A Flame In Your Heart

𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓰𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵

1967
Gracie's pov
I sat across from John throwing pop corn into his mouth from a distance, missing almost every time making us both errupt into fits of laughter.
"You keep missing!"
"Maybe if you had a bigger mouth I wouldn't be!"
I said he smiled, I aligned my shot. Measured it all out enthusiastically and made my shot.
Finally getting it in.

We both shot up hands in the air jumping around.
John picked me up from the floor spinning me around, causing the both of us to laugh out asses off.
"Your to good John John."
I said.
"Why thank you gra gra."
He replied chuckling.
"Where's my beautiful wife?"
I hear sung out by Paul beautifully.
"Here I am!"
I sung back out of tune, John playfully smacking me.
"Your so out of tune luv."
He said laughing.
"You just wait! Until I become a famous singer!"
John chuckled.
"Can't Wait for that dream to come true."
He said adjusting his glasses.
He walked off.
"Bye four eyes!"
I yelled.
He flipped me off behind his back and kept walking.
"There she is!"
Paul yelled running over picking me up spinning me around.
"I love this moustache thing your attempting."
I said kissing his face all over.
He smiled and placed me down.
"I can't wait to finally be a man."
He said smoothing his moustache out.
Paul and I had gotten married two years ago, we had a small ceremony including friends and family.
Even some of the Rolling Stones were there!
I swear I married the wrong rock star.
Just joking! Paul's been nothing but a sweetheart to me over the past two years.

I've managed to keep my job as Brian's assistant, Brian and I are like two peas in a pod.
We're great friends and his just the nicest man you'll meet.
The lads stress him out, like a lot! But I manage to calm him down with a pamper night.
"Your so sexy Gracie, In that dress."
Paul whispered into my ear.
I smirked bitting my lip.
"Not to bad looking yourself paulie."
I said dragging my finger along his lip.
Bringing it down then lunging my lips onto his.

But half way through this crazy make out session I enjoyed very much, I felt sick.

I pushed Paul off of me and made a b-line to the toilet.
"Gracie?!"
Paul yelled.

As soon as I bardged into the studios toilet I went to the furthest toilet and spilling my guts out into the toilet bowl.

I felt my hair lifted from behind me.
"Paul go away. I don't want you to see me like this."
I choked out between vomiting.
"It's me luv, take it easy."
Patties familiar feminine voice rung throughout my ears, calming me down. She tied my hair up so it didn't end up in vomit which I'm highly thankful for.
After vomiting up, I sat against the tile wall pattie opposite me.
"You alright?"
She asked passing me a paper towel.
I swiped it over my mouth sighing.

"Would it be bad if I've vomited four times this week?"
I asked.
Patties eyes widened.
"Maybe you should take a pregnancy test?"
She asked.
What? A what? No no! I can't be....
"What?!"
I asked, almost up for another vomiting fit.
"Vomiting is a symptom gra."
She said running her soft hands up and down my legs.
I started scratching my palms.
What would paul think? He'd leave me! He's a rockstar he can't have a kid! Oh gosh.... I've got to run away again! No... Gracie. Calm down. Get your shit together. You might not be pregnant...
"Ok. I will. But could you come with me?"
I asked looking for a Yes in her eyes.
"Of course!"
I smiled and she helped me up and we both left the toilets.

I jumped out of my skin when paul was waiting by the door, I could see nothing but pure anxiety in his eyes as he ran his hands through his hair.
He spotted me.
"Gracie! Are you alright? What happened? Do you need help? Oh god baby! What's wrong!?"
He asked grasping my hands.
"Baby? Since when do you call me baby? I'm not pregnant! Baby? Pffft! Hahahha!"
I blurted out.
Pattie got my shoulder.
"Shhhh!"
She yelled.
"She's fine Paul! Just food poisoning I promise. We'll be back."
Pattie said pulling me from Paul's arms as we ran down abbey road studios.
"Hey! Where are you to going?"
I heard Brian.
I stopped in our tracks.
"Just to get some pastry's for George. Yknow the usual."
Pattie spoke before I managed to open my mouth.

Brian smiled and arose from his desk.
He walked up to me pulling me into a hug.
"Are you ok sir?"
I asked rubbing circles on his back.
He sniffled.
"I'm fine luv, go on luv. Have some fun. See you latter."
He said pulling back.
Somethings wrong I can tell, but I'm more overwhelmed of the thought of being pregnant then to care at the moment.
"See you soon Brian."
I expressed kissing his cheek, Pattie pulled me down and we ran the rest of the way to the closest drug store.

Pattie decided to buy it for me, because if someone saw Gracie McCartney buying a pregnancy test there would be blood in the water.

So I gave pattie my scarf so she could wrap it around her neck.
She put some sun glasses on and walked in.
I waited out side pacing back and fourth.

I can't be pregnant, I just can't.
My mind was racing.
Pattie walked out yanking the scarf off.

She handed me the box, just looking at it made my heart stop.
"Let's go back to yours."
Pattie exclaimed.
Paul and i bought a house together before we got married.

It's not to far away from the studio, johns always there helping Paul with songs so I always have another person to talk to.

I nodded frantically and we walked off to the studio.
—
Pattie and I had arrived at my home, I had at least 7 mental breakdowns on the way over.

Making the ride 40 minutes longer then it usually be.
We hoped out and I opened up the door with my key.
I stopped though.
"Pattie! I'm so scared!"
I yelled, holding onto my face tears running down my cheeks.
She grabbed onto my hands pulling them to my side.
"Hey Listen here Gracie, you've been with paul for nearly 3 years! You love him, he loves you. I know he'll love just the possibility of having a child with you. And if he doesn't, which I doubt with my entire life. You and I can raise the child together!"
She said not ever looking away from my eyes.
I nodded, gaining some confidence.

We walked to my room and I went to the toilet, my hands were shaking like crazy. I opened the box, and well I'm sure you know what to next.

I flushed and put the lid on the test opening the door and walking out to pattie.
She smiled and I sat next to her.

I gripped onto the test for dear life.
"You have to wait a little bit."
I whispered.

I shut my eyes and hoped for the best.
I'd love to have kids, I'm just more scared Paul isn't ready. And it be a distraction for him and his work. And that's my worst nightmare being a distraction.

I just sat there counting every second that went by.

Until the door swang open.
I looked up seeing paul, in tears.
I jumped practically throwing the test to Pattie I couldn't care, I care more for my baby being hurt, it hurts me to see him sad.
"What's wrong?"
I asked paul Bringing him into a hug.
"Guys..."
Pattie said.
"It's Brian."
"Guys?!"
Pattie said again.
"What happened to him?"
I asked.
"Guys!"
"He's."
"Guys!!!"
"He's dead!"
"GUYS!"
"What?!"
We both yelled.
"Your pregnant."
Pattie said passing us the test. paul taking it seeing the plus. He dropped the test. My anxiety growing by the second.
"What?!"
"What?!"
Paul and I said both together.
"Wait what happened to Brian?"
"He's dead!"
My eyes widened.
"What do you mean he's dead-"
I said almost chocking out my words.
"What do you mean your pregnant?"
Paul said his sobbing come to an end.
"B- B b- Brian and be dead- I saw him just a moment ago-"
I said, after all this news I felt all the blood rush to my head.
And that's the last thing i remember.
Before fainting.