"Ey John, I have an idea.""It better be a good one."
"See a doctor."
"No." He said immediately.
"Why not? Scared of what they'll say?"
"No. I hate doctors. Not to mention, I have no reason to see one."
"That's what you say now."
"Just drop the subject already."
"Fine. I'll bring it up in five minutes."
"Yer really starting to annoy me."
"Good."
"No. Not good because it only makes me want to kill you."
"Don't think about it.
"Too late. Hold still while I strangle you. I don't want you struggling." John said taking a step toward Paul.
Paul took a step back. "Stop."
"What? All I'm going to do, is put my hands around yer neck and squeeze very tightly so you drop dead within a matter of minutes."
"No. I deserve to live."
"Says who?"
"Me!"
"Okay, fine. You get to live...........for now."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Drop the subject and you live."
Paul out his hands up in defense. "No need to get all hostile."
"There is a need because you keep bugging me about something that's not true!"
"Okay. Okay. How about we go for a walk."
"I'll do that. Give me a few." John said disappearing into his bedroom.
After a few minutes, John came back out ready to go. "Okay. Let's go."
"You sure you want to go with the way yer feeling?"
"Paul! I feel fine!!"
Paul laughed. "Right. I forgot, you will never admit the fact that yer sick."
"Okay. Forget this. What do I have to do to make you believe that I'm not ill?"
"See a doctor."
"I told you. I don't want to."
"Then I'll continue believing it."
"Fine. I'll go. Only because I'm tired of you saying I'm sick."
Paul smiled. "Wow. That was easy."
"Is that the reason why you suggested we go on a walk? So you would see how I reacted to it?"
"Yes. I was disappointed when you actually agreed to it."
"I almost turned it down. Omg because I didn't want to leave the house." John said walking over to his son and picking him up. "See? I don't want to leave."
"Don't worry. I'll watch him while yer getting checked out."
"But I'm fine."
"How did I know you were going to say that? Come on . Stop being such a chicken."
"Hey. I am no chicken."
"Then let's go."
"some of us don't want to."
"Because yer chicken."
"No I'm not! Stop calling me that!"
"Prove me wrong."
"No!"
Paul started laughing very childlike . "Johnny's scared. Johnny's scared." He said in a very childish tone.
"To prove you wrong, I'll go."
"Okay. I'll drive. I don't want a sick man driving me anywhere."
"Stop saying I'm sick!"
Sorry this one's a bit short! I wanted to keep the suspense. 😂😂 Stay tuned for what happens when John goes to the doctor.
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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!