I Know What It's Like To Be Dead | Beatles Fanfiction

Chapter 20

Paul's POV
I rolled over and stretched my arm, expecting to feel the warm skin of Alex underneath my fingertips. I quickly sat up and looked around. Where is she? I got up and looked in the bathroom. I saw a hand from under the shower curtain. I pushed it to the side, to find Alex asleep in the bathtub. I shook her "Alex, wake up luv." she woke up and looked around, rubbing her eyes.
"What is it?" I raised my eyebrows. "Why are you sleeping in the bathtub?"

Alex frowned, as if she tried to remember why exactly she was here. "Oh, because John and Hannah were fucking too loud and I couldn't sleep. So I thought maybe I wouldn't hear them in the bathroom anymore. And I didn't so I fell asleep here."

I laughed. "Poor you" I grinned and helped her out of the bathtub. She hugged me and gave me a kiss. "Did you miss me in bed?" She grinned. I pouted and nodded. "I missed you terribly" I said in a tiny voice. She laughed and leaned up to kiss me again. We did the usual, showered and got our clothes on and went downstairs for breakfast-buffet. Me and Alex were just chatting when John and Hannah came to sit at our table.

"Good morning." John said, in a happy voice. "Good morning Johnny" I said. I looked at Alex. Why didn't she say anything? I lightly kicked her foot under the table and she looked up at me. I looked at John, to indicate that she didn't say anything back. John looked up now and grinned. "what's wrong, luv? swallowed yer tongue?" he said, with a smile.

Alex just gave him a dirty glare and got up. She took her plate and walked to the other side of the big room, and sat at a table all by herself. Hannah gave John a disapproving look."What?" Hannah just shook her head.

I got up and walked over to Alex. What's wrong with her?

Alexandra's POV
I saw Paul coming so I put down my sandwich. He sat down and took my hands. "What's wrong luv?" I was boiling inside. "I slept in a fucking bathtub because someone couldn't quite down their orgasms, and now he comes in, all happy and energetic and wonders why I don't salute him like a soldier of the happiness army. I didn't fucking sleep last night, I'm tired and it's his fault."

I almost yelled at a certain point but Paul hushed me. I wanted them to fucking hear me, and know that I was pissed off. Well that was probably John's intention though, and it fucking worked too. "Aw come on Alex. We did it too friday night, and they put up with it. Just come back at our table, you don't need to talk to John, you know."
I sighed and nodded. "You're right." I stood up, and left my plate at the table. I wasn't hungry anymore. I grabbed Paul's hand before we made our way back to the table and I pulled him in for a kiss. "I love you" I whispered, before taking his hand again and walking back to the table.

I sat back at the table and said good morning to Hannah. I looked at John, who raised his eyebrows and was about to say something but I cut him off. "Don't. I slept in a bathtub last night and it was horrible. I'm not in the mood for your bullshit so shut it." Everybody went quite for a second, especially John. He was just glaring at me with this anger in his eyes. I knew he couldn't take it when someone treated him like a dog. I grinned and stood up to get a cup of tea.

John's POV
Alexandra ignored me for the rest of the day. Well, I don't blame her though, I didn't even apologize. But then again, why should I? she treated me like a fucking dog this morning, so I didn't owe her an apology. And besides, I didn't act like this when she couldn't stop screaming Paul's name.

The day rolled by, and after dinner we decided to hit a club. We went back to the hotel and changed our outfits. Hannah looked amazing, in a little white dress. She looked ready for summer. We met Paul and Alex outside. I honestly couldn't keep my eyes off Alex though. She was wearing a red short dress.

We hopped on the bus and went to the club. While the girls were dancing me and Paul got some drinks.

Alexandra's POV
I left Hannah on the dance floor and headed for the bar. I ordered a glass of water and downed it in one time. Christ, water was good.
I didn't feel like getting drunk tonight, since Hannah and probably the boys too, were already wasted.

I looked around and didn't see anyone that I knew. I decided to get some fresh air so I headed for the exit. When I was outside it was calm, I took a deep breath and looked around. I noticed someone on the other side of the street, on a little bench. they were smoking a cigarette and trying to make little smoke-circles, which obviously didn't work out.

I narrowed my eyes and could see it was John. I raised my eyebrows and shrugged. I've ignored him enough I guess. I crossed the street and sat down next to him. He looked at me and let out a laugh. His breath smelled like tobacco and beer. And judging by his laugh, he was slightly drunk.

"Are you still ignoring me?" he said, while taking a drag from his cigarette. I shook my head and crossed my legs. It was rather chilly outside. "No I'm not." he raised his eyebrows. "Okay. Why are you here?" I shrugged "I was outside for some fresh air and I saw you and I decided that I should stop ignoring you." He nodded and turned to face me. He was staring into my eyes. I honestly always got lost in them. "Ehm you know, I'm sorry about yesterday." I nodded "It's alr-" I got cut off by his lips. He kissed me roughly and dropped his cigarette on the ground. He pulled me onto his lap. My hands were around his neck, and his hand was on my thigh while the other one was around my waist.

I don't remember how long we were there. After a while we pulled away, and I looked down, blushing like crazy. John got up and grabbed my hand. "Let's go back inside before Paul or Hannah start looking for us."

I nodded and walked with him. I looked down, watching my step with these high heels, when all of the sudden John stopped walking. I looked up and my heart stopped beating for a second.

In front of the door stood Paul, with his arms crossed and tears streaming down his cheeks.