Save Me

20

John's pov
So Paul was gonna eat here today. I didn't know how I was gonna survive that. I tried to take my mind of things by writing a song, and it actually worked. I had something. I had a bass line and a bit of lyric. It went something like this.

Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet,
machine guns ready to go.

Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this? 
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat? 
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat.

Another one bites the dust.

I was quite proud of myself, I usually never write good songs but this one was very good. If I do say so myself.

The song cheered me up a bit and meeting Paul didn't seem like a big dear anymore until I heard the door open at 8:35 in the evening. He was here.

Freddie walked in and Paul followed him. They were holding hands. "Hi everyone, this is Paul!" He said smiling. Paul smiled too and shook everyone's hand. He told a bit about himself and we did too but I didn't pay much attention.

"So I'm going to make dinner." Brian suddenly said. "John can you help me for a sec?" he said a bit nervous. I followed him to the kitchen. He did this so I didn't have to see Fred and Paul be all lovebirds together. "Thanks, Bri," I said when we were alone. "I couldn't let you just sit there, could I?" He smiled back.

"Why are you helping me, Brian?" I asked him.

"Well because I know how you feel." He said I could see he was hurt thinking about his love. He loved someone and that person didn't love him back.

"Well, maybe I can help you too? Who is it?" I asked smiling.

"No, you can't help, sorry. It's- It's complicated. Maybe I'll tell you one day but not now." He replied while he turned around to get the ingredients for dinner.

"You do actually need to help me though. I'm making lasagna and I don't wanna do all that on my own. " He laughed trying to change the subject. I laughed too and we started cooking. Because of Brian, I forgot what happened in the other room and I was very thankful for that.