"John, another wise crack from you and yer face is going to meet then pavement.""Look, I was only messing with you earlier. Stop getting defensive and threatening me."
"I just got a nasty headache. Come on. Let's get inside so I could take something."
The two walked in Paul's house.
"So, what brings you here?"
"The bad thing about that is.........I don't remember. I was too caught up in yer hangover state that I forgot." After a minute, he spoke again. "Oh yeh. Eppy booked us another show in London."
"When?"
"Three months away. We still have time."
"Okay good. As long as it's not today. Some of is are suffering."
"That was yer fault. Wanna tell me why you were drinking?"
"Its nothing John."
"Its gotta be something."
"I just like the taste of liquor."
"I'm not buying that. Don't you have yer own free liquor here?"
"Well, I did."
"Did? What happened to it?"
Paul looked down. "I may have drank it all last night before going to the bar."
johns mouth dropped. "You do know you could've gotten alcohol poisoning right?"
"I didn't have a lot here. I just drank what I had."
"To drink away yer problems?"
"Yeh. I know it wasn't the brightest thing to do, so don't give me a lecture about how alcohol doesn't solve problems and all that other rubbish."
"Who was going to lecture you?" John said walking over to pick up an empty bottle of scotch. "I thought you were going to save this for special occasions."
"Well, last night I just got carried away."
"I can tell. Look, no mo--"
Paul interrupted. "No more drinking away my problems right?"
"Right. Having girl troubles?"
"What makes you think that?"
"Because, that's the only kind of trouble yer ever in. Getting into arguments with yer girl."
"We're not in the best of standards right now. That's all."
"Mr. Paul McCartney not in the 'best of standards' with his girlfriend?"
"John, it's not funny. Please don't make this into a joke."
"Sorry mate. Just trying to lighten the mood."
"Please don't. Give me a moment while I swallow down a whole bottle of aspirin." Paul said leaving John's sight. While Paul went to fetch aspirin, John decided to clean up a bit. He picked up several empty bottles of beer and threw them away.
Paul came back and helped. "Sorry about the mess. I don't know what I was doing."
"Its fine. Just don't do it again. I'll hurt you next time you end up drunk to drown away yer problems. Talk about them. Drinking isn't the answer."
"Great. Are you about to give me a lecture now?"
"Does it feel like a lecture?"
"Yes."
"Well, it's not. Just think about it being a concerned friend."
"I already said it won't happen again. What more do you want?"
"Nothing. Right now, you won't get a lecture from me. But if it happens again, then you will. Remember that."
YOU ARE READING
Help!
FanfictionI thought I should write something a little more fun. How about the four lads.........aside from their professional singing career, works with the cops in salving various cases. Sounds like a lot of fun to write! I'll give it a shot!