| To Be Desired Chapter 16 I rolled onto my stomach and laid my head on my arms. I breathed in the smell of fresh cut grass. I turned my head and looked at Paul. He was staring at the sky in thought. I studied his profile. He was sooo adorable. I love him I love him I love him. I laid my arm around his chest. He looked down at me. I smiled. He smiled back and laid his arm atop mine. �I love you, Paulie� I said as I laid my face against his shoulder. �I love you too, Sarah� H said picking up my hand and pressing it to his lips softly. I smiled and laid my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. I could smell his smell mixing with the smells of the summer night. I tightened my arm around him. �Let�s go for a walk� I suggested. �OK� He said. We stood up and brushed ourselves off. He took my hand and we walked towards the street. I leaned into him as we walked down the dark street. I would normally be afraid to walk in the dark but this was the sixties, plus I had Paulie with me, lol my buff Paulie. We started talking about millions of things jumping from one thing to the next. Everything from our families to music to England, I still wanted to go really bad. �Don�t worry� Paul said. �After the tour you�ll get to see it� He reassured me. �Really?� I asked. �Where else would you go?� He asked. �That�s right� I said. �Yay! I�m finally going to England� I said excitedly. �It�s not that great, Luv� Paul said. �To me it is� I said. We had walked like halfway across town and back. It was about 10:00 p.m. We walked through the back again and got safely inside. In the elevator up I realized I was tired as I watched the dial going up the number scale. The doors opened and we walked across the hall and walked inside. Everyone was up playing monopoly or some strange board game. �You guys play board games?� I asked when we walked up to the table. �Sure� Ringo said. �Only when we feel like it.� John added. I nodded. �Fun� I said. I sat down on the couch and caught sight of Paul�s guitar again. �Does anyone have a guitar that�s not left handed?� I asked. John looked at me. �Yup. Mine�s over there� He pointed to the wall where a guitar was propped up by the door. �Can I borrow it?� I asked. He nodded and looked back down at the board. I walked over and picked it up and brought it back. I pulled the pick from the fret and tuned it a bit. I started playing different bits from songs skipping around from tune to tune. My fingers started to hurt after awhile, I hadn�t played guitar in so long. I pulled my fingers off and shook my hands. �You�re very good� Paul said. I looked at him while I put the pick back between the strings. �You�re joking.� I said. He shook his head. �No, really� He assured. I nodded and smiled. �Thanks� I said. Not knowing if that was really the truth or he was just being nice. I set it down next to the couch and looked at Paul�s guitar. �Ok, now you play something� I said gesturing to his guitar. He smiled and picked it up. �Ok then� He said. He plucked a few notes before jumping through different songs, his were more complicated but in the same style as I did. He played a bit of �And I Love Her� but then jumped to another song, I don�t think he knew the whole part. He went on forever but I loved it. Paul McCartney was sitting in front of me, playing his guitar to me. He was extremely good. I watched his fingers move quickly up and down the fret board. He finally stopped and flexed his fingers tightly. I clapped. �You�re way better than me.� I said leaning back against the armrest. He shook his head. �I�ve just had more practice, if you practiced you�d be better than me I bet.� He said setting his guitar against the couch. �I�m sure� I said sarcastically. �You would� he insisted. I nodded. �Riiiiight, Paul� I drawled like yeah right. He shook his head and smiled. I felt incredibly tired and stood up. �I�m going to bed� I told Paul. He stood up. �Alright� He said. I threw my arms around his neck. �goodnight� I said. �Goodnight, Luv� He said softly, kissing me. His arms snaked around my waist as I kissed him back. When I couldn�t breathe anymore I pulled my head back gently and laid it on Paul�s shoulder. He tightened his arms around me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, relaxing into him. I could fall asleep like this prolly. I pulled back a bit and slid my hands to his shoulders. �Night� I said. �G�night, Luv� he said kissing me gently. I stepped back and walked back towards my room. I saw John looking at me. He smiled smally when he saw me. I smiled back before stepping into my room. �Night guys� I said loudly. The other Beatles echoed good night before I shut the door. I changed into my sweat shorts and spaghetti strap shirt and got ready for bed. I slipped in between the sheets and snuggled into the bed before falling asleep. I woke up to the sound of the door opening. I kept my eyes shut and snuggled into the drowsy warmth of the bed. I felt someone lay down next to me. I rolled over and opened my eyes. Paul laid his arm over me and pulled me to him. "Morning Luv" he said sleepily. "morning" I said rubbing my eyes. I tugged on a piece of Paul�s bangs before I turned a little and looked at the clock. It was only 5:47 a.m. �Paul, Isn�t it a bit early to be getting up?