I Saw Her Standing There

Lonely in Ireland

Paul's P.O.V.

I sat down on the hotel bed. It was rough, the blankets scratching at me. I could hear the fans outside screaming at the top of their lungs.

"JOHHHHNNNNNN!" I heard one yell. Five seconds later there was a loud crashing noise in the living area of the room.

I calmly walked to the door and leaned against the frame, observing the scene. A shoe, probably a woman's, was thrown through the window.

"Well, we'll be paying for this." John said. I could hear the annoyance in his voice.

I sat down on the sofa next to Ringo, honestly, sulking. I missed her so much. I think Katie could tell by the apologetic look on her face towards me.

"Call her." She said. The thought hadn't crossed my mind and it brought a smile to my face. I rushed to the phone trying to contain my excitement.

"Hello?" Her lovely voice answered.

"Makayla!" I couldn't hold it any longer.

"Paulie! How was the flight?"

"It was boring," I pouted for a second then remembered she can't see me.

"I'm sorry, darling. Hey! I might be able to get a week off to spend with you and the guys!!" She said, excitement filling her voice.

"That's great!" I matched her enthusiasm. "When?"

"Well, I might be able to get Tuesday off but I'll have to be back by Monday." She stated.

"I'll take it." I said, making her giggle on the other end of the line.

"Well good. Maybe we can do something fun while I visit."

I hesitated. "Makayla it's slightly crowded here and not much to do."

"Crowded?" I could tell she was confused.

"Hang on," I said, walking towards the shattered window.

I held the phone out towards the crowd of people. Girls were screaming our names.

"Was that fans?" She asked.

"It's not easy being a Beatle." I said, chuckling.

"I can only imagine what it's like," I heard a bit of sympathy in her voice.

"Oh well, I do it because I like it." 

"Well Paulie, I have to go. I'll talk to you later." 

"Awh, okay." I intentionally sounded very disappointed.

She laughed, "Goodbye Paul."

"Goodbye"

*Click*

And just like that I was bored and pouting again. I was looking for to her arrival in just two days though. The thought put a smile across my face.

I returned to the den and gazed out the window. The crowd had disappeared to about a third of it's original size. "You lads hungry?" George asked.

"I'm not but we all know you are, pig." Ringo said, causing us all to laugh.

"I can't deny it," George replied.

"Let's grab a bite you guys," John suggested.

"I'm up for it," Callie said, Katie nodding in agreement.

I headed for my coat since I knew we were going. "Paul is up for it too," George said. "Richard your vote does not matter."

"Do not call me Richard," he shot back.

"Oh boy, touched a soft spot there, huh?" John teased.

"Can we just go?" Katie said, getting impatient. I complete agreed with her.

We all grabbed coats or scarves. One by one we walked from the door to the elevator. Ringo and Callie walked towards the stairs because Callie was afraid of elevators.

Once we got to the lobby we were escorted from the entrance to the car. The crowd of people tried to weasel their way to us. After entering the town car we had the driver take us to a recommended restaurant. From there the night just seemed like a slow, boring blur.