Living a Double Life (McLennon)

Cahpter 10

*Paul's POV*

When I woke up the next morning I noticed that arms were wrapped around me. I smiled and pushed my back closer to John and pulled the covers up higher. After a few minutes I felt John's arms squeeze me and then release. I turned around to face him and he kissed my forehead. I smiled up at him and he smiled back. 

"Good morning luv." I wrapped my arms around him and smiled into his shirt. 

"Good morning Macca." He replied sleepily. 

I heard a faint knock on my door and the sound of it being opened. 

"Boys, are you awake?" I turned over and John propped his elbows behind him to hold himself up. 

"Yeah we are." I answered him. 

"Just wanted to let you guys know there's breakfast downstairs if you're hungry." He smiled at us. 

"Yeah we'll be down shortly." I smiled back. 

He cracked the door back and I heard him go down the stairs. 

I turned around and gave John a quick kiss before getting up and throwing on some white dress pants and a light blue denim shirt. We had slept in our boxers last night and I let John borrow a t-shirt from me and I wore the shirt I always wore to bed. 

"You wanna borrow some clothes John?" I looked over at him. "I have plenty of outfits, you can choose from." 

He smiled at me and stood up. "How about this, what do you think would look best on me?" 

"Hmm I'm sure I can put something together. I don't own any jeans though so you're stuck with dress pants." I laughed and he joined in. 

I gave John a pair of black dress pants with a nice bright red button up shirt. He got dressed and I stepped back to take a look. He looked MUCH better in red than I did. 

"What do you think?" He asked me. 

"You look very handsome." I giggled. 

We both put our shoes on and walked downstairs. 

"Hi dad, hey Mike." I said as John and I sat down at the table. I could tell they noticed John's outfit but neither of them said anything and just greeted us with a smile. My dad put down a plate of food in front of both of us and we started to eat. 

"What are you boys up to today?" My dad asked us. 

John and I looked at each other and shrugged. 

"I could show you my guitar." John looked at me. 

"That could be fun. I can bring mine and we could play some things!" I said excitedly. 

"Yes! I can show you a few things that the band and I play!" Before finishing our food we jumped up and ran back upstairs. Leaving my dad and Mike trying to comprehend what just happened. 

We ran upstairs and I put my guitar in its case and John gathered all of his clothes and the basket that was holding the food from the night before. 

"Bye Dad!" I shouted through the house before shutting the front door behind John and I. We giggled and John led me to his house. It was lovely and his Aunt Mimi was very nice. 

"I've heard so much about you." Mimi told me when John introduced us. 

I blushed and John took me up to his room. He set the picnic stuff down in the corner of his room and threw his clothes on the floor. I sat my guitar case on John's bed and took my guitar out. He moved my guitar case carefully off the bed and sat next to me with his guitar in hand. 

“What should we play? Any ideas?” I asked John. 

“I’ve actually written a few things if you’d like to help me finish them?” He looked over at me and I nodded. 

He went into a drawer next to his bed and pulled out a small stack of papers. He handed me a sheet and it had some words scribbled on it and there was no title. 

“This is one of my newer songs, as you see it needs a lot of work.” John laughed. 

The lyrics were good and I knew we’d have no problem with finishing this song up by the end of the day. 

This is where it all starts.