AN) Hey there guys...gals? Well, anyways, this is a new story i've been thinkin of. I actually wrote it a while ago and was debating whether or not to post. I didn't want it to turn out something like my other fanfic Til There Was You. And to all of you who actually read it don't hate me but i'm thinking of not continuing. I started thinking about it and i'm like wowwwww this is dumb, and it didn't help when everybody elses fan fics were a 1000 times better. So I don't know when I'll continue that, and I hope you enjoy this next story. So enjoyyyyy.
Chapter 1- Hide Your Love Away
"Brian! You fookin' poof!" shouted a very angry John Lennon. They had just found out that the media-the stupid media that could not mind their own business ,and tried whatever they could to ruin a star's reputation.-was going to come out with a story on suspicions of Brian being gay. Of course this was true, but it would hurt the band's reputation badly."You need to do something about this before it's too late! Stop being a fookin' queer! You fookin' always act so bloody damn professional to keep the bands fookin' image, and your over here about to wreck it with your queerness! And with that John stormed out in a horrible tempered mood.
Brian felt terrible. Why did he like men so much? What was wrong with women? He did not know what made him like men so much. Maybe it was that masculine composure they held, or the-God what am I saying- he thought. All he knew was that John- stupid mean John that he loved so desperately-was right. He needed to act fast.
Brian wasn't one to drink, but, feeling as shitty and guilty as he did now, he thought it would fit the occasion. He walked to the nearest bar planning out how he could handle the situation. He couldn't think of it right now. Instead he found a bar and decided to drink all his troubles away.
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"Owwww!" Brian thought. What was wrong with his hea-oh yeah...last night.- He took in his surrounding and couldn't believe his surroundings. He peeked under the blankets seeing he was a naked. Oh great! Your supposed to be straightening out, but you probably just blew it with another man!
Brian got at a little curious as to who the person was, so he lifted up the covers. His shock floated through the whole room...never in his life would he believe this would happen.
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Three Beatles-George, Paul, and Ringo- stood in their hotel room worrying frantically where their band leader AND their manager could be. They finally stopped worrying when they realized John was probably pulling a one-night stand with someone, and Brian was- the thought brought a distaste in all three of their mouths- poofing out even more.
They knew John had been a little harsh on Brian, being John and his temper and all, but it was true Brian was seriously about to ruin their image. He couldn't. Not with all the hard work they had been putting in. They all felt really bad about the situation. I mean exactly HOW was this supposed to be solved? A poof just doesn't flatten out with sway of a wand and a speech by an angry Lennon. They knew they were doomed.
"Well, laddies, enjoy the fame while it lasts!" sighed a sad Ringo "And to think we could have been the most legendary band!" Oh ringo! Only you could come up with these possibilities of something stupid and doubtful at the time; only to see in time it actually happens.
"Don't be like that Ringo!" Spoke Paul trying to lighten up the mood. "Brian is very proffesional at what he does and he will make everything okay! Even...if it means...erm...if he has to stop being...how should I put this...-"
"A queer?" George chimed in slightly amused, but then he realized the situation again and quickly shot back to being worried.
"Yes...that!" Paul sighed. Then he realized the guys were all terribly down, and noticed John- the make everything feel better person wasn't here- so he took this chance to try out John's technique of making everyone feeling better. He smiled and chuckled a bit. "Who are we, fellas!"
"The Beatles." George and Ringo mumbled like zombies. Emotionless.
"And where are we going!" Paul asked enthusiastically.
"To the top, Paul." George answered; still monotone.
"And where is that!" Paul exclaimed ignoring the others unamused tones.
"To the toppermost of the poppermost." Ringo sighed keeping his gaze on a white wall; deep in thought.
"But we are already at the toppermost of the poppermost, and now...were about to fall right back down to the bottom where everybody forgets you." George whined. When he firsted started he sounded child like, but as he got farther down his statement his voice darkened knowing what he said was probably true.
Paul was going to say something like 'Don't think like that' but he knew it was no use right now at this time. Then he peered around. Becoming very curious as to where John was. Usually he would be back home by now; always being one to avoid the awkward morning after. Where could he be? Paul thought, but he ended this thought with another. Let's just hope him AND Brian didn't do something crazy and stupid. It was expected of John, but Brian wasn't like that. Plus, they always knew they had no worry of him getting a girl pregnant.
Paul thought considerably suddenly. Brian should have been home right now! Becoming even more worried than before Paul decided to go out and find him; hoping the results would be pleasant and he wasn't dead on the side of the road or something.
"Hey lads I'll be right back." Paul stated. He looked at George and Ringo doing who knows what."Don't do anything stupid!" George and Ringo gave him a hurtful glance. Paul realized he was starting to sound like Brian. 'Oh god' he thought 'Am I going to be a poof too now.' The thought made his stomach twist and he almost vomited.
