I'd just like to say if I haven't said this already, I do own the writing, but none of the pictures, songs or lyrics (Unless stated otherwise) this is my story, and I wrote it, I have put it on another website. Thank you for reading! And all rights go to The Beatles; John Lennon, George Harrison, Paul McCartney and Ringo Starr.

Chapter 9;

I woke up in a bed different then mine and with arms wrapped tightly around my waist, memories of yesterday rushed through my mind and I smile at the though, but then the words John had said to me that night haunt my thoughts. I look around and try to see the clock that’s on the bedside table beside of Paul but I can barely see over him before he starts stirring awake as his eyes start to flutter and open I close my eyes and he pulls me even closer.

“G’ morning love” Paul whispers in my ear, with his scruffy sleepy voice, kissing my head, making me giggle a bit

“Good morning baby.” I say back to him trying to pull away from his grip and he just pulls me closer, if it’s even humanly possible. Paul starts to tickle me and I scream “Paul! Stop!” I say squealing and trying to get out of his grip. “Get off, stop tickling me! I can’t breathe!” I say screaming and laughing trying hard to breathe when all of a sudden the phone rings, “Shit, what time is it?” Paul says jumping up to go over to the phone and I pull my fingers through my hair fixing my shirt and looking at the clock ‘9:57am’ the clock read and I could hear Paul start to say things on the phone not realizing that I was toning him out earlier.

“Yes, I know, it’s a thirty minute drive though.” Paul says on the phone playing with the wrapping cord.

“Oh, yes, Brian wants to have a meeting with us. Okay, okay, we’ll go buy something nice to wear for today. Okay, I’ll see you there in 45 minutes. Goodbye, okay, okay, I’ll tell her goodbye.” Paul says hanging up the phone and looking over at me and sighing.

“Who was that?” I say looking over at Paul and smiling, hopefully he’s just tired.

“The boys. We have to leave, they’re coming and I need a new suit and you’ll need something nice for today.” Paul says smiling at me and going over to sit beside me.

“I guess we should be going, you know how long it takes for girls to go shopping!” I say laughing at myself and combing my fingers through my hair.

“Alright dear. Would you like to get dressed first?” Paul says to me chuckling and laughing.

“Yes! I’ll be right back.” I said to Paul jumping up kissing him and running away laughing at him.

When I got to the bathroom I brushed my teeth, brushed my hair, changed into my jeans and my shirt. When I opened the door Paul was already there and dressed.

“Ah good you’re ready” Paul says to me as we walk hand in hand to the door with our little bag of things.

“Paulie where are-” I start to say but I’m cut off by a little ding from the elevator we were riding in and the door opening. The girl was about 15, she wore her short hair in a braid, she had glasses, braces and wore a shirt that said ‘The Beatles’ Paul obviously noticed this and started to pull his shirt collar up and hat down to his face.

“Hello” She slurred, obviously because of her braces

“Hi.” I said to her holding onto Paul even tighter now.

“I love your hair and your have pretty eyes! Almost fully blue and green.” She said to me smiling, I smiled at the thought of my eyes, love eyes.

“Thank you! I like your shirt. Who’s your favorite?” I asked referring to her Beatles shirt knowing Paul would probably get a kick out of it.

“I love Ringo’s eyes! But George has to be my favorite! I just want to kiss him all over!” She says obviously getting excited and very dream-like, thinking about it making me too think of it. And when I pictured it, her kissing George my blood started boiling, I wanted to punch her, George was mine. And then hearing Paul snort at her comment almost made me start to bust out laughing.

“Oh yes, well I must be off. Have a good day!” I say to her rushing off with Paul as soon as the doors open showing the lobby and walking out the front door with Paul. As soon as we got half way down the side walk we started to burst out laughing and then Paul looked at me serious “How am I not her favorite?” Paul said making a sad serious face.

“Awh, McCartney, you’re losing it.” I said laughing at him and then looking back at him “You’re still my favorite.” I said wrapping my arms around his neck and he put his at the small of my back and I kissed him, it was a deeper kiss than a usually peck and public display of affection isn’t usually aloud, especially since he’s one of the most famous people in England right now, but who cares, he’s here with me. I pull away and start laughing “Come on, let’s go Paulie.” I say to him and he pulls me closer putting an arm around my waist.

“Where are we going?” I say laughing a little not having a clue where we’re going and that we’re just walking the same direction.

“Up the road. They have those really expensive stores that they told us to go too.” He said pointing forward and I could some what see the buildings getting nicer and more expensive looking.

“How expensive? I don’t want you to spend too much on me.” I say to him shyly, not real wanting a lot of attention or money spent on me.

“The producer of the TV show put money down so we could buy whatever we want.” Paul say excitement gleaming in his eyes, looking like he feels amazingly important.

