I honestly loved your reviews, they made me so happy! I just wanted to inform you guys that this may be a really long story because it's so much fun writing and I really want to take it places, I don't want to go by months in my chapters and have you still want more. I want to be detailed therefore it might make this an overall pretty long story. Also, this is my first story I've posted so I want to do it justice. So with that said… Here's chapter 7!

I tried pretending to be asleep but that didn't work, the tapping started to increase in annoyance. Then I was abruptly getting shaken like an earthquake hit, I sleepily turned over and smacked something dead in the face. I heard little sounds of uncontrollable laughter. I blinked my heavy eyelids and suddenly remembered where I was. I examined the room and saw Ringo holding his hand to his cheek with his mouth dropped in shock and Paul had a huge laughing grin on his face.

"Ow! Love that really hurt!" Ringo held his left hand to his cheek. Paul had a smile plastered on his face.

"Well that's what you get when you wake a girl up!" I touched Ringo's nose as I go up from the couch and stretched, I was almost full awake now.

"But you didn't have to smack me right in the face!" He laughed with a drop of anger in his tone.

"Sorry I had no control of it, I was barely awake!" I smiled.

"Yeah. Right." Ringo gave me a look. What a baby! I grinned to myself.

"What do you want me to kiss your boo boo? Would that make you happy?" I talked in a baby voice as I stuck out my bottom lip.

"That would be nice." Ringo turned his red cheek towards me.

"Well that's not gonna happen." I smiled pushing his head away with my hand. Paul had a smile plastered on his face as I turned toward him.

"Emma you must be hungry would you like something to eat?" Paul asked.

"I could go for some food…" I grinned. Paul, Ringo, and I headed towards the kitchen and I could already hear George and John having a conversation that I didn't understand.

"See that's what I'm talking about, no it doesn't go like that, it goes like that but it goes like that and it goes through everything and it can be... you know what I mean?" George asked John I'm guessing about music.

"You lost me at, no it doesn't go like that." John truthfully told. Paul, Ringo and I walked into the white kitchen and George and John's eyes instantly locked on my… chest.

"WOAH. Nice bosoms!" John exclaimed wide-eyed.

"What? What are you talking about?" I squinted my eyebrows in confusion. I looked at George who had his face looking down and it was red but, John continued to stare. Paul walked in front of me and examined. His eyes grew wide as he obviously got what John was talking about, he quickly jumped in front of me. Paul's back was towards me as if he was shielding me from someone and he stretched his arms out waving them around. "Paul what are you doing?"

"Emma we can sort of see your…" He trailed off.

"See my what?" I asked impatiently.

"Your… breasts." Paul said quietly. I looked down in confusion and finally got what they were talking and staring at. Oh my goodness. I forgot to keep my bra on when I changed into the pajamas! And as if things couldn't get better I was wearing a white shirt!

"Oh my!" I quickly covered my chest. Ringo who was behind me, quickly walked up to look at me but I made sure to cover everything.

"You lost your chance Starkey." John pointed out. I gave him an outraged look over Paul's shoulder.

"Uhhh… Emma would you like me to get you your clothes?" Paul stuttered.

"Yes please." I said quietly. Paul continued to shield me as we backed out of the kitchen. We walked towards the washing machine without saying anything, he searched through the clothes and finally found my bra and other clothes. Paul awkwardly picked it up by the strap and handed it to me as if it was the scariest piece of clothing he's ever seen. Then he handed me my clean skirt and shirt.

"Thanks." I grabbed the clothes but still covering my chest.

"No problem… Don't mind them." He referred to the other three men in the kitchen. "Okay you can go change and I'll make you something to eat." Paul smiled.

"Okay." I smiled looking down. Paul was about to walk off to the kitchen when I realized something. "Wait Paul, do you think I can use another bathroom to change in? Cause' if I don't I'm gonna have to sorta… pass by the kitchen and that scares me right now." I laughed embarrassingly.

"Yeah you can use the upstairs bathroom. Just go up the stairs and keep going straight down the hall. It's the last door on the left." Paul pointed out.

"Thanks." I smiled. He walked past me, putting a hand on my shoulder as he did and scurried off to the kitchen. I headed up stairs and did as Paul told me. I finally found the bathroom and hurried in. I changed into my now clean clothes and examined myself in the mirror, I started to comb through my hairs with my fingers.

Paul's POV

I hurried into the kitchen heading straight to the fridgerator. I took out the eggs and bacon, laying them on the counter. As I went looking for the pans John began to speak.

"So Paul… did you shag her?" John snickered.

"No John, to your disappointment I didn't." I exhaled, turning the stove on medium heat as I began to fry two eggs in one pan and three pieces of bacon in another.

"Well then maybe I'll have to." John laughed.

"Don't you dare touch her." I turned around giving John a death glare.

"Or what?" He smirked.

"John I'm bloody serious." I said sternly.

"Jeez Paul I was joking, I know you're in love with her." John chuckled as he took a bite of his toast. If it was any other girl I wouldn't care if John touched her but Emma… I couldn't imagine John even trying to seduce her. I couldn't imagine Emma with anyone… but me.

"You're such an arse." I turned around and continued cooking but, then I started to realize something… I've already seen Emma half naked.

Emma's POV

I examined my hair and started to comb it out with my fingers. After it was decent I decided that it was time to go downstairs, I opened the door and continued to walk down the hall way. The thing that bothered me the most was how John just blurted out whatever he wanted to. A normal person would have looked away and informed me not said I have nice boobs and continue to stare. I walked down the stairs as quietly as possible and entered the kitchen.

