December 23rd, 1963
Nothing in Paul and I's relationship has been simple but why is it that he seems to be the only problem lately?
He puzzles me.
When I feel things are finally going well for us, he shows me a side of him I don't understand.
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve and Paul and I have planned to take a trip to Kent for the next two days so Paul can meet my family and spend Christmas with us.
I feel uneasy about the night we went out to the club and we have yet to speak about it.
I guess I haven't found the right time to bring it up.
I've debated about even bringing it up but I guess it's troubling me too much.
With our bags packed and ready to go, Paul loads them into the car for our impending 4 1/2 hour trip.
I'm excited to go back home but I am also nervous about how my family will treat Paul.
They have always loved Wells, especially my mum.
She has openly expressed many times that she believes we are perfect for each other.
But they don't know the real him.
I hope they see that Paul is the one for me.
An hour or so into the drive we hear a radio announcer say"The next tune is from a couple of our own! These lads are the latest thing. Everyone, it's The Beatles featuring John Lennon, Paul McCartney, George Harrison and Ringo Starr with their BBC recording of 'Soldier Of Love.' "
Paul gets overly excited hearing not only their song but his name being said.
He turns the radio up on full volume and slams his hands on the wheel"Do you hear that baby? It's US.
I can feel America in my bones!""Oh honey that's wonderful, this song is amazing. When did you record this?"
"Don't you remember? We had that picnic at the lake right after"
"Paul, that wasn't me..."
"Oh that's right, I'm sorry baby. I didn't mean to say that. We'll make better memories than that one."
"There seems to be a lot of things you don't mean to say or do."
"What does that mean?"
"It means that lately all you do is make mistakes or so-called mistakes."
"Of course I do because you're perfect right?"
"No. How could you flirt with girls in front of my face Paul!?"
"I didn't think you took your eyes off of Neal long enough to notice!"
"What?"
"Funny how you notice everything but don't notice how hard he was coming onto you and how easily you fell for it. I was only around those girls cause you were all over him and it showed."
"We were not flirting! A conversation is not flirting! Maybe you just never had to have one without expecting something out of it."
"You call a kiss at your doorstep a conversation?"
"How do you know about that? Were you following me? It was on the forehead nothing else"
"You're so self-righteous Evie. I saw everything."
"I liked you better when you weren't my boyfriend! You should've just stayed with Jane. I was happier with being the mistress to you while I was with George. You treated me better."
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Baby, It's You. (Paul McCartney fanfiction)
Fiksi PenggemarWhen it comes to him, she forgets what's good for her. WARNING: There will be smut 🔥 *Timelines are not meant to be accurate to actual historical dates and years* Also, this is my first real fan fiction. Interaction with this book means everythin...