A/N: Heyyyyy everyone! Sorry I haven't updated sooner, but I was spending the beginning of my three-day-weekend with Phoenix, eating psychedelic colored blueberry pancakes and watching Magical Mystery Tour! NOW I'm back and I want to thank all of you who have reviewed and given me ideas! :D Cheekyvixen7, if you haven't noticed, is the one and only Phoenix Flowers! (applause!)

beatlemaniacnumerouno has asked me if she could borrow me and Flower (yes, I'm Kaila, if you haven't noticed) for her adorable Beatle story Love Me Do and I just wanted to take the time to promote that so that you'll be interested in reading it as well! :D

By the way, Kaila is pronounced Kayla... just wanted to make sure you all got that. ;)

Lily

Ch 7
I'm Happy Just to Dance with You
Liverpool, 1965, the Cavern Club
That Evening…

Phoenix and Kaila walk into the Cavern, huge smiles on their faces, as they are blown away by the atmosphere of dancing crowds and loud music. The smell of alcohol plays with their noses and Kay flinches away at the bitter odor. She's never been much of a drinker. Phoe, however, follows Ringo to the bar and asks for a shot of whiskey.

John immediately starts making his way into the crowd of dancers, bobbing along to the live band playing on the stage. He quickly grabs the attention of a quirky brunette and they start up a connection as they begin to dance together. Kaila sees George sweet talking a shy looking blonde near the bar where Ringo and Phoenix are chatting. Now she's alone with McCartney, until…

"JIMMY!" Kay whirls around to see Paul being tackled by a heavyset redhead. Oh, dear Lord, she sighs. Not again.

"Rhonda," Paul almost wheezes for breath. "Nice to see ya." He smiles in greeting as the woman releases him from her death grip hug.

"Who're you here with this time?" the redhead, Rhonda, asks, completely oblivious to Kaila's presence. She seems a bit tipsy, but carries herself fairly well in Kay's opinion. Her caramel eyes were a bit glossy looking and her lip stick was a dark shade of red, contrasting to her pale freckled skin.

Paul pulls Kaila towards him, almost like a shield. "This pretty lass." he answers. "Kaila, this is Rhonda. Rhonda, my gal: Kaila." His introductions are short and formal and he clings to Kay's waist lovingly with possessiveness. Kaila's sudden worries over this Rhonda bird are completely reevaluated now. She knows this one is all right.

Rhonda extends her hand in greeting. "Great catch, you are. Keep 'im outta trouble, yeah?" her Scouse is really thick and Kay admires its texture. Having a Liverpudlian accent is one of things she's most proud of herself. She looks behind her shoulder to Paul, as he's resting his head on it, and smiles wryly before replying, "Oh, don't doubt me there," and Paul kisses her cheek with a chuckle.

"Have fun, then." Rhonda starts to turn away with a satisfied grin, but she points at McCartney warningly like a teacher scolding a pupil. "But not too much, Jimmy, or your arse is grass." She winks and skips away into the crowd to her awaiting friends, her frizzy red mane bouncing on her shoulders.

"Friend of yours?" Kay asks casually with a giggle as Paul spins her around to face him and takes her waist. They begin to dance as the live band starts playing And I Love Her. The lead singer isn't that fantastic as Paul is, being the one who wrote it and all, but it suits the pair as they waltz around to the tempo.

"Yeah, Rhonnie's helped me out of some tough spots in the past." James leads her through the steps effortlessly. Kaila's a terrible dancer and she periodically watches her feet carefully to make sure she doesn't step on Paul's.

"She keeps you in line, yeah?" she asks absentmindedly, looking over at Phoenix and Ringo, who have decided to dance as well. They hear John going on about how his band wrote the ballad, not 'these pricks who aren't genius enough to come up with their own material.'

Paul laughs as he overhears his friend and turns back to Kaila, "You can say that, sure." He twirls her around and dips. Their noses are almost touching. With a sly grin, he kisses her and lifts her upright again. Kay's face is slightly pink from both dizziness and surprise. "That's a lovely color for you, doll." He winks, leading them around the dance floor once more as he starts to sing softly along to the song "Bright are the stars that shine…"Kaila restrains from melting into a puddle on the floor.

