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

Chapter 23

November 1962

Alexandra's POV
I took a shower and put on my clothes. I was wearing a lot of black things lately. I shrugged. It was easier to pair up black clothes with eachother, so why not. I picked up my schoolbag. I was in my last year at art collage now. I enjoyed school, but not the other people who went there. They were all snobby artsy people who thought they'd be big one day. Which they weren't going to be, since most of them couldn't even draw a circle. Luckily I only had two periods today, which meant I'd be back home by 2 PM.

I sighed and went downstairs, got on my bike and went to school. I didn't really have friends, nor did I have enemies. I was invisible to everyone. My grades were good and I didn't cause any trouble, so why should anyone pay attention to me? I was a nobody anyway.

Paul's POV
Me and the boys finally had a manager, and a record deal. Today we were going to record for the first time. We wrote this song, Love Me Do, and it was going to be recorded today. After we went to hamburg as The Beatles we decided we'd keep the name. Stu stayed there though, he was madly in love with Astrid. I took over the bass. We also had to fire Pete. We asked Ringo Starr to drum in his place and I'm telling you, Ringo is one hell of a drummer.

We had recorded quite some takes by now, and decided we'd grab some lunch in town. We sat down in a little restaurant and ordered 4 sandwiches. "What do you boys think then? That George guy's quite an impressive producer, isn't he?" John said with his mouth full. I nodded. "Well, he could've been more polite. He doesn't want my drumming on the record.." Ringo said with a sad voice. George patted his back "Yer a great drummer, don't let it bother you. We'll make sure your drumming comes on the record" he said, while taking another bite from his sandwich. We chatted and laughed, and after lunch we headed back for the studio.

I was walking next to John, and Ringo and George were behind us. We crossed Abbey Road, while a girl on a bike crossed the road from the opposite direction. I was too deep in a conversation with John to notice her. I heard a bike bell and looked up, the girl cursed and swung her steering wheel to the left, so she didn't crash into me and John. But instead of hitting us, she hit the ground, right when a car was coming her way. The driver aggressively hit the breaks, and the car stopped right in front of the girl.

The four of us rushed to her to help her up. "God I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't notice you, luv." I said while grabbing her arm and helping her up. John picked up her schoolbag and all the books that had flown out of it. George and Ringo were picking up her bike. We helped her to the other side of the road, on the sidewalk.

Alexandra's POV
I was dusting off my clothes, while four lads were helping me up and to the sidewalk. That was fun. Not.
One of them kept apologizing. His voice was very familiar. They all apologized and handed me my bags. "Thanks" I mumbled.

One of them put his hand on my shoulder and spoke up "Are you sure you're alright, luv?" I completely froze. I tucked my hair behind my ear, and looked up at them.
John took his hand off my shoulder and the shock on his face turne into a big smile. "Alexandra?!" I smiled at him, and replied in a small voice "Hi John." and before I knew it, he was hugging me - very tightly. I patted his back "John, I need air if I want to stay alive." I said jokingly, and he let go of me. "You don't know how much I missed ye, Alex." he said with a huge grin on his face.

I looked at George and hugged him too. "When did you get so tall, Harrison?" I smiled up at him and he chuckled. "Maybe you just shrunk, Lexy." I laughed at him.
The guy standing next to George nudged him with his elbow. George looked at him and back at me. "Oh, Alex, this is Ringo." I smiled at Ringo took a good look at him.
"Didn't we dance at that one party, back in the summer of '58?" I asked him. I recognized his droopy blue eyes. He nodded and pulled me into a hug. "That's me, luv."

I turned back around to John now, who was quietly talking to Paul.

"Hi Paul." I said while I put my hands in my pockets. He nodded at me. "Hello Alexandra. Nice to see you again."
I frowned at him. Really? After four years, that's all he's gonna say?

I sighed and decided to pay no attention to Paul. "What're you guys doing here, anyway?" I asked the rest of them.

"Well, we have a record deal, and we're gonna record our first album here." John said while pointing to the other side of the road. My jaw dropped? "Really?! That's so cool! what's your band's name? I s'pose it's not The Quarrymen anymore?" George chuckled a little and John grinned. "It's The Beatles. With an A"

I smiled. "Fab name"
"Why don't you stay with us?" George asked. "We have loads of catching up to do." I looked at John, and Ringo who were nodding. Then I looked at Paul. He just shrugged. Whatever.

"Okay, sure, why not" I smiled and got off my bike. We went to the other side of the road and got inside the recording studio. I saw a little chair and sat on it. I had a nice view on all four the boys now.

The song started with a harmonica, and Paul started singing. I looked at John first, and then at Paul. He was looking straight at me while singing the song.

Love, love me do. You know I love you. I'll always be true. So please...Love me do.