First encounters.Paul stepped onto the bus and shook the water out of his no longer perfectly styled brown hair. His deep brown doe eyes scanned the bus until they finally fell upon a boy wearing the same school uniform as him.First encounters. by lisalovesthebeatles
Paul grinned and slipped a bit on the wet floor as the bus pulled away. He walked precariously over to the seat and dropped into it.
"Ello!!" Paul said cheerfully. "Shit weather innit?" The other boy had barely noticed Paul's existence until then, he responded with a quiet "Mm."
Paul's smile faltered a tiny bit and an awkward silence fell over the bus, broken only by the sound of rain pelting off the bus roof and gossiping old women clucking away on the second story.
Paul sighed and smiled broadly and held out his hand. "My names Paul!" The other boy turned his head slightly and squeezed Paul's hand "Mm." He muttered in a strong Scouse accent "'m George." Silence fell again.
Paul studied George's profile out of the corner of his eye. Even in the dim light of the lower deck of th
Backstage Pass: Part 1Backstage Pass: Part 1 by lisalovesthebeatles
Paul threw back his head and screamed in ecstasy and relief. He threw out his arms out and fell backwards, hitting the dirty old stage floor hard. The Germans before him screamed for more but Long Tall Sally had finished Paul McCartney for the night and their gig was over.
Paul felt the audience pull at his trouser bottoms and shoes but then he felt a pair of thin arms hook themselves under his shoulders and drag him backwards.
"Bastards." George muttered to himself as Stu, Pete and John stepped over Paul and left the stage, not one of them stopping to offer to help bring Paul to bed.
When Paul felt himself be dragged up a stairs, he continued to play dead, he wanted to see how long he could drag things out...
George groaned and strained as he dragged Paul's dead weight up the stairs to their shared bedroom. When he reached the door, he kicked it open (it never closed properly anyway, it was always open a bit) and threw Paul on the bed.
Paul lay face down on the bed, breathing shallowl
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He's leaving home."Alright Geo?" I said timidly pushing the bedroom door open. "Why'd you run off like that? The boys are wondering where you went..."He's leaving home. by lisalovesthebeatles
The room was in darkness and from the light in the hallway, i could see George sitting on his bed, hunched over and trembling.
"George!" i said, flicking on the light and rushing in "Baby, are you alright?"
When i sat on the bed next to him he handed me a letter which he had been clutching. All i bothered to look at was the signature "Love your Mummy and Daddy xxx"
"Oh Geo" i whispered "Are you alright?" i lay my hand on his leather clad thigh.
I- wanna- go- HOOME!!!!" George turned and hugged me tight and sobbed into my neck. "I- I wan- my mummy!! Paulie!!!! I wan- mummy and- and daddy!!!"
The little seventeen year old boy, who had been all high and mighty two weeks ago as we left Liverpool dock was now sobbing like a toddler in my arms. Although Mrs Harrison meant well sending him that letter, it didn't help his already over whelming home sickness.
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