Chapter15

                                                    To Be Desired
                                                      Chapter 15

       I woke up and looked at the clock next to my bed. 4:37p.m. I sat up in bed. I didn�t feel tired, and I actually felt almost perfect. I jumped up and looked in the mirror. He loved me he loved me he loved me. I pulled my ponytail out and ran my hand through it, that looked ok. I did a little dance and found my cases by the bed and changed into my sweat shorts and a red T-shirt. I opened the door and walked into the common room. Everyone was sitting around. Smoke was in the air. I walked silently to Paul, who was playing his guitar to an unfamiliar tune and staring at the fret. I touched his head. He looked up. �Hey� He said smiling. I smiled back �Hi� I said. I fell onto the couch next to him. He propped his guitar against the couch and turned to me. �Sleep well?� He asked. I nodded. �Yeah, I feel all better.� I said. He smiled �Great� He said before he pulled me on his lap and kissed me (on the lips finally). I kissed him back and slid my hands around his neck. I pulled back and ran my hand through his hair. I tugged gently on a piece of his bangs. �I love your hair� I said. The hair that he lets me play with. �I�ve noticed� He replied smiling. �and I love your eyes� I went on, touching his long eyelashes. The ones that see me everyday. �and I love your lips� I said tracing them with my finger. The ones that kiss me. �and I love your arms� I proceeded. The ones that carry me to bed. �And I love your chest� I said. The one that holds his heart for me. I ran my hand down his chest and his stomach.

�OK-� John started, who was sitting on the armchair next to the couch. �Can we stop before we go any lower?� He asked. I burst out laughing. �No, no, go on� Paul said smiling. I smiled back. �And I love your sexy feet� I ended. He mock-disappointment. I smiled wider. I grabbed the guitar by the couch and set it on my lap ready to play before I realized it was Paul�s and of course he was left handed. I set it back down. �I was wondering when you�d realize it� Paul said smiling. I shook my head. �It�s not my fault your in the minority of left handed people.� I said. He glared at me jokingly. I glared back before we both smiled.

�Oh, I�m taking you somewhere later� Paul said. I looked at him. �Somewhere?� I asked. He nodded. �Nowhere special, just somewhere� He said. �Could you be more pacific?� I asked. He shook his head. �No� He said. �Ok�� I drawled. I stood up. �I�m going to take a shower� I said. �OK� He smiled.

I walked into my room and turned on the shower. I finished quickly and wrapped my towel around me, brushing my hair out. I walked into my room and searched for what to wear. He said nowhere special so I picked out my tight medium blue jeans and my black t-shirt.

I was blow drying my hair when Paul walked in. �Hey, Luv� He said over the noise. I turned it off and brushed my hair out. �Hey� I smiled. �So does this nowhere special require certain dress?� I asked looking at him. �Oh, no� He said. I nodded. �You look fantastic in whatever you wear anyway.� He said. Ooo compliment. I smiled. �thanks� I said. I laughed. �Even in my favorite color?� I asked. �What�s your favorite color?� He asked a bit confused. �Clear.� I said. It used to be a joke with my friends, for the guy I like to wear my favorite color, but that�s not really my favorite color you see. He smiled. �Oh, I�m sure you�d look fabulous.� He said. I blushed a bit. �Thanks� I said softly. He smiled wider and slid his arms around my waist from behind me. �I�m sure you�d look great in clear too� I added sarcastically. He chuckled into my neck. I put my hands over his. �What time are we going?� I asked. He shrugged a bit. �whenever� He said. �I�ll be right back� He said kissing my neck. I nodded. �I love you, Sarah� He said stepping back. �I love you, too, Paulie� I replied. He left and shut the door behind him.

I looked in the mirror smiling stupidly to myself. He loved me he loved me he loved me. I did a little dance move and then finished blow drying my hair. I put the blow dryer away and touched up my hair with a comb.

Paul walked in with a pizza box and bottles of Dr. Pepper. He dropped the pizza on the bed and set the bottles on the nightstand. �Hello� He said. I smiled. �Hi� I said. �I brought pizza� He said. �I don�t have THAT bad of eyesight, Paul� I said sarcastically. He smiled. I sat down on the side by the pillows. He took slices on plates and put it in front of my looking at me expectantly. I looked down at it and looked back up. �I�m not really hungry� I said. He looked at me. �come on, you haven�t eaten in two days� He weedled. I looked at him. �For me?� He asked, smiling fakely. I looked at him. He leaned over and kissed me deeply.

He pulled back and sat down. �Now eat� He said. I looked at him before I tore off a piece and stuck it in my mouth. I took a sip of Dr. Pepper and looked at him again. �That�s all that was worth?� He asked, pouting. I looked at him, then slowly took another bite. I realized I really was actually quite hungry and finished the rest of it and another piece. I finished my Dr. Pepper and Paul finished his dinner. He looked out the window and stood up taking my hand. �Come on� He said pulling me up. He led the way to the common room and out to the balcony. We sat down side by side and stared across the horizon. The sun was just setting. �Ooo How romantic� I said. He smiled and slid his hand around my waist. I leaned into him and looked out across the illuminated skyline. It was very pretty.

