💛 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔽𝔸𝔹 𝟜: 𝔸 ℙ𝕒𝕦𝕝 𝕄𝕔ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕟𝕖𝕪 𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 🌻

🌻Im down💛

WARNING: Smut
(This is the furthest I've got out of my comfort zone. I don't really know how to write about smut but it just seemed funny to put in for some reason. Hope all you Paul fans enjoy your crappy sin 😏😂🌻)

SAMMY'S POV

The next morning we all woke up. I had fallen asleep on Paul. I blushed. I moved the hair out of his face and gave him a kiss on the cheek, which woke him up. He smiled at me and gave me a pec on the lips.

Once we were all up, we had some breakfast. Then Ringo and George decided to head off and caught the same bus. Then it was just paul, John and I left.

'John,' Mimi shouted. 'Your friend Cynthia is here!'

I smirked. And I had a very good idea.

'Well we better be off too I guess Lennon...' I said grabbing Paul's hand.

'But Cyn is here-' John said as I cut him off.

'Yeah cool have fun.' I smirked while he gave a me a intense death stare.

'C'mon Paul were going.' Paul look at me confused.

'Trust me.' I whispered in his ear.

'Are you sure you can't stay... I...urrr' John stuttered.

Paul smirked, I think he got the idea that we were leaving John alone with Cynthia. He winked at me and opened the door.

'Hello, you must be Cynthia. John's inside. You two 'ave fun now.' Paul said as he and pulled me outside. We looked at each other and laughed as we ran to my house.

'Hahaha!' I laughed. 'This is the first time I've left them alone together, he's gotta massive crush on Cyn, and she's me best mate.' I told paul.

'Yes I know. John never shuts up about her.' Paul slightly out of breath since we were both running from Johns house to mine. 'Anyway he deserves it the prick.'

'I mean yes he is an a**hole, but I do feel a little bad running away as soon as Cyn arrived' I said.

'Don't be.' Paul said grabbing my hand, smiling.
I felt a pink ting go to my cheeks.

We walked a little further and finally reached my house.

'That's my house, wanna come in?' I said smiling at him. 'Me mums out so we can chill here for a bit if you'd like.' I said looking up at him.

'Sure.' He smiled.

We walked inside and out our coats up and went into my room.

'It's very bohemian looking.' Paul said with a grin. 'In a good way of course.'

'Mm I love art and music.' I said smiling. 'I suppose yer right.'

'Nice guitar!' Paul said pointing towards my guitar. 'Steel string acoustic Ibanez. Sweet.'

'Yeh haha. It was my poppies.' I replied.

'Well he has great taste.'

I smiled back 'Yeah he sure does. Give it a strum if you'd like.' I said forgetting he was left handed. 'oh wait you're left handed aren't ya.'

He picked up the guitar and started playing it upside down. I was amazed.

'Wow.' I said in awe 'Is there anything you can't do?'

'Hehe.' He laughed with a cute smile shyly 'Well, I'm No good at picking bands obviously...I ended up with John.'

We both burst out laughing.