� I asked turning back to him. �I�m not getting up� He said pulling the sheets over him. I looked at him confused. He settled his arm around me. �I just came in cos I missed you� He said. He looked at me �I�ll leave if you�d rather� He said. I smiled. �Shurrup� I said sliding my arm around him. He smiled. �OK� He said kissing the corner of my mouth. I sunk into the softness of the bed and fell back asleep quickly. I woke up abruptly. I opened my eyes and looked around the room slowly. I looked at the clock. 8:23 a.m. I�m sure it was probably time to get up. I knew they had an afternoon show today. Paul�s arm tightened around me as he mumbled incoherently. �Paulie� I said softly, pushing the hair from his eyes. I slid my hand across his head. He looked different without his Beatle bangs. I picked my hand up and his hair flopped back in his face. �Paulie� I repeated. He stirred and his eyes fluttered open. �Morning� I said. Paul smiled. �Morning� He said. He pulled me closer and kissed me. I slid my hands to his chest and pushed him away gently. I had a nasty morning taste in my mouth. �I have a nasty taste in my mouth� I explained. �I don�t care� He said pulling me to him. I pushed my hand on his chest and tried getting up. He pouted. I shook my head, he smiled evilly. He moved his hands to my sides and started tickling me. I wiggled away, laughing. He tickled me mercilessly. �Stop� I choked out between laughing. I wiggled away and fell off the bed, tangled in blankets, onto the floor giggling and trying to catch my breath. I tried standing up and struggled to get out of the blankets. I won and they dropped to the floor pooled around my ankles. Paul was smiling at me wickedly. I smiled. �Nit� I said opening my case. I pulled out my toothbrush and Paul�s toothpaste and left into the bathroom. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth well. I rinsed off my toothbrush and shook off the water into the sink, checking my teeth in the mirror. Paul walked up next to me and plucked the brush from my hand. �Thanks� He said putting toothpaste on it. �No problem� I said sarcastically. I left to my room and searched for what to wear. I changed into my tan pants and white shirt. I brushed my hair, and was applying eye shadow when Paul walked back through the door. He walked up behind me and slid his arms around my waist. I turned around and slid my arms around his neck. He kissed me and I kissed him back. Mmm minty fresh. He pulled away. �I love you� he said smiling sweetly. I smiled back. �I love you, too� I said hugging him. He kissed my neck and stood back. �I hafto go get dressed, I�ll be right back� He said. I nodded. �Ok� I said. He left the room as I packed all my makeup stuff. I walked into the common room and sat down at the table. �Morning, guys� I said looking round the table. John, George, Ringo, and Neil were sitting round, they all repeated good morning. I poured myself some tea and spread marmalade on my toast. Paul came back in all dressed. The rest of them talked of the concert today, something about the threats, I decided not to waste my time telling them they would be OK. They would worry anyroad. I finished off my breakfast before Brian came in and announced our time to depart for the concert. I thought it was a bit early but there was something about security precautions. Paul grabbed my hand and we followed the others to the elevators as they all chatted away loudly. We all got down safely and into our limo. I wasn�t really included in the conversation and sat back as they chattered on. We finally made it to the venue and snuck into the dressing rooms unseen. Everyone collapsed onto the assorted furniture to pass the time until the afternoon concert. I sat down next to Paul and pulled my shoes off. I pulled my feet up onto the couch and leaned into him. All the Beatles looked like they could fall asleep. I sighed and looked around the room. I started searching through my purse, for something to do, when I found my cell phone, I forgot I brought that. I pulled it out and turned it on. It beeped and everyone looked at me. �What�s that?