"You are a pervert." I pointed at John as I sat in an empty chair.

"I'm not a pervert, just a guy." He looked at the newspaper. Paul was at the stove cooking which by the way smelled delicious, Ringo was bouncing his fingers against the table, George was eating a piece of buttered toast as he looked down, and John was holding a newspaper out in front him and there was a bagel on a small plate.

"Bon' Appetite!" Paul placed a plate of food in front of me like he did last night.

I felt guilty. "Paul you don't have to keep cooking for me."

"Yeah McCartney stop being a housewife." John said behind his newspaper.

"Do you ever think before you speak?" I was frustrated. John looked at me from behind the newspaper making sure it was him I was referring to.

"No." He said bluntly. I rolled my eyes digging into the dish of food. After I finished my food Paul was about to take the plate but I stopped him and I put them in the sink. I rinsed the dishes off and went back to my seat. I decided to ask the question that interested me the most.

"So John… I heard you're the… woman chaser of the group." I looked down giggling.

"Is that so? Who told you that? Harrison?" John looked at George.

"Oh please can you blame him? If I had a dollar for every women you shagged I would be rich!" Ringo threw his hands in the air.

"What can I say, I like the birds." John shrugged his shoulders.

"So you're a… man whore." I stated making George choke on his toast and Ringo and Paul chuckle.

"I guess I am." John smirked as he leaned over the table making eye contact with me. I raised my eyebrows unimpressed.

"Is this how you get women? With cheesy one liners?" I asked curiously but still unimpressed.

"Why is it working?" John leaned in more.

"In your dreams." I pushed John back into his seat by his shoulder. "You seriously think you can get any women do you?"

"Oh and to make it worse John's married… and he has a kid!" Ringo informed. John sent him a death glare.

"You sure have a big mouth don't you Starkey?" John questioned, Ringo simply shrugged his shoulders.

"You're married? AND you have a kid?" My jaw dropped.

"Yes. So." John looked at me like I was crazy.

"Then why do you get together with a bunch of women? How could you do that to your family?" I shrieked.

"Oh relax, it's not like they know and it wouldn't even make a difference if they did." John said plainly.

"Yeah right! If I got married and had a kid with someone and they were cheating on me it WOULD make a difference." I pointed out.

"I'm pretty sure she knows about, it's quite obvious." Ringo said from the other side of the table.

"She must be devastated…" I whispered.

"See Harrison you shouldn't have said anything now Emma's in a bad mood." John said to George making him look down.

"I'm not in a bad mood." I said to George. "John you should be more like George."

"HA yeah right, bird's never fall for the quiet ones." John said rudely. George continued to look down which made me feel sad, since he's such a nice guy. He doesn't deserve this.

I gave John a look then turned to George. "Hey that's not true, girl's love quiet guys." I said rubbing George's shoulder trying to comfort him.

"In bloody hell they do… no girl would want to go out with me…" He mumbled.

"Sure they would! Any girl would be lucky to go out with a great guy like you." I tried to comfort him.

"They just want sex. I want… a relationship. A relationship where we wouldn't want anyone else." George said. "But I'll never have that."

"You'll have that." I said with an optimistic tone.

"When?" George looked up.

I smiled. "You'll know when."

"How?"

"Well… when you find the one it will all be different. You won't want to be with anyone else just with each other and your whole world will revolve around that person." I looked into his eyes. "Like I said, any girl would be lucky to be with you."

"Thanks Emma." George smiled. I smiled back in return.

"Thank goodness that's over." John said, after he finished pretending to throw up.

"You don't want to be in love?" I questioned John.

"What's the point? You just end getting your heart broken anyways. I say just get out while you can." John said. "Well get out after the sex of course."

"You pig." I said. "You know, I have the perfect phrase that describes you."

"John you're so sexy. John you're gorgeous. John I just wanna bang y-"

"Hit it then quit it." I interrupted him. Paul, Ringo and George all began to lean in like something interesting had just happened.

"Hit it then quit it?" He questioned.

"Yes, see that's where you hit it… then quit it. The title is pretty much self explanatory." I informed.

"Well Miss Emma, since you seem to know me oh so well tell me something… why do they always seem to fall for the hitter and quitter?" John asked with a smirk.

"Because you make it seem like you actually care about them and… you just end up breaking their heart." My thoughts drifted to Mark, this explained him perfectly.

"What makes you think I don't care about them?" He questioned.

"Because guys like you don't. In the beginning they make you feel loved… like you're the only girl they'll ever want and make you feel like nothing can break you apart. They have our hearts inside of their hands and when they decide they're done… they destroy it." I trailed off beginning to tear up. Without my notice a tear trickled down my face making me snap back into reality. "Excuse me." I wiped the tear away and exited the kitchen. I walked into the living room and sat on the couch. They must think I'm some lunatic. I thought. I started trying to control myself by breathing in and out but that didn't help. The tears just kept coming like a never ending river. Then… the last person on earth who I would want to see me like this walked into the room.

I wanted to thank you guys so much for reading my story it means a lot to me. This chapter didn't have a lot of action-stuff but I liked writing it because I got to explore some different sides of the characters like George and how he wanted a relationship. If you weren't satisfied with this one hopefully next chapter will make up for it. So please remember to REVIEW, maybe we can get to 13-14 total reviews?(: Okay well Love you… Bye!