John's POV
What the hell is up with Paul.... He's acting all weird.
" Eh.. rehearsal.. I..I don't know if .. play ..bass I if .. I can't play the bass. ", He's shivering and sweating.
Do people sweat that much??
" Are you okay ?? He could just play a rhythm guitar for tomorrow.. I mean do the fans even care ? " I said
Ringo and George looked at each other and just agreed.
Eppy .. he's not happy with it but he just let it slide.
" Rhythm guita- oh I can play that ", Paul whispered. I can still hear him tho.
George's POV
At the beginning of the rehearsal Paul insisted that we start without him.
" Alright boys let's give it a go ", john said
Well, she was just seventeen
You know what I mean
And the way she looked
Was way beyond compare
So how could I dance with another
Ooh, when I saw her standing there?
Well, she looked at me
And I, I could see
That before too long
I'd fall in love with her
She wouldn't dance with another
Ooh, when I saw her standing there
Well, my heart went "boom"
When I crossed that room
And I held her hand in mine
Oh we danced through the night
And we held each other tight
And before too long
I fell in love with her
Now I'll never dance with another
Ooh, since I saw her standing there
Well, my heart went, "Boom"
When I crossed that room
And I held her hand in mine
Oh, we danced through the night
And we held each other tight
And before too long
I fell in love with her
Now I'll never dance with another
Oh, since I saw her standing there
Oh, since I saw her standing there
Yeah, well since I saw her standing there
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after we finished the song Paul looked at the three of us with a ' kid in a candy store ' look on his face
" Aye you gonna join us now ? ", Ringo jokingly asked.
" Eh yeah.. w..what song ? ", Paul asked kinda frightened I supposed.
" I saw her standing there. ", I replied
When he played through the song it sounded awful.
Has he always been this terrible ?
" What the hell was that Paul ?! ", John shouted at him.
" S..sorry... I.. I forgot.. I know how to play em... Just need time to- I'm sorry ", paul's eyes are now teary. He wiped them off and said sorry one more time before he left the room for the loo.
Yup. That's just what we need.
Connie's POV
I messed up big time.
I know how to play it their way because I used to search it on YouTube and Google but suddenly I just forgot how to... I used simple chords hoping they won't realize... But who am I kidding ?! They are the fucking Beatles !!
I tried to remember some chords and the way of strumming it... ( The way john did and well.. some YouTube guy )
When I went back I asked John to play his part just to make sure.. and oh boy he was not happy... But still... He showed me.
" Thank you.. ", I murmured under my breath.
" Heh ? ", He asked
" T...thank.. you ", I said louder than before.
He rolled his eyes.
That was sad.
Broke my heart to be honest.
I made him mad.
I made all of them mad.
I played quite well actually through the rehearsal... Well... Clearly, I'm just following John's chords and strumming pattern..but I guess to them it's better than nothing...
At the end of the day.. we went back to our hotel room ( as you all know they used to ' lived ' in hotels and such when touring or when there's a gig )
I was glad it's over.. but then the thought of not being able to go home hits me hard. I began questioning my self...
That's when... Someone poked me from behind.
" So having a blast dear ? "
" Grandma ? "
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Fanfiction" Why am i in Paul McCartney's body ?! " . . Connie a young beatlemaniac woke up in 1963 >McLennon< Smut... Smut beloved SMUT 200-700 words per chapter Update every 3-5 days ( or 8293838 days ) Currently on hold. Ig: @mc_lemontea Highest rank: #14...