“Oh alright.” I say laughing and getting excited myself, I haven’t been shopping these past few month I’ve lived with the boys.

“Here we are.” Paul says bringing me to a big building with glass windows and doors to the top of the building. On the inside there were wooden floors, the walls were a light green color and there were racks of clothes, women clothes on the left and the mens on the right. As we walked in Paul took off his hat and pulled his face up so the worker can see him.

“Ah, hello Mr. McCartney.” said an older man coming from behind a glass holding case, that also had the cash register at.

“Hello sir, this is Emily.” Paul said shaking the store owners hand and then letting him shake my hand.

“Nice to meet you ma’am. The TV producers sent us the money for your attire tonight. Who would like to go first.” The old man said to us bringing us to the middle of the room to a sitting area with a long black couch and two red chairs, his heels clicking on the marble floor.

“Fit Paul first, I’ll just look around for now.” I say to them before Paul could say that I should go first and before he could protest I nodded and walked over to the women clothing.

A lot of the clothing was formal of course but there were a few things that were more quirky and things I liked. There were two dress I really liked one was red and had almost tank top sleeves, but instead ended like a triangle and went down into a little sleeve and the next one was a black dress that would be about to my knees, it was three quarters sleeves and had 4 thick strips one around the collar, the other at the almost bottom of the dress and the other 2 on the sleeves almost at the bottom too.

“Emily come here, please.” Paul called from the other side, I followed to where I heard his voice coming from, he was at the men’s side dressing room.

“Yes dear?” I say to him as he turns around reveling a white button up and the dark jeans he was wearing when he came in.

“Do you like the blue, gray or black suit?” Paul says to motioning towards 3 suits hanging up.

“Are you spouse to be matching with the boys?” I ask him confused to why the boys shouldn’t have their suits and Paul sighed at that.

“Yes. I’m choosing the colour for all of us.” Paul said worried and the store owner just looked at us, worry filling his eyes too.

“Hey, I know it! Sir, do you have a colour that’s almost in between the black and grey?” I said to him knowing the middle colour would look good on all four of the boys, making Pauls eyes look less worried and the owner popped up like he had forgotten something.

“Ah! Yes, yes we do. And we have them in every size since they’ve just came out, great thinking, brilliant!” He says to me jumping up and going to the back room and when he’s out of sight, Paul gets up and hugs me pecking me on the lips and thanking me.

“You’re welcome.” I tell him, getting lose from his grip and as if on queue Ringo, John and George knock on the door that’s locked and Mr. Tucker - the store owner came back into the room.

“Ooh, it’s the boys. I’ll go get it.” I say walking over to the door and unlocking it, opening the door. Before I could even say hey George tackles me in a hug.

“Down boy!” John said laughing as I hugged him back tighter, and then Ringo and John join the hug.

“I missed you.” George whispers in my ear, so lightly I barely could hear it.

“I missed you too.” I say back to him and letting the boys go.

“It’s nice to see you guys too!” I say laughing and they say hi to me and how they are so excited for tonight.

“Come on, I’ll show you where Paul and the store owner is.” I say to the boys waving a hand so they’ll notice I’m leaving and start walking in the direction that Paul and Mr. Tucker were.

“Oh hello boys. This is Mr. Tucker.” Paul says moving so the boys can shake hands with Mr. Tucker.

“Ah yes I believe, I spoke to George on the phone.” Mr. Tucker says as they introduce themselves shaking his hand.

“We picked out these suits.” Paul says pointing down to himself and showing his hand towards the wall where there were 3 suits hanging up, that were each of their sizes in the colour that I had picked out.

“What were you planning on wearing?” Ringo said to me looking up and down at the clothes I had been wearing yesterday before we left.

“Um, I saw two dresses over there that I liked.” I said to him, noticing the other boys had went to put on their suits.

“Oh, well, show them to me.” Ringo says to me grabbing my arm and leading me in the direction of the women’s side. I started to protest but he stopped me “I will change later, I really want to speak to you about something and I want to see them.” Ringo said to me truth and protectiveness glimmering in his blue eyes.

“Fine, these two, I haven’t tried them on.” I said laughing as his eyes brightened up when he saw them.

“The black one defiantly, it’ll look amazing on you.” He said chuckling and picking up the dress and then looking at me with a serious face and turning back to me “Emily, did you and Paul…” Ringo said in a serious tone to me, trailing off as if he didn’t want to know the answer.

“Ringo. Ringo look at me! No I did not, actually he tried to touch me and I almost started crying. I told you guys I wouldn’t and I’m not going too.” I said seriously, except for laughing when I told him I cried and he started laughing too.