� Paul asked. �It�s a cell phone� I said. He looked at me. �Cellular phone, mobile phone� I explained. They didn�t even have cordless phones now, they wouldn�t know anything about this. �It�s a telephone, just really small� I said. They all looked at me. �That�s a telephone?� John asked. I nodded �yeah, really� I said. �You can call people on it and everything� I said. �It�s tiny� Paul said. I nodded. �Yeah� I said. �You can take it with you, everywhere you go, and you can talk to people while you drive and stuff� I said. �Really?� George asked �Yeah, I could call someone right now� I said. I saw a phone next to the couch, by Ringo. �What�s that phone�s number?� I asked. He picked up the phone and looked at the little tag on the phone. �276-9872� Ringo recited. I dialed it on my phone and the other one started ringing. Ringo picked it up. �Hello?� He said. �Hi� I talked into my phone laughing. He looked at me with wide eyes. �It really works� he said. I nodded. �Can I see it?� Paul asked. �Sure, here...� I said. I leaned into him more and he looked over my shoulder. I went through the menu and showed him all the ring ones and everything, he was very amused by the one I downloaded that plays �Yesterday�. I showed him the games and the phonebook. �How awesome� he said excitedly. I gave it to him. �Have fun� I said, sitting back. �I wanna see it� John said. �Don�t fight children, you can share� I said sarcastically. I sat back and watched Paul fiddle with it, It started playing all the ring tones. I shook my head. I laid back against the armrest. John plucked it from Paul�s hands and started pushing buttons. Paul went to the table and picked up a scrap of paper and a pencil off the table. He sat back down in front of me. �Going to draw me?� I asked. He nodded. �don�t laugh� He said smiling. �I would never� I said sarcastically. He shook his head. �Why don�t I believe you� He said. �I dunno, I thought that was pretty believable if you ask me.� I said. He looked up at me and then back at the paper several times while he sketched boldly. I tried not to smile or laugh, which is very hard for me to do. I waited a while looking a bit to the side of him like he instructed. I looked at him a couple times. He looked up at the same time and smiled. I smiled back before I got into my pose again. He finally finished. He erased a bit and then handed it to me. It was really good! it looked exactly like me. �That�s really good� I said a bit surprised, He told me he sucked at drawing. �You sound surprised� he said smiling. �You told me you were awful� I said. �I�m not as good as you� He said. �With practice you would be better than me I bet� I mocked. He glared jokingly. I smiled sweetly. �I forgot you got an O level in Art� I said looking down at it again. He nodded. Brian came in to retrieve them. They all got up to hit the stage. �Good luck, guys� I shouted as they left through the door. Paul blew me a kiss and shut the door. I leaned back and grabbed a Dr. Pepper from the cart of sodas. I decided not to watch this show, cos of all the security precautions and everything. I sat around before I started playing the snake game on my cell phone. I had beat my score by the time they all came back. They all dropped their instruments and collapsed back in the same spots. I looked at them. �You know you guys have a boring life� I stated. They all looked at me like , are you crazy? �Well, you do don�t you? You do like the same thing everyday� I explained. �I suppose� Paul said. �But, it�s not so boring� He said. I nodded. �monotonous� I substituted. He shrugged. Ringo pulled out his cards and started setting up solitaire. �Hey, I�ll play you guys poker� I said. They al looked at me. �OK� John said evilly. �Well, I�m not that good, so bear with me� I said scooting to the floor. The others followed. �Queen and what follows, highest spade in the whole� I said shuffling the cards. �Cut� I said placing it in front of Paul. He cut and I dealed quickly. I picked up my hand and smiled to myself. They�re going down. Four games later. I had won three of them, Ringo won one. �My brothers taught me how to play� I explained smiling. They all shook their heads and got up. I laughed fiendishly. �Good job, Ringo� I said. He shook his head. �You�re just lucky today� He said. �riiiight� I said. He nodded. �Well, that�s my excuse� He said standing up. I laughed and gave him his deck back. It was already time for the evening concert. Time sure does fly when you�re winning. �Bye� I repeated as they left, I was all alone. I went to the window and looked out. There were thousands of girls standing out there that couldn�t get into the concert. I started at them out there screaming and waiting to see the Beatles. I could be one of them. Standing, waiting, But I�m in here, with Paul�s bracelet on my wrist. I smiled and turned back to the room. I fell onto the couch and