Yesterday Ch2
Paul POV
It was weird, to say the least. Here we were; John, George, Ringo and I, all enjoying ourselves- then there's this flash of white light, John and Ringo are gone- in their place there's a girl!
"Um, excuse me?" I asked. The girl turned round, screamed and promptly passed out. 'great' I thought to myself- we were now stuck with a girl wearing weird clothes and missing friends. The girl finally woke up again, about 5 minutes later.
"Look, what's your name?" George asked really slowly.
"Ummm, Dylan- and you two are George Harrison and Paul McCartney!" She exclaimed, but she soon frowned "Where are John and Ringo?"
"We dunno- they were sitting where you are now, but then there was this blinding white light, they were gone and you were here." I shrugged, sighing.
"Can we, umm get you anything?" George asked, smiling slightly.
"JUIIIIIIIIIICE!" She exclaimed, jumping up and down from her place on the sofa. George and I shared a slightly panicked look.
"What kind of juice, Dylan?" I asked, worried for my own safety.
"JUIIIIIIIIIICE!" I nodded before leaving George to Dylan and going to fix her drink. When I came back in with her drink, she grinned like a mad woman before grabbing the juice off of me and downing it in one gulp.
"Ok, so- we can tell be your accent your American, but why are you here?" I began.
"Well, I'm not really too sure" She shrugged "Anyways, I'm from the future."
"Riiight." George smiled.
"No, really I am- I can prove it to and everything!" She then produced a really weird rectangle shaped thing which she called an 'iPod' I nodded- knowing that this was definitely not from this year. George looked convinced enough.
"Ok, then- can you tell us a bit about yourself- like how old you are?"
"O, well, I live with my dad...unfortunately, my mum isn't around, and I get teased all the time because I like you guys, and your music- you aren't quite as popular in 2011 as you are now." George and I deflated a bit when we heard this, but she managed to cheer us up:
"In the future, no band has EVER beaten your amazing responses, statistically you're still the best band that's ever been." I started grinning at this point, and George cracked a smile.
"Our manager is gunna kill us when he finds out..." I began, before Brian walked in.
"...Where are John and Ringo?" He asked, glaring at the newcomer.
"Well, the thing is.." George started.
"We think they're stuck in the future..." I finished for him. Then Brian got angry. Really, very angry the only other time I'd seen him this angry was when John flushed dome plane tickets down the loo because he didn't want to go to France.
"That's not even possible!" He almost shouted.
"Well, Dylan's from the future- and she has proof, show him Dylan!" I said. Dylan rolled her eyes before she produced her 'iPod'.
Long story short, Brian was convinced.
"How are we going to get John and Ringo back, though?" George asked, after Brian had stopped screaming at the iPod.
"...God knows." Dylan sighed, before smiling and she began running round our flat, yelling : '! '
The next thing I know, something brightly coloured falls out of her pocket and she falls over, seemingly sleeping. I run over to her, accidentally stepping on and breaking some of the stripy sweets that fell out of her pocket.
Back to the future!
John POV
Xara's house is pretty cool- I love her room especially. It's really weird, but it's like all the clocks and methods of telling the time have stopped in her house, and it doesn't seem to be getting any lighter outside...
"I'm soooooooooo bored, and I'm missing Paul and Ringo ." George groaned, falling onto Xara's bed.
I smiled and followed soon after.
"Oi, you two- we need to find out a way to get you back to the 60s, so stop messing around- ok?" I think George may've nodded, but I was too caught up in a strange machine on Xara's desk. I clicked a button and a song began to play.
Hang on. This is my voice.
Imagine there's no Heaven Imagine there's no countries You may say that I'm a dreamer Imagine no possessions You may say that I'm a dreamer
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
By the time the song had finished I was shocked. That was an amazing song, I can't believe I wrote that. When I looked up I say Xara looking at me very worriedly.
Back to the past ;)
Dylan POV
When I woke up, I found that I was laid out on the floor with a cushion under my head.
"We didn't want to move you- in case we woke you up" Ringo smiled at me. Paul nodded when I looked to him.
Then I move me head round and notice some very familiar brightly coloured sweets on the floor...broken.
"Who broke the sweets?" I asked, in my super-sweet-but-I'm gunna-kill-you Voice.
"Umm, I trod on them when they fell out of your pocket." Paul half smiled. I loved Paul- he was my favourite Beatle. Don't get me wrong, they're all amazing and I don't think the world would be like it is if it weren't for them. But Paul just gets me, with his cute voice, his innocence and his puppy dog eyes. But there was no way any of that would stop me from wrestling with him on the floor for breaking my sweets.
Hope you guys enjoyed, as always- did you know that there's a new chapter of DylanGirlLovesPaul's 'Juice thingy'? XD