John's POV
I had a very restless night, I kept tossing and turning. I knew Brian and Pete were doing something behind our back, I just KNEW it. Although Paul and George didn't believe me. Paul thinks I'm still mad because Brian hadn't told us that he knew Ringo was in danger and it kinda is, but not the main reason. As for George, I don't think he believes me, but it's hard to tell. Ever since Ringo is gone he hadn't spoken or eaten as much as he used to. He wasn't himself anymore, which only made the situation worse. It was like we lost George too.
I was about to throw my blanket of me when I felt someone in my bed. It was Paul and the sight of him immediately made me smile. The night before he went to George's room, but apparently he returned in the night. It's only been a few months since we both declared our love for each other, but it already feels like years. Only, I don't think he has forgiven me for my outburst yesterday. I probably will apologize, but that doesn't mean that I don't suspect Pete or Brian anymore. I heard a croaked voice, it was Paul's morning voice, which made me smile immediately.
''Good morning.'' He said.
''Good morning sleepy head.'' I hesitated, but decided to get straight to the point. ''Look Paul, I'm sorry about my outburst yesterday.''
''Just don't get so mad okay? Pete and Brian don't have anything to do wi-''
''I saw Pete, he has got something to do with it, believe me.'' I felt my anger boiling up again, but I tried to stay calm.
''Just let it go John.''
''No way, let's ask George, he hasn't said anything about this.''
''You know damn well why John.''
''Oh because poor Ringo is gone. He isn't a child, I miss Ringo too and do you see me crying all the time!'' I wished I could take those seconds back, Paul stared at me in shock. We heard a door shut and knew George was on the hallway when I said that. Paul and I went to George's door and knocked on it. The only thing we heard were sobs.
''George, please let us in.''
Nothing.
''I didn't mean what I said. You know that I could be very stupid when I'm mad.''
We waited for 10 minutes outside the door until George opened it. He wasn't crying, but his face was all wet.
''Go in John and talk with him.'' Paul whispered in my ear. George was watching the ground awkwardly.
''Uhmm Le... let's sit down eh?'' With that I walked in the room and sat down with George. Paul didn't come with us and instead closed the door while waiting outside.
Paul's POV
I silently closed the door and waited in the hallway. This was the first time John and George were together in one room talking about what is happening. I just had to give them some time. Brian his door opened and a nervous looking Brian walked out.
''Hi ehm George... Paul, Paul I mean... I will be gone for a few hours okay?'' With that he ran to the stairs and was gone.
He had left his keys in his door while locking it. I had to wait a while till John and George were done so I decided to take a look in Brian's room. I opened his door and carefully walked in. I had waited for this moment when I met Brian. I finally was about to find out what shampoo he uses. I opened the bathroom door and turned the shampoo bottle. It was from White Rain, I grinned, his hair secret wasn't a secret anymore.
I stood up and was about to walk out of the room when I saw something shiny in his trash can. I hesitated, maybe I shouldn't go through his stuff, but then again it was in his trash can. So maybe I could take a little look.
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FanfictionAfter the Beatles had a succesful performance on the Ed Sullivan show in 1963, they became instantly famous in America. Ringo Starr is very excited about this and about the concert they were about to give. He also started to accept his feelings for...