And that was when things got a little awkward.

"Hey! I was just kidding." John quickly countered, making sure the fire wouldn't rise up.

Rachel, who was blushing, forced out a laugh. "Yeah, uhm, hey Paul what time is it?"

"About 11'o clock, why?" Came the reply.

Fuck she felt guilty all of the sudden.

And what made Rachel guilty was:

1.)George doesn't know and he's flirting with her already. Well, maybe.
2.)Paul is definitely going to kill her later. Paul is definitely going to murder her and make sure it looked like an accident.
3.)She thinks John is hella attractive.

An uncomfortable silence filled the room.

"I-I'm heading to the loo." Rachel mumbled before walking off.

George shot John a glare and both men went out, the younger giving Paul a quick look.

And Paul was sitting down on the couch. Alone.

"Guess we're always be forever then?" He spoke to his phone. He sighed and began to scroll Twitter.

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"I can't fucking believe you..." George muttered under his breathe.

John gave him a wary glance. "You know I didn't mean it that way. Ever heard of 'Jokingly', Harrison?"

He glared at him. "Well actions speak louder than words John!"

"What are you saying?" He whispered-yelled at him.

"I saw how you fucking looked at her," George seethed.

"Looking doesn't mean shit when I don't like the gal!" He retorted. "George you could have her all you want, okay? I don't like her that way. I don't."

"I-I... Fuck, I'm sorry..." George rubbed his face with his hands. "Pattie..."

"She isn't the same as Pattie, do you understand? Rachel's different."

George bit the inside of his cheek. "John, I don't think I would be a proper boyfriend to her."

"What do you mean?"

"I... Jus' look at me... I'm a jealous guy."

"That's my line."

"Just... I... I really like her and it's been two fucking days and I don't want to rush her---"

"You could talk to her, give 'er some more of those cringey lines. Make her fall for you!" John waved his arms around for emphasis. "In the words of the great Shia Lebouf: just do it!"

"Hey! My lines aren't cringey. Rachel liked them." George took a sip of his water. "Yeah I could.. I could try..."

"That's the spirit." John slapped his back, earning an 'oof!' from the younger.

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Rachel gave Paul a quick look and he quickly understood what she meant.

"I.. Uh, we have to go back to our flat. My dog's with my neighbor and I have to check up on her." Paul stumbled out.

John pouted. "Leaving so soon?" Paul was irked that he was facing Rachel when he said that. A small bruise was forming on his jaw from Rachel's kick.

"Uh yeah," Rachel said, totally oblivious to John's attention.

Paul tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up. "I'm gonna go ready the car, okay Rach?"

She nodded, fidgeting with Paul's big sweater. She looked cute in it.

"You know the offer still stands," He smirked, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

"What offer--- oh." She blushed. "Oh."

Then she leaned in, lips barely touching John's jawline. But he felt it. He felt her soft lips brush against his skin. She quickly retracted. She turned away before George saw anything.

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John froze, wide-eyed with disbelief. Then he felt his face warm up.

George looked up from his phone. "What's the matter John?" He saw Rachel turn to him and do a quick wave before going out. He waved back, smiling like the love-struck idiot he was.

"Nothing, Gear." He muttered. "Nothing."

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"Hey Rach..."

"Hmm?"

"N-Nothing..."

She faced him, blue eyes boring into her. "Seriously Paul, what is it?"

Only one word escaped Paul's lips.

Rachel widened her eyes. "You know I don't like him, Paulie."

The man bit his bottom lip. "I know, I know. But... you guys seem so close..."

Rachel felt the first ripple of guilt pass through her.

"Nah." She said, shaking it off. "We were jus' trying to know each other. Also, bros before hoes, right?"

Paul chuckled. "But you aren't a bro anymore. C'mere you big-nosed beauty." He hugged her.

She giggled but complied. "C'mere you big-assed drama queen."

"Hey! My ass is not that big."

"If you got it, flaunt it." She quipped, a smile in her lips.

Bros before hoes.

Or in this part, chicks before dicks.

Well, Rachel still has her dick.

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"Martha! Did you miss daddy? Yes you did yes you did!"

The puppy yipped and wagged her tail.

Rachel was in another world, absorbed in texting George.

Rachie Starkey: y'know u werent a bad dancer :p

Geo Harrison: i wasn't a bad dancer? im a HORRIBLE dancer 😁 it isn't really my forte

Rachie Starkey: i assume you're better at guitar?🎸

Geo Harrison: yeah sometimes john writes and i play the chords he makes you? you play?

Rachie Starkey: jus the drums and i sing a bit

Geo Harrison: you sing?

Rachie Starkey: paul's better at it anyway haha

Geo Harrison: i want to hear it 😀

Rachie Starkey: i sound like a dying whale 😂😅😆

Geo Harrison: we're having a karaoke machine rented at the xmas party and you are going to sing🎤🎼

Rachie Starkey: i want to hear you too it's only fair 😊

Geo Harrison: deal 😉 and don't forget the star wars tomorrow 🍿🎫🎟🎬

Her heart sped up at the thought of meeting George again.

Rachel Starkey: what time was it again?

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"What time is the movie premiere tomorrow?" George asked across the room.

John scrolled down his phone, narrowing his eyes a bit. The screen was a bit blurry.

"About... 8 o'clock. Have you seen my glasses?" He asked the younger.

He saw that George was a bit busy texting somebody. Probably Rachel.

His phone beeped.

Pol Maccartney: hey johnny whats up?

His lips curled up.

Jhn Lnn: the ceiling, dumbass

Pol Maccartney: 🙄 i know that you bastard 😝

Jhn Lnn: at the xmas party, i'm renting a karaoke machine. i want you to sing 😇🎤

Pol Maccartney: and get beaten again? nu uh lennon

Jhn Lnn: promise i'll let you pick any song you want

Pol Maccartney: you sure?

Jhn Lnn: as long as it's not teen beach for fcks sake

Pol Maccartney: 😏 deal.

Don't get him wrong, John had a small crush on Paul for a while now. He was handsome, cute, attractive, whatever synonym the Meriam-Webster dictionary app in his phone could provide.

Maybe Rachel was just a small infatuation. Just a teensy crush. She was pretty but Paul pretty-er.

John shook his head. He shouldn't judge the two of them.

He heard George laugh softly, looking at the phone with pure love with his eyes. John knew that he was falling for the girl, hard and fast. And he needed a parachute or he'll hurt himself landing down.
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I'm sorry but Lennstarr... i was tempted by the devil to make this (^~^)

So yeah if you liked the chapter hit that like button and comment if you want to!

Bye,

~Gracexxx

PS

More Starrison fluffy moments coming also some Mclennon :3