Hello again everybody! Okay so this is a quick little update because of the cliff hanger last chapter. Also, my updates should be getting quicker because I just figured out how to write them on my phone. They might get a little shorter too though, unfortunately. In this next chapter I did not get to put the ideas I started out with in because a different idea crossed my head. But maybe they can be in the next chapter. Okayyyyy so without talking furthermore, Til' There Was You Chapter 4.

Disclaimer: I thought we could be friends disclaimer, but friends just do not hurt someone over and over again like this. :( . *Sniff…. It's true I do not own The Beatles, or Paul McCartney.

Skylar's POV

My Ibuprophen slowly started to work and I felt a bit hungry. As I went into the kitchen I heard a knock on the door. I growled and slowly walked over there. Who could it be? I reached out for the handle and opened it.

Paul's POV

As the fog cleared, a small vandalized house appeared in front of me. I could not even tell what color it was...it was just dirty. Is this where she lived? I was sort of disappointed that such a beautiful girl lives in such a disgusting looking house. Maybe it was clean on the inside. I walked up to the porch and slowly knocked on the door, and soon the door opened. I couldn't believe it.

Skylar's POV

I almost screamed when I opened the door...An angry frustrated scream. There stood Jordan in my doorway.

"What the fuck do you want?" I asked rudely shifting my weight on one foot and putting my hand on one hip.

"I came to apologize-"

"For what? Almost killing me or not helping me when I could have been seriously injured yesterday?" I interrupted him. I would never forget what he did to me that night at his house!

"Both!" he exclaimed cutting back in "Look Skylar I know I have been a real dick head to you lately but-"

I interrupted again" But what? You wanna selfishly almost kill me again?"

"No! I erm wanted to know if you wanna go out with me next week! He answered " I still have feelings for you!"

"Fuck you! I'm mature enough to know not to be wasting my time on lowlife assholes like you!" and with that I slammed the door smack in his face.

I could never go out with him again. Last time he took me out we went to his place for dinner. Then we watched a movie and he began to kiss me. Nothing was wrong with the kiss until he tried to slip my shirt off! I should have been smart and left-then again if I was smart I never would have dated him in the first place- but I didn't leave and he apologized quickly. Then he said he was going to get a drink and he asked me if I wanted one. I was really thirsty so I agreed, and he came back with some vodka. I told him I did not drink alcohol so he went back in the kitchen and came back with some Coca Cola. I gratefully took it and downed it in seconds. Then I started to not feel so well and I passed out but was still a little conscious. The asshole had spiked my drink! I was nearly about to die, and he wouldn't take me to the hospital because he didn't want to get in trouble. Instead he started kissing me and began taking off my shirt again. Luckily for me his mom walked in before he could do anything to me. She scolded him and took me to the hospital. She was as wicked as him though, for she didn't want Jordan to get in trouble so she said that I over dosed and had been experimenting for a while now. I was beyond pissed and as soon as I was dismissed from the hospital they tried to put me in rehab. I told them the truth and they did not know what side to choose so they left it alone! The douchebag did not even get in trouble! After that I marched up right to him and smacked him in the face as hard as I could and told him I was never going out with him again; even if we were the last two people on the planet!

I walked away from the door and sat on my couch infuriated!

Paul's POV

Some fat guy with a beer in his hand opened the door. Is this her dad? How can this lifestyle get any worse? I didn't know what to say to the man because I did not know her name. He stared at me intently so I quietly asked if he had a daughter or any girl living with him. He just laughed, the alcohol strongly coming off his breath, and shook his head no. The he told me to get my pretty ass off his foot. As I walked off his disgusting porch I did not know whether to be flattered; for him noticing my perfectly tone butt, weirded out; because a guy should not look at another guys ass, or scared; because he had a gun behind his back. OH MY GOD HE HAS A GUN BEHIND HIS BACK! I took the third option and ran to wherever my legs could take me. I kept running, and it was getting hard to breathe but for some reason my legs would not stop. After what seemed like an eternity of running I finally stopped. I was in a totally different neighborhood, and I found myself getting drawn to a pink two story house with a perfect white picket fence. Something about it just seemed right and my heart started fluttering happily in my chest. I don't know why it was though. I didn't even know this girl nor her name and I was getting, so excited over the possibility of meeting her again. I quickly caught my breath, walked up to the exquisite house's porch, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

Haha! I'm so sorry for the disappointment in the beginning; I know you all have been waiting for Paul and Skylar to meet again. Anyways, I should be updating pretty soon. Also, I did not get any reviews last chapter! :( But I guess I'm my own self to blame for updating too quickly to give you a chance! Alright guys I'm out so review and !