Phoenix is having a difficult time focusing on both Ringo's charm and her own footwork as he waltzes her faster than the beat of the song. "I think the rhythm should be quicker." He explains apologetically.

"Figures; you are a drummer, after all." Flower grants him forgiveness and laughs along as Ringo bobbles his head merrily while dancing wildly in circles with her in his arms. He's enjoying this as much as she is.

"Since we're getting our exercise now, we should grab a bite for dinner afterwards." Ringo suggests with a smile. "Of course, me and the lads will have to get some costume on before that." He adds, remembering the die-hard fans.

"Why didn't you do that before we left the apartment?" Flower asks, puzzled.

"What, eat?" Ringo questions unthinkingly.

"No!" she giggles. "Put on disguises! Like facial hair and all that stuff."

"It wouldn't feel very comfortable with a fake mustache if I kiss ya, now, would it?" he clarifies to her like it's the most obvious thing in the world, then he starts leaning in slightly until their faces are just inches apart. "Its better this way, I think." He murmurs softly. Flower feels his lips brush hers and she kisses back enthusiastically. Fireworks go off inside her mind and her ears start ringing like an alarm going off early in the morning. This isn't the first time she's kissed Ringo Starr, but it is definitely one of the most memorable.

"Aren't I right?" he asks afterwards with a chuckle. Flower nods hastily and catches him again before any more words can be transferred.

"Whoo, Starkey!" cheers John's voice in the crowd. "'Atta boy, Richy! You get 'er, son!" he's clearly starting to get drunk. Ringo mutters something about jumping off a cliff and motions Phoenix towards a tunnel opening for privacy. This just makes Lennon cheer and whistle louder, but the pair is too engrossed to care now.

"Poor Phoe and Ringo," Kaila laughs quietly at the absurd sight of John Lennon dancing around the Cavern, singing 'Ringo and Flower snoggin' in a tree…' as she is lead by McCartney towards the bar for a break from the dancing.

Paul looks over and shakes his head pitifully with a smile. "He's embarrassing himself, that man." He says. "The papers will eat him alive for this later, if he's not careful."

Kay watches as the girl who was dancing with John, the brunette, tries to calm the Beatle down. John looks at the girl incredulously, asking who the hell she was in a slurred voice and grabbing a random blonde by the waist, saying that this was his mother and that the brunette was just a rotten imposter. Kaila and Paul can't help but giggle uncontrollably at the sight.

"What's he got himself into this time?" George and the pretty shy blonde girl he had picked up earlier walk on over to where Kaila and James sit at the bar in fits of laughter.

"A hell of a hangover tomorrow morning, that's what." Kay answers with a dark laugh. She'd love to see that.

George grins and turns to his quiet lady friend kindly. "This is Loretta, you guys." The blonde smiles timidly at McCartney and Kaila, "Met her last week. I wanted her to meet you and Phoenix. She's real nice, so you'll get along and become friends in no time." George sweetly kisses the top of Loretta's head and motions for Paul to let her have his seat.

Paul stands and offers his chair. Loretta sits quietly and George explains that he and Paul are going to retrieve John from further drunken harm and be back shortly. They smile encouragingly at Kaila to make friends before taking off into the crowd again.

"Georgie's real nice, yeah?" Kay opens conversation with a gentle smile at the blonde girl, who's fiddling nervously with her dress' hem.

Loretta looks up, shocked to hear a Beatle girl speak nicely and nods shyly. "He's a sweetheart," she agrees softly. Her voice is very airy, as if she can be distracted easily by meandering thoughts.

"Yeah, he's a great lad. He your favorite Beatle?" Kay asks, trying to pay attention herself.

Loretta blushes. "Paul is, actually." She admits. "You're with him tonight?" she blinks her sky blue eyes innocently. Kaila tries not to look surprised and continues.

"We've been together for awhile." She answers honestly with a much too polite voice.

