THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD || Paul McCartney [Completed]

29. Goodbye My Lover

So I just want to take a moment to thank everyone for all the comments and votes. I may not always respond (mostly because I'm awkward as hell), but I really do appreciate them and they make me smile! The story is reaching its end soon, and I can't believe I'm almost at chapter 30. I guess posting chapters 27 and 28 together helped. I planned on posting chapter 30 along with this one, but changed my mind. Expect the next chapter soon though. Thanks again! :)  

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I've kissed your lips and held your head.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I've been addicted to you.

Goodbye, my lover.
Goodbye, my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.

Oxford, September 3rd

"You should be studying," Henry said to the girl across from him.

Natalie looked up from her book, glancing at Molly. She was a year younger than her, with dark hair and blue eyes. She was flipping through a paper, ignoring the textbook next to her.

"The Beatles went back to America, and there are a few pages on them." Molly whined, "I just want to have a quick look." Henry and Natalie exchanged glances, and Henry rolled his eyes. Natalie forced a smile, feeling awkward talking about The Beatles. She didn't want to discuss them, not when she dated one.

She became close to the small group, Henry, Molly, and Molly's boyfriend, Benjamin. They would often study together in the library. Natalie was enjoying Oxford, her classes. She even had the chance to talk one-on-one with Tolkien himself. It was an amazing experience, and as soon as it happened, the first person she thought to call was Paul. She reached for the phone, but remembered they broke up. It was moments like that she would feel her heartbreak all over again.

Her eyes diverted to the man sitting next to her. He smiled at her and felt her cheeks flush. Henry was something else, but he still wasn't Paul. He made her blush, and feel nervous, but there was something lacking. He was intelligent, and they could talk for hours about art, philosophy, science, and literature, but he didn't get her humor like Paul did. Paul accepted all her quirkiness, and Henry just thought her strange. Even so, he asked her out, and she told him she would have to think about it. He was very good about it, giving her time to mull over his question. She told him she just got out of a relationship and he was more than understanding. But the more she thought about dating Henry, the more she thought about getting back with Paul. She didn't know if he would even want her back, but if he did call her like she asked, she would be willing to try again. She missed him more and more each day. She had time to think, and time to forgive him for what he said to her. She just hoped he forgave her as well.

"Oh, no!" Molly whined, her hands flying to cover her cheeks. "The Beatles are no longer touring!"

Natalie looked up, quirking a brow curiously, "What do you mean?"

Molly shook her head vigorously, "They announced after one of their shows that they decided their last show would be on August 29th. That's already passed!  Now they're going to become a studio band." She thrust the paper up so everyone could see the article, "I was hoping to go to a concert eventually, but now I'll never get the chance."

Natalie didn't know what to do with this new information. She knew it had something to do with the constant threats, tight security, and not being able to hear themselves play. These were all things they complained about during their last tour. She wondered if Paul was okay. She knew he liked performing, and she couldn't help but think he was probably sad about it, even though he knew it was best. She wanted to call him or even write him. Let him know she would be there for him if he needed her.