waiting lonely while they finished the concert. They finally came back and came into the dressing room followed by Brian and Niel and Mal. They set their instruments in their cases. �Let�s go� Brian said. I followed them down the hall and into the limo waiting out back. They settled back. �See, told you, you were going to be OK� Is said. �Your right again� Paul said. I nodded. �We are having a party tonight� Paul said. �Oh, cooli� I said. �Yeah� He said. �In the hotel suite� He added. �I thought so� I said. We pulled up to the back alley of the hotel and walked in unnoticed. We filed into the elevator, Paul grabbed my hand as the door dinged open. We all walked into the common room. It was set for the party totally. Sound systems all around, a bar, dance floor. �wow� I said. They all sat down on the couches. I sat down next to Paul. �get the stuff� John said to Mal, who had just walked in. Mal shot a side glance at me. I was a bit confused before I realized what it was. Mal handed a tin to John. It was filled with pot and rolling papers. Oh god. John rolled one and lit it. He took a long drag and handed it to Paul. He took a long drag and offered it to me. I shook my head and wrinkled my nose in disgust. �Oh, come on� John said. �It�s not so bad� He added. �I�m sorry your so misinformed� I said. He looked at me. �Stop being such a baby� John said. �John-� Paul said warningly. John smiled. �Sorry, I was just playing� He said. I nodded. �but, It�ll make you have a good time� John said as Paul passed it to George. �I don�t need drugs to have a good time� I said. John looked at me. Paul slid his arm around me. Ecki he didn�t smell good anymore. I sat there as they talked about the party. I was starting to get a headache and was about to get up when Brian came in and told them to get ready. Paul kissed me gently. He tasted nasty. �Go get ready, I�ll be right back� He said I nodded my head as they all went away to change. I went to my room and got ready to take a shower. I washed my hair and blow-dried it. I wore my black pants with white pinstripes and a black spaghetti strap shirt with an open white oxford shirt over it. I applied some nice makeup and checked myself in the mirror one last time before opening the door. There were tons of People in this room. The music was blaring and people were dancing all over with drinks. I saw a horde of girls and walked over hoping to find Paul, or another Beatle to point me in the right way. It was Paul. There were girls hanging around him two were behind the couch leaning over his shoulders. John was sitting next to him, they both looked a little drunk or whatever. I walked over to the group and stepped through the girls to in front of Paul. �Hey, Luv� He said. There wasn�t any room because of the girls sitting next to them, so I stood there. �Come here� Paul said. I took a step closer and he slid one arm around my waist and pulled me into his lap. I felt weird with all those flirty girls there. They were all staring daggers at me. I slid my arm around Paul�s neck. He rested his drink on my leg. I took it from him and took a drink. Scotch and Coke, not too bad. I handed it back to him. The girls were giving me vicious stares. Kinda scary. I looked to John. He smiled back reassuringly. He was kinda being mean to me before, I wonder what happened. I smiled at him. I turned to Paul. �Are all your parties like this?� I asked looking around the room. �Yeah� He said. There were millions of girls with short skirts and tight shirts mingling. I looked back at him. The girl next to his shoulder smiled flirtingly at Paul. He smiled back. I looked down at his hand and took his drink again. I took a gulp before placing it back in his hand. John caught my eye and smiled reassuringly again. I looked back at Paul. John pulled a girl into his lap who he�d been flirting with the whole time. I shook my head a bit. �I�m going to the bathroom, I�ll be right back� I said. �K� Paul said. He kissed me quickly and I stood up and weaved through the mob to my room. I went inside and shut the door. It was much cooler in here. I took a deep breath and looked at myself in the mirror. I went to the bathroom and rechecked my makeup. I stayed in my room a bit, Not really wanting to go back with all them. I sighed and started back. I opened the door, and was overwhelmed by the noise. I looked around and walked back towards the couch. There were girls everywhere. I finally found it, but I girls were blocking it. I saw half of it, John was replaced by a couple girls. I made my way through the crowd and walked up to the couch. A different girl was next to Paul. She kissed him deeply. He put his hand on the side of her face and kissed her back. 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