Paul walked out of the hotel and into the street. Where could Brian be? He knew if he wanted to find Brian he had to think like Brian. 'Okay so i'm a queer...and I was upset last night, so I probably went to a bar...I probably left with a man...I probably don't even know who I landed in bed with.' Paul didn't know how long he had been walking, but a bar caught his gaze so he decided to check it out. The bartender immediately recognized him.
"Oh my God! Your Pa-" The bartender started to say before Paul smothered his mouth with his hand.
"Shhh...Have you seen my manager." Paul asked in a hushed voice.
"Yeah he left with- Eyyyyyy what am I going to get out of this!" The bartender chimed in.
"Come on man! This is really important and I feel like shite right now!"Paul whined. This was not the time for bribery.
"Well if it makes you feel better...My daughter Rebecca is your biggest fan!" The bartender added. Paul rolled his eyes knowing where this was going. He picked a napking up, but the bartender stopped him and handed him a picture of himself. Paul took the pen and signed 'Dearest Rebecca, your daddy is great man'-Not-'and you sound like a wonderful young lady, Love Paul McCartney' Paul handed it to the bartender who had a satisfied look on his face.
"So?" Paul asked impatiently. The bartender was just sitting there staring at his picture...Oh god he wasn't a poof to. Was he?
"Oh he left with someone!" The bartender continued to look at Paul's picture.
"Who?"
"I don't know...at the time." The bartender said as he opened his arms up wide. "But maybe a hug-that I could past down to my daughter...Brittany- would jog my memory a bit." Oh god Paul knew where this was going.
"I thought it was Rebecca." Paul exclaimed; dreadfully reaching down-or rather up-for a hug.
"Ohhhh...right." The bartender said. He noticed Paul's impatient glare. "Yeah...so he left with someone who had a sort of a narrow nose, and beautiful auburn hair. Ummmmm, Brown eyes."
Paul was staring to freak out a little this mystery 'someone' sounded a lot like a certain 'someone' he knew."Where dis they go?" Paul asked rudely. The bartender pointed at his cheek. Oh god not this again. Paul quickly planted a kiss on his cheeck."Who was that one for Jackie?"
The bartender flushed red knowing that Paul had figured his little game out. "Don't you dare tell anybody! Anyways I heard them talking and they said something about 421 Menlove Avenue; Room- What was it?- Oh yeah nine!" Paul frowned that number sounded like a number a really familiar person would have.
Paul rushed out not even thanking the man . Why would he? He really wasn't any kind of help. Well he was, but h bribed and that just pissed Paul off.
Paul looked hurriedly for Menlove street. He found it and ran down to 421. It was a piece of shit motel. Great. Just fuckin' slices of peaches. He looked for room nine. He found it and burst in. There in the bed naked was Brian and next to him someone very familiar with auburn hair and a narrow nose.
"John?" Paul gasped.
AN0 *GASP* I wonder who is in bed with Brian and I wonder what they were doing *WINK WINK*! So tell me if you thought this was lame like 'Til There was You' or awesome like everyone elses storys. You know i'm starting to hate reading these fan fics because nothing is worse than finishing a story...D: I mean i've read so many(some still waiting to update) and when Iget to the end i'm like *sigh* now I have to find another as equally awesome. You know what I mean? I am soooo bored hmmmmm (Use Shift + Enter for Single Line Breaks) Sounds fun
What does it do?
It doesn't look like it does anything. Lol maybe it's cuz i'm such a blonde. I have a horrible burn on my hand because I was making a pizza and the oven was on 450 and put the pizza in and I accidentally touch the top of my hand to the oven...and instead of immediately taking it off like a normal person, I leave it there and after several seconds i'm like "Ow...maybe it would be a good idea if I took my hand off now...this looks bad...lets get some ice. Lol welcome to the world of me. You wouldn't believe how many walls I run into everyday...I'm the nuttiest nutball you will ever meet.
OH MY GEORGE! YOU WILL NEVER BELIEVE WHAT I SAW AT MY BAND PRACTICE THE OTHER DAY! SEE IF YOU CAN GUESS IN A REVIEW! THIS IS SO COOL EVERYBODY! WHOEVER GUESSES RIGHT(WHICH PROBABLY NO ONE WILL) GETS A VIRTUAL COOKIE! :D
OH MY FRIKIN GEORGIE I THINK THIS IS THE LONGEST CHAPTER IVE EVER WRITTEN...EVER! :D GOODBYE NOW I KNOW I'M ANNOYING!
TEHE! ^ DID THAT PICTURE SHOW UP!:D
