Sure to fall

Chapter twelve: How've you been?

After Paul had left Mike's house, I collapsed on his couch.

"You alright?" He asked.

I nodded. "Yeah I'll be fine."

"Well I gotta go into town to pick up my guitar, so you can stay here or you can come with me."

"I think I need to go see John actually, but thanks."

I got up and hugged Mike. "Hey, you come over anytime."

I smiled. "I do."

Mike laughed as I walked out the door.

I got back in my car and vowed to never look away from the road again.

I felt so terrible for hitting Paul.

When I arrived at John's, I noticed another car in his driveway.

I knocked on the door, and Paul answered.

"Oh 'ello Alese! Fancy seeing you here." He winked.

The color drained from my face. "Oh, uh, hi Paul." I said nervously. "What are you doing here?"

Paul chuckled. "I had to come tell John what his girl had done to me now, hadn't I?"

I blushed. "Oh..."

"I'm messing with you! He laughed about it." Paul said and let me in.

John was sitting on the couch. "Hey, darlin'! I heard you ran me bassist over."

"I swear it wasn't on purpose!" I giggled.

"I mean I'd run 'im over too!" John laughed.

Paul looked playfully offended.

"What brings you here, my love?" John asked me.

"Well I was going to tell you that I ran over Paul, but it looks like he got here first."

John stood and gave me a hug.

"Hey John, I'll see ya later, Jane is expecting me home."

"Alright bye Paul."

Paul walked out.

"Paul has a girlfriend?" I asked.

"No, Jane is Paul's mother." John said sarcastically. "O'course hes got a girlfriend! Do ye see the way he looks?"

I giggled. "Think you're mate is pretty then, do ya?"

John blushed. "Well not like that, but he's way better looking than me."

I scoffed. "He wishes! You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen."

John felt back onto the couch. "You mean it?!"

I laughed. "Oh shut up John."

"Hey! Wanna go somewhere?" John asked.

"Yeah of course."

We got in my car, and I drove John to a nearby cafe.

We walked inside and sat at a table in the corner.

John waved at someone behind me.

"Who ye wavin' at, John?"

"It's the lad that Paul wants to join me band as lead guitarist."

I turned around.

I met the eyes of George Harrison.

I whipped back around, heart pounding.

When did George get back?

Why didn't he come see me?

Was he gonna walk over here?