“Okay Emily. Little Georgie loves you. Now go try this on, I want to see how it looks.” Ringo said laughing, handing me the dress and pushing me towards the dressing rooms. I enter the first door and stare at myself in the mirror, my eyes, those special ‘love’ eyes that me and my dad share start to water up, but I suck it up and smile ‘tonight should be fun!’ I say to myself and take off my shirt, cardigan and jeans to put on the dress and smile at the mirror, Ringo was right, the colorful Aztec/Indian designs in the stripes made my eyes and hair look a whole lot brighter and much more defined. I flattened my hair a bit and took in my reflection and smiled. Deciding I spent enough time looking at myself I walked outside and there stood the boys and Mr. Tucker, the boys hair was combed and they were all wearing the same suit.

“Woah” Escaped Pauls lips making me and him both blush, but he quickly shakes it off looking in awe with the others.

“Do you like it?” I say smoothing my hands over my torso.

“I told you it’d look amazing on you!” Ringo says and I just keep thinking he’s like the brother I’ve never had.

“You look beautiful.” George said still starring into my eyes and smiling making me smile too and blush, but also feeling bad, he loves me.

“No one has ever looked as good as you do in the dress, then anyone else who has ever came here.” Mr. Tucker says to me and smiles.

“You’re always so.. Wow.” John says looking me up and down.

They need to stop this, being so nice and making me blush so much.

“Well thank you, you guys. But look at yourselves. Handsome as ever, I love the suits.” I say smiling, and laughing as John wiggles his eyebrows at himself in a mirror.

“Thank you so much for the lovely dress.” I say to the boys and Mr. Tucker, walking out of the door to the car waiting outside for us.

“Hello Hennery!” I say smiling as I get into the car and the boys follow in on both sides. We have small talk, talking of the weather and our nights and about tonight.

“Where are we going anyways?” I say after about 30 minutes in the car, noticing I have no clue where we were going.

“To a TV set, we’ll be doing an interview like ones we’ll be doing in New York!” Ringo said super excitedly as we approached the building we’d soon be having an interview in.

“Here you are boys and ma’am.” Hennery says pulling over to the side of the road and opening the door for us.

“Goodbye, we’ll see you later.” John called since he was the last one to leave and catching up with the rest of us.

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“Tonight, we’ll be having one of the most famous bands of all time. From our own town here in Liverpool The Beatles!!!” says a man with an English accent but more like he’s from London than anything. The boys walked on stage and the crowd went wild.

“Hello there!” The boys said excitedly at the same time after the screaming died down and the crowd went insane again.

“So! Boys, we hear you ha-” The host began to say before he was cut off by a fan screaming loudly “I LOVE YOU SO MUCH JOHN!” and John just smiled and took the mic and said “I love you too ma’am!” after that, the whole crowd erupted with fans screaming out there love for their favorite Beatle, making me laugh to myself as I stood off stage watching it all happen. And that’s when Ringo took the mic “Hey you guys, we all love you, but let us get down with our interview and maybe if there’s time after we’ll talk to you guys!” the crowd went wild again and then calmed down a little so they could actually hear what was being said.

“So boys as I was saying. You have a tour in America coming up?” The host says sounding excited but it almost sounded artificial.

“Yes! We are very excited to see America for the first time and our American fans!” Paul said happy, his voice through the building.

“Ah, I see. Are there any lucky girls to lucky girls to be traveling with you?” The host says and I see the boys look up at me and smirk oh no oh no oh no. I keep thinking in my head, but John comes over and pulls me on stage making room for me on the couch in between Paul and George. Once the fans saw me they dropped silent and then it turned into a riot like they wanted to kill me, the studio police came to quiet them down, telling them if they didn’t they would have to leave, so they did and the host started speaking again.

“Hello ma’am! What’s your name?” He directs this to me and continues to the boys “She sure is beautiful!” He puts his hand out to shake and I take it “My name’s Emily.” I say shyly but trying to be loud, his hands were very soft and cold and it felt weird, because the weren’t like Paul’s.

“Are you excited for their tour in America?” He asks me as I let go of his hand and sit back, I guess Paul or George or Ringo or someone asked him to not ask who’s girls I am.

“Yes very! I had exactly told them earlier that they should go on tour!” I said laughing a little bit, seeing as how ironic that is when I think of it.

The show goes on him asking questions that you’d think he’d ask, I’m glad it was nothing really about couple stuff.

“So what do you say boys? Will you sing us some songs?” The host says and the fans go crazy again, making me sigh, my ears are probably going to suffer some serious damage.

“We will sing one song but we’ll have to go after it.” I hear Ringo shout and the crowd goes crazy again. The boys walk over to the other side of the stage where all of their equipment was set up. The boys whisper something in each others ears. All of a sudden music starts playing, the crowd goes insane and they start singing a song, I now knew all of the lyrics too.

