Chapter two
Meanwhile Paul was lying on the sofa feeling worse every minute. Where was John? He really needed him. So badly... to hold him, rub his aching tummy and saying sweet comforting words while running his hands softly through his hair. Just laying his head on John's shoulder and hug him...
He softly moaned when he felt another painful stitch in his stomach. Maybe it was something he ate this morning? He kept his eyes firmly closed and hoped the feeling would go away.
Then he heard a lot's of noise coming from outside the room and suddenly the door flew open and he heard two pair of feet run into the room and suddenly it was quiet again.
Paul couldn't get up to take a look at what was going on so he hoped it would just be John being silly with George to try to cheer him up. "John...?" He asked weakly.
John looked at George and couldn't wipe the smirk of his face. But George wasn't looking at him. He saw a worried look on his face. A worried look towards somewhere else in the room. John followed George's stare and found that he was staring at the sofa. And there he was...sweet Paulie lying on the sofa, but...not looking so good at all... John and George started to walk slowly toward their sick Paul not minding each other, for now.
They both kneeled down next to the sofa and John started to run his hand through Paul's slightly sweaty hair and stroked a wet strand of hair away from his brow.
"Hey Macca..." John said " Not feeling so good Rings told me... What's wrong with you?" John asked sweetly. Paul pointed at his stomach and winced a little. " Ow no...you poor darling..." John said and reached with his other hand to Paul's tummy, but then he noticed that George was already softly rubbing Paul's aching tummy. This pissed John of and he pushed George hands away, lying his own hand on Paul's stomach instead
"What the...?" George asked surprised glancing a bit angry towards John.
John being John just stick out his tongue to him and looked away towards Paul again trying to find out in how bad of a shape Paul was in.
Again George didn't want to give up so easily. Not after pouring his heart out to John about how he felt. No way. John now knew that he wanted Paul too and that he didn't want to be a stupid puppet anymore feeling hurt every time looking at John with Paul. So now George took John's hand and pulled it away to replace it by his own hands again. "Hey Paulie, I'm here too. What can we do to make you feel better..?" George asked sweetly. John looked at George with his mouth hanging slightly open. "What in the name is he doing?!" John thought.
Paul didn't seem to notice and shifted uncomfortably while trying to lay down in a way he wouldn't feel his stomach churning so badly, but he just couldn't seem to find the right position.
John then pushed George so he lost his balance and fell on his side. This really made George angry so he stood up and glanced angry down at John.
John didn't seem to bother and kept on looking at Paul and trying to comfort the poor latter.
But this just wasn't fair to George and he kicked John against his side so he too lost his balance and fell.
"Damn it...!" John murmured while getting back up. He looked up and saw George smirking triumphantly down on him. This triggered John's angry nerves. How dare him looking down on him like that?! Not quiet George! So John stood up to and pushed George. And after regaining his balance George pushed John back.
Ringo stood leaning in the doorway and shook his head while he saw the whole scene happening in front of him. He didn't know what to do. He only hoped they wouldn't bother the in meanwhile paler and sicker looking Paul too much.
He noticed that Paul was trying to find a comfortable position and was now trying to sit up a little.
Oh my...he looked really bad. He noticed a little tear escaping from one of Paul's eyes whilst keeping them closed. He heard Paul let out a little burp and looking even worse after that.
This couldn't be good. But stupid John and stupid George were too busy arguing without any words.
Then he saw Paul getting to stand up and burping again. Did he also just retch a little? "Hmm...not good..." Ringo thought to himself.
John and George were so busy arguing that they didn't notice that Paul was standing up next to them in the meanwhile. Suddenly George felt John stop pushing and saw him looking a bit surprised to his left. George looked at what John was looking at and was surprised too to see Paul suddenly standing next to them...looking...hmmm...not so good...
George then saw Paul's hand grabbing John's arm and looking scared and teary eyed at John.
"Damn...why didn't he look at him like that?" George thought jealously.
"..Uhm...Johnny..." Paul said while squeezing John's arm "...I think I need to..." He got interrupted by a nasty belch again and Paul covered his mouth with his hand. John looked questioning at Paul. Seeing the panic in his eyes. He then realised what Paul was trying to say. But just when he wanted to help Paul to the bathroom, George suddenly asked "Aw Paulie...do you want a hug?" and tried to pull Paul towards himself to give him the biggest hug he had ever felt.
"...What...?..." Paul asked a little confused by George interrupting him and John. Paul slowly let his hand down again. It seemed the upcoming vomit stayed down. "Thank God" Paul thought to himself. George really chose the worst moment of all to interrupt him, because he still felt he really should run to the loo...and soon! So Paul looked nervously at George. "...Sorry...what did you just say George?" Paul asked shakily.
"Oh...just come here!" George said and smiled at Paul still thinking a big hug was all Paul needed right now, but when George wanted to pull Paul in his big bear hug, John pulled on Paul's other arm, pulling him back to himself. "Piss off..." John said softly to George "can't you see we're busy?" John asked annoyed now too.
"You piss off!" George said back and tried to pull Paul towards him again.
Ringo watched Paul being pulled from left to right getting greener and paler in the process. Probably getting more nausea every second. He also saw Paul retching a little again and again. Then he saw Paul's eyes open widely and looking very panicked. He saw Paul desperately trying to get away from the pulling (probably to run towards the bathroom) and trying to put his hand over his mouth, but couldn't because his arms were being pulled at from both sides.
"...Guys...uhm...lads!...please...stop...pulling...me...!"Another belch escaped from Pauls throat and now Paul tasted the nasty sour mess in his mouth, but quickly swallowed it back down. He felt the vomit come back up immediately "...Let...go... please...I think I... have to... thro...ummmg..."
Just when Ringo had enough of it and wanted to come to the rescue and help poor Paul it was too late. Paul belched loudly this time and retched hard and started to throw up.
George and John were shocked by surprise and then they saw what happened.
Paul's puke was literally dripping of John's suit and Paul wasn't to clean himself either because he had thrown up on himself too when he tried to avoid to hit John and George. But his attempt was no use and John already had gotten hit too.
Ringo felt so sorry he didn't act faster, but it all happened so fast. Damn..
They stood there for a few minutes not knowing what to do now.
Then the four of them jumped a little when they heard an angry voice coming from the doorway yelling "Damn you McCartney!"
