1963
Why do I feel this way? John thought, watching Paul fiddling with the strings on his guitar. I can't explain it...
"Take a picture, it'll last longer." He was jerked out of his thoughts abruptly by that sweet voice. "Shut up..."
"Guys! Guys! Guys!" Ringo bounced into the room. "I finally get to sing a song! Yessss! This is awesome!"
"The hell has he been taking?" George asked. "Uh...eggs," he answered.
This was it, their first album. "One, two, three, four!" Ringo grinned.
"I been told when a boy kiss a girl
Take a trip around the world
Hey, hey
Bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop
Hey, hey
Bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop
Hey, hey
Bop shuop
Yeah, she say ya do
Bop bop, shuop
Bop shuop
My girl says when I kiss her lips
Gets a thrill through her fingertips
Hey, hey
Bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop
Hey, hey
Bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop
Hey, hey
Bop shuop
Yeah, she say ya do
Bop bop, shuop
Bop shuop
Well, I talk about boys
Yeah, yeah boys
Don't ya know I mean boys?
Yeah, yeah boys
Well, I talk about boys, now
Yeah, yeah boys
Ah, boys
Yeah, yeah boys
Well, I talk about boys, now
Yeah, yeah boys
What a bundle of joy
Yeah, yeah boys
Alright, George!" George gave a small wink before going into his guitar solo. John barley even noticed, he was too busy thinking.
"My girl says when I kiss her lips
Gets a thrill through her fingertips
Hey, hey
Bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop
Hey, hey
Bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop
Hey, hey
Bop shuop
Yeah, she say ya do
Bop bop, shuop
Bop Shuop
Well, I talk about boys
Yeah, yeah boys
Don't ya know I mean boys?
Yeah, yeah boys
Well, I talk about boys, now
Yeah, yeah boys
Aah!
Yeah, yeah boys
Well, I talk about boys, now
Yeah, yeah boys
What a bundle of joy!
Yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa, oh yeah
Boys
Yeah, yeah boys
Don't you know I mean boys?
Yeah, yeah boys
Woo boys
Yeah, yeah boys
Ah hah
Yeah, yeah boys
Well I talk about boys now!"
"He sounds queer," Paul whispered to John. "Yeah..." He replied uneasily. "Alright, let's take a break!" Brian finally released them.
"So, you wanna talk about boys too?" Paul asked in a high voice. "What?! I always knew you were feminine, but this is new." He winked. "But actually...I got a question. I feel weird around this one person, and I don't know why, maybe-"
"You're in love!" Paul interrupted. "What? I'm...what?"
"Who is she? Tell meeee!" He whined. John grimaced so hard.
"It's not a she...it's a boy," He whispered. "Oh...well you can still tell me!" He quieted, trying to figure out what to do.
Ah, screw it.
"I-I think I love you, James Paul McCartney..." Silence.
"R-really? You love me?" He asked, awe in his tone. "I guess so..." Paul stared at him. "You know what?"
"What?" He asked nervously.
"I think I love you, too."