We sat just watching for awhile as the sun slipped farther away. Paul kissed the corner of my mouth. A smile spread across my face. I turned a bit and slid my hand up on the back of his neck, kissing him back. He tightened his arm around me and pulled back a bit. The sun was just about gone. �let�s go� Paul said standing up. He took my hand and pulled me up next to him. He slid his arm around my shoulder and opened the door.

The other Beatles and Neil were sitting about watching TV. �I�m going to get my sweatshirt� I said to Paul. He nodded. I found my red hooded sweatshirt and yanked it over my head. I applied some quick makeup and walked into the common room, leaving my purse behind. I walked up to Paul.

�Ok, ready� I said. He smiled. �Let�s go then� He said grabbing my hand and walking towards the door. �Bye guys� I shouted as Paul closed the door. �Are you supposed to be doing this?� I asked. �What do you mean?� He said pushing the button for the elevator. �Well, wont you get mobbed or something?� I asked as the elevator doors opened. �Naw� He said stepping inside with me behind him. �Fans don�t expect us to go outside so they usually don�t believe its us, plus it�s dark out� He explained as the elevator descended. �I see� I said. �So where we going??� I asked. He smiled. �I have no idea� He said as the doors dinged open and we walked into the lobby. �You have no idea?� I asked. He nodded. �But, let�s go there� He said as he pushed the doors open and we walked into the cool night. �OK� I smiled leaning into him. We walked down the shop lined streets slowly. I thought we would be mobbed instantly but we weren�t even looked twice at. This was a cute little town. I was looking at all the cute little shops. I saw this gorgeous black dress. �Oh, How pretty� I said touching the glass. Paul stopped with me. �Yeah� He said. �Do you like it?� He asked. I looked at him, he raised his eyebrows. I looked back at the dress, then back to Paul. I knew he would buy it if I wanted it. I shook my head. �No� I said linking my arm in his. �Come On� I said skipping down the street. I turned a corner and took off running down the street, Paul ran after me. �Where you going?� He shouted. �I dunno� I shouted back laughing.

At the end of the street was a cute little green park. I grabbed the light pole and swung around it. Paul stopped beside me catching his breathe. �This is a nice park.� I said looking around. There was a playground with monkey bars and swings and a merry go round and things. It also had a huge space of green grass with some big oakish trees spread about. There was no one there, I guess it was a bit late for children to be out. I started walking towards the swings but Paul grabbed my arm I looked back, he was smiling evily. �Let go� I whined smiling. He shook his head. �Not until you kiss me.� He said. I looked at the ground out of the side of my eye. I pushed him up against the fence suddenly and kissed him feverishly. His grip loosened slowly before his arm dropped to his side. I pulled away quickly and ran towards the swings. Paul laughed and followed me to the swings. I sat down on one of them. Paul sat on the swing next to me. �Is this were we were going?� I asked. He nodded. �I believe it fits under the category �somewhere�, yes.� He said. I smiled. �I believe it does.� I said.

I leaned back a bit. �Do you like being a Beatle?� I asked. �Yeah, I love making music, It�s my life� He said. I looked at him. �Do you like being a Beatle?� I repeated. He looked at me for a minute. �Some parts aren�t so great.� He started. �I mean I love what I do, making music, It�s the other things that bother me. Like the fans, I don�t mean that, I love the fans but they don�t give us any privacy, and the reporters. We lost our lives to the media.� He said leaning against the chains of the swing. �And doing the business parts and films those aren�t so great either. But when it comes down to it, I really do love being a Beatle.� He said standing up. �Do you like being a Beatle�s girlfriend?� He smiled grabbing my hand and pulling me up. �Oh yeah� I said following him across the playground. �I love it� I added. We walked across the grass to an open spot and Paul pulled me down to the ground. He laid down on his back and put his hands behind his head with his elbows out. I laid down next him and stared up at the sky. All the stars were so pretty. �I love stars� I said. �So do I� Paul replied. �I love how they aren�t just dots, they sparkle.� I said. �Yeah� He murmured bringing my hand to his face and pressing a kiss into my palm. I smiled. I turned on my side to face Paul and ran my hand through his hair. The stars weren�t as beautiful as he was.

I leaned over him and kissed him gently. He brought his hand to the side of my face and kissed me deeper. His hand traveled down my body and he slid his hand up my shirt. I shivered when he touched my skin. He fingered the bottom of my bra and hesitated before slipping his hand inside. I gasped softly as he stroked me. He kissed me harder and I leaned into his hand. I moaned into his mouth . After a bit I pushed his arm down gently. It felt really good, but I didn�t want him to get carried away. He slid his hand back up my shirt and I was worried I would have to slap him or something before he got the hint, but he left his hand on my stomach. I ran my hand up through the back of his hair and pulled back slowly before I suffocated.

He smiled at me breathing rapidly. I smiled back and blushed a bit. He chuckled and kissed me gently before laying his head back down on the grass. I laid my head down next to his. He took my hand and held it in his. I looked back up at the sky thinking, about Paul. I rested for awhile, the cool air playing across my face. I sighed and opened my eyes again, studying the stars. I suddenly saw a shooting star burst across the sky and made a wish closing my eyes. Perhaps someday it would come true.

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