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"I'm Paul." He reached out his hand. I didn't know what to do but, I had a feeling I have to shake his hand.
"I know, I mean I know because you said it when you first came out. I'm Emma." I laughed embarrassingly as I shook Paul's hand..
"Emma…" He breathed. We both let our hands loosely fall to our sides, making it awkward again because, we just stood there. "Emma, would you, like to get a drink over there?" He pointed to the bar. I can't believe this is happening… What do I do?
"I would love to but, I don't drink and I'm with a friend so… she's probably waiting for me." I said back. He look devastated… those puppy dog eyes.
"Oh well okay then… Wait, is that your friend? The girl with reddish hair?" He pointed past my shoulder. I stared at his arm as it almost touched me. I turned around to meet where his finger was pointing at. There was Mandy in the back of the club/café leaning against a wall making out with a dude! Come on Mands! I said in my head. What was I going to tell Paul? Oh yeah that's my friend kissing a guy she doesn't even know.
"Oh… yeah that's uhh that's her." I said embarrassingly. "Excuse me can you, if you don't mind, just wait here? I'll be right back!" I asked nervously.
"Sure take all the time you need." He smiled. Hopefully he'll be there when I get back… It pained me to turn away from Paul so I had to make this quick. I hastily walked over to Mandy dragging her away from that 'dude'. I could feel his eyes on me as well as Paul's.
"What the hell?" the stranger said.
"Em what are you doing?" She angrily questioned.
"What am I doing, what are you doing?" I said, reversing her question.
"Having fun! Come on its just kissing and… maybe it'll turn into something more if ya' know what I mean..." She nudged me playfully. Is she drunk? Or just stupid?
"What you mean having sex with a stranger?" I said, stating that obvious.
"Don't say it like that you make it sound so… creepy." She shuddered.
"Maybe cause' it is." I said sternly. Mandy looked to her left and spotted something that put a smile on her face and made her eyes widen.
"No way! Is the guy from the band waiting for you?" She said full of hope. He's still waiting? I turned my head only to meet his gaze, he began to smile at me which gave me butterflies, goose bumps, and flaming cheeks all at once.
"Yeah he is…" I said trying to hold back my smile.
"Hey, you're going all preacher on me but, you might get some tonight too!" She smiled and pointed at me.
"No Mandy!" I laughed.
"Hello, I'm waiting!" the stranger interrupted. I gave him a good pissed off look and he backed off for a few seconds.
"Okay okay! One more second." Mandy assured him.
"Okay, so if you do decide to do it with that freaky guy, where are you going to take him?" I said with curiosity.
"To the hotel room."
"What? Um hello that's where we sort of umm, I don't live!" I said getting angrier.
"Oh come on! He'll be out soon!" She pleaded.
"Fine…" I sighed with anger. "But if he's in there by the time I get back, I will throw him out myself." I said dead serious.
"Okay! Thank you!" She said. "Let's go!" She said to the stranger.
I watched as Mandy went off with a complete stranger into the night. Paul! I hurried back towards him like lightening.
"Sorry! It's just I had to talk to her about a few things." I said embarrassingly. "I understand if you want to leave…" I said looking down.
"Why would I want to leave?" He questioned in his cute accent.
"Well because, I was being so rude." I answered.
"It's fine Emma. And if it means anything to you I would've waited longer" He said sweetly. I just smiled while my mouth hung open with now words coming out. "Since you say you don't drink, how bout' we get some delicious tea?" He asked, a smile creeping on his face.
"I would love to." I said giving in.
"Ello' love!" an unknown voice came from behind Paul. A man walked into view and I recognized him from the band. He was the other one on guitar, the one with a squared face and small eyes. "Well you are just a cute little bird aren't ya'? He asked. I think he was talking about me...?
"A bird?" I squinted my eyebrows with confusion.
"He means girl." Paul whispered into my ear, giving me goose bumps as he breathed on to my neck.
"Thank you… I think." I said confused.
"Don't thank me, thank your mum and dad." He said with a smirk. I noticed that the other two band members were standing behind John. "Sorry love, I'm-"
"John, yeah I remember and um… you're Ringo and you're George." I said as I pointed to each one of them when I said their name, also interrupting John.
"Nice to meet ya'!" Ringo and George said simultaneously.
"A fan I'm guessing?" John said sarcastically.
"Well you play great music." I smiled.
"So tell me somethin' love, how far did you travel to see us?" He asked cockily. Who does this guy think he is?
"Well I'm from the US-"
"Wow we gotta' stalker!" He smiled.
"No, I'm here on vacation with my best friend. She saw one of your fliers around town so she wanted to come and… so did I." I laughed.
"So where's this best friend of yours?" John asked looking around.
"Oh… she left with some guy." I said plainly. John looked sympathetic for a moment but then it vanished.
"Emma are you ready to get that tea?" Paul smiled while looking into my eyes. I smiled and accompanied it with a nod.
"Tea! That sounds just bout' wonderful right now!" John exclaimed. "Whatdya say Ringo George? Are you fellas up for some tea?" He asked happily.
"Yeah!" George smiled. "I could take a cup of tea right now!" Ringo grinned.
"Well you see, I was hoping it would just be me and Emma…" Paul said.
"Well to bad Macca I want tea. So let's get sum tea!" John said like a little child.
"Well alright then…" Paul exhaled. John and George grabbed their instruments and started chasing Ringo out of the building. So it was just Paul and I standing there, he simply smiled and motioned with his head to walk forward. John, Paul, George, Ringo, and I exited the café and loaded up into Paul's car. Paul was driving, I was in the passenger seat, and George, Ringo and John were sitting with each other in the back. We continued to drive towards the tea shop laughing the whole way as George and Ringo acted like two little brothers wrestling, John acting like their older brother, and Paul and I acting like… mother and father. As we continued driving I knew this was going to be a fun night.
I sort of left it on a cliff hanger, but the next chapter will probably make up for it(: I guess this is kind of a shortish chapter but oh well, I'll try making them longer in the future(: Please feel free to review and tell me what you think! Okay thank you:P