"He's got a real gear voice." Loretta says with a sigh, starting to warm up now.

"Yeah," Kay agrees awkwardly. "Sure does." She tries to change the subject. "George is a killer guitarist. Has he played for you yet?"

Loretta shrugs. "Yes, a few times. Has Paul played for you?" she seems to be turning this back around and Kaila doesn't know what to make of it.

"Been too busy with work, but he's mentioned he'd like to."

"You're lucky to have him, y'know." Loretta states almost sadly, lowering her eyes to the tabletop.

"Aye, but you are too! I mean, George Harrison? C'mon, Loretta, he has to be a real grand guy to be around with." Kay says, trying to brighten things up about her friend (George that is.)

Before Loretta answers, George and Paul return to the table tiredly and grab chairs from nearby to sit on. "Missed us?" Paul asks, kissing Kay's cheek. Kaila feels Loretta's eyes on them and tries not to shove him away as she laughs along nervously.

"How're we doing?" George asks Loretta, taking her hand. The girl smiles reassuringly and compliments Kaila's hospitality. Somehow, Kay doesn't like the way she's making everything they had just conversed about seem all wonderful and petty. In a way, Loretta had just made George sound like a drag of a boyfriend by always changing the subject back to Paul. Paul, Paul, Paul…Kaila mentally rolls her eyes. You've got your Beatle, so stay away from mine!

"Where's the other girl I was supposed to meet? Phoebe, isn't it?" Loretta's voice tugs Kaila away from her self-bickering thoughts. Phoebe? What the hell?

"Um, Phoenix ran off with Ringo down that tunnel over there." She points across the club to the tunnel's opening. "But, um, I really need some air, so I'll just step outside for a moment…" she takes a stand from her seat, now feeling extremely hot and irritated with a headache and manages to find the way back to the 'surface.'

"Anything troubling you, lovely?" of course, McCartney had to follow her out here, but Kaila's glad anyway. She doesn't want him near that Loretta bird, no matter if George is there. Then again, it's probably best to keep the latter away from her too, seeing as she's nothing more than a fake.

Kay feels strong arms around her waist and sighs. "She's bothering me," she mumbles indignantly. "I can't stand her, James."

"Loretta?" Paul looks at her with confusion. "She doesn't seem that terribly shy, Kay. She'll warm up." He chuckles, but Kaila shakes her head. She knew he wouldn't understand what she meant. "Did I say something?" Paul asks worriedly, not meaning to offend her.

"She's not too serious with George is she?" Kay asks randomly, looking up into Paul's creamy hazel eyes. He's standing in front of her now as she leans against a brick wall, embracing her waist lightly. She's just noticed that he's taller than her by a couple of inches. Sweet! Kay's always wanted a taller boyfriend.

"Seeing that they just met a week ago," Paul answers thoughtfully. "I think Georgie's taking things a bit slower than usual, unlike us, of course." He grins and pecks her quickly on the lips.

Kaila smiles and rolls her eyes at his attempt to lighten things up. "Oh, don't get your hopes up, James Paul McCartney, we're not traveling at the speed of light anytime soon, I assure you." she grins wickedly as he sulks. "But seriously, keep an eye on Loretta for me?" she asks with concern.

"Sure, love. But I still don't understand why." Paul admits apologetically, lightly tracing the back of her black silk dress. I really like this on her…

"Because, my dear handsome Beatle, you're her favorite." Kay explains, tapping his nose playfully with a finger. "Get it now?" she asks sincerely.

Paul raises his brows with understanding. "Ohhh! I see!" he exclaims and his face pulls into a "No DUH!" expression that sends Kaila into a fit of giggles. "So," he says after a moment. "I'm handsome now, aren't I?" Kay blushes and tries not to laugh as James gives a cocky grin and a wink. "What about charming and irresistible?" he murmurs as he leans in to her. "Can't you grant me one of those titles too, doll?"

Kaila smirks and dramatically rolls her eyes. "Oh, shut it and kiss me, McCartney and maybe you'll earