gang. And oh, guess again! They are all surrounding me. I sit between Paul and John, their two friends sit, on in front of me, and one behind me to my left, directly behind John.

I sighed it was going to be a very long period. John and Paul both had their stuff over flowing onto my desk area. I let out an annoyed sigh as I brushed their crap to the side to grab my notebook and pencil. John let out a small exhale laugh. Paul snickered.

The teacher began droning and I quickly took notes. I wrote what he did on the board. I also wrote the things he spoke about. Paul began to tap his foot under the table. John, who was doodling noticed the beat and he began to drum his pencil. After about 10 minutes there was a little concert surrounding me and distracting me from my A. "Can you quiet down?" I hissed.

Paul stopped his foot tapping. "Sorry Luv. We're just having fun over 'ere." He smirked. I huffed turning back to the lesson. John somehow still distracting me, started to hum a melody while quickly jotting down something.

After what felt like a day, the bell rang for lunch. I gathered my stuff awkwardly, and shuffled out of the classroom. Of course the Four Grievances ended up directly behind me as I walked to my locker. I tried not to hear what they were talking about but I couldn't help but listen in. John was humming the same melody he was in class. He started singing, and oh my god his voice. I quickly shook off the feeling I had, remembering how I felt about John.

"I don't want to kiss or hold your hand
If it's funny try and understand
There is really nothing else I'd rather do
Cos I'm happy just to dance with you"

"George could sing it. I have a good idea for the guitar and maybe some drumming." Paul started talking. I squeezed through the crowd of people. I figured I should have waited for the four of them to go first. Nobody walked between them. Nobody liked to cross in front of them. The shortest Ringo is probably the scariest looking kid you'd ever see. He looked like the kid who would beat the shit out of you, if you so much as looked at him funny. The teachers loved them. The last time the fourth one, George, got in trouble, his dad came to the school and beat up our teacher. So we don't mess with George either.

I reached my locker which just so happened to be right next to Paul's. Paul threw his stuff in his locker laughing about something John had said. I had stopped listening to all of them. I grabbed my lunch money and ran to meet my best friend, (B/F/N) in line. "Dear god kill me." I joked as I met with her. "They're annoying the hell out of me." I told her.