“Can't buy me love, love

Can't buy me love

I'll buy you a diamond ring my friend if it makes you feel alright

I'll get you anything my friend if it makes you feel alright

Cos I don't care too much for money, and money can't buy me love

I'll give you all I got to give if you say you'll love me too

I may not have a lot to give but what I got I'll give to you

I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love

Can't buy me love, everybody tells me so

Can't buy me love, no no no, no

Say you don't need no diamond ring and I'll be satisfied

Tell me that you want the kind of thing that money just can't buy

I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love

Owww

Can't buy me love, everybody tells me so

Can't buy me love, no no no, no

Say you don't need no diamond ring and I'll be satisfied

Tell me that you want the kind of thing that money just can't buy

I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love

Can't buy me love, love

Can't buy me love.”

The crowd goes insane once more and cheers for one more song, the boys agree and start singing another one from there ‘A Hard Day’s Night’ album.

“You say you will love me

If I have to go

You'll be thinking of me

Somehow I will know

Someday when I'm lonely

Wishing you weren't so far away

Then I will remember

Things we said today

You say you'll be mine, girl

Till the end of time

These days such a kind girl

Seems so hard to find

Someday when we're dreaming

Deep in love, not a lot to say

Then we will remember

Things we said today

Me, I'm just the lucky kind

Love to hear you say that love is luck

And though we may be blind

Love is here to stay and that's enough

To make you mine, girl

Be the only one

Love me all the time, girl

We'll go on and on

Someday when we're dreaming

Deep in love, not a lot to say

Then we will remember

Things we said today

Me, I'm just the lucky kind

Love to hear you say that love is luck

Though we may be blind

Love is here to stay and that's enough

To make you mine, girl

Be the only one

Love me all the time, girl

We'll go on and on

Someday when we're dreaming

Deep in love, not a lot to say

Then we will remember

Things we said today “

Paul and George kept starring at me and I just decided to close my eyes and sing to myself so I wouldn’t have to look at either of them. The song ended and we all said our goodbyes. Hennery was already there waiting for us when we were outside and I didn’t say a word to any of them, and instead of going back home because we knew people would probably be following us we stayed in another hotel.

“There’s only 4 beds, not five.” The hotel cashier person said to us.

“I’ll sleep on the couch. It’s fine.” I said and all of the boys tried to get to sleep on the couch so I wouldn’t have too.

“Hey, lets just book the room and we’ll decide there.” I said to them and the boys agreed, because none of there covers were working and a crowd of people started to gather around. We get the hotel room, which was on the top floor and got into the lift making sure nobody was in there or getting in the boys took off their hats.

“You know, now you’re going to have to wear a cover up now?” John said laughing. making every one else laugh too.

“I know, I told you not to bring me up there!” I said laughing too.

“Oh well. Now you can run from the crowd with us!” Ringo said putting his arm around , over my shoulders and the lift opened on our floor. We went into the direction of the right numbers that our room was at. And went inside.

“I’m so hungryyyy!” George whines and lays down on the couch.

“You’re always so-” Paul starts to say but I cut him off with “I’m hungry too!” I say a little whiney too, noticing I haven’t eaten all day.

“Room service!” John yelled and threw a book at us that had all of the food we could order in it. We all picked out what we wanted and we called to tell them, and in about 20 minutes the food was here. After we were done eating it was around 11:45 and I finally convinced the boys to let me sleep on the couch and they went into their own little bedrooms, it was a huge hotel room separated by four bedrooms and a living room and tiny kitchen. I couldn’t sleep much that night and around 12 or 1 someone snuck out into the living room and beside me, softly caressing my face.

“I’ve missed you Emily.” Georges sweet voice rang through my ears. Hearing him say that made me want to start crying, but I did let a tear escape my ear.

“What’s wrong Emily?” He said wiping a tear from my eye.

“Stop making this so hard on me, please George.” I say letting more tears escape from my eyes.

“I’m sorry, I just love you so much.” He says lightly kissing my check and then backing away.

“I know George, but I don’t know how to feel about who.” I said to him truthfully, sniffling and stop letting myself cry.

“I-I’m s-so-sorry. It’s my fault.” George says and starts to get up from the couch and I pull him back down and into a hug.

“It’s fine. I’m just tired. Go get some sleep.” I say to him and let go of him.

“Alright, goodnight love.” George whispers into my ear and kisses the top of my head, leaving, giving me a lot to think about and some how I ended up falling asleep.

A/N; Thank you to everyone who has read! It means a lot. I enjoy reading your comments and stories, thank you again to everyone. I hope you enjoy this one too!(: