Beatle Ringo Starr had everything he could ever want: worldwide fame, vast amount of riches, a new family, a best friend that never left his side...But when a horrible experiment goes awry and changes his entire life, Ringo must now choose between the new and improved life set ahead for him and the old life he left behind.... {No I don't own the Beatles nor do I own Doctor Who. I wish did though lol :3}

Paul couldn't believe his eyes. Or John’s eyes, to be more precise. Everything in him was John, his voice, his hair; his face and even, well, other parts of his body too. And when he heard a vague moan from the bedroom a terrified idea formed in his head for the first time. If he was John, then where was the actual one?

The Beatles meet Rory Storm and the Hurricanes in Hamburg. Things get a little crazy when George Harrison and Ringo Starr meet, however.

mel·an·cho·li·a ˌmelənˈkōlēə/ noun: melancholia deep sadness or gloom; melancholy. a mental condition marked by persistent depression and ill-founded fears.

This is my first posted fic, so please, be kind. This is a one shot about Paul McCartney, told in his POV. Some implied McLennon. Enjoy! :)

{Starrison and Mclennon} The Beatles fanfic

John didn't move for a good minute or two. Then he set down his guitar and stood up. He walked over and sat down on the edge of Paul's bed and cupped the younger boy's face in his hands. "Paulie, listen to me. I'm in love with you. You. You, and no one else. I will never love someone the way I love you. Nor will I love someone to such intensity. I love you. I love you. I love you." Paul smiled. Because it was exactly what he needed to hear to put his brain at ease. "I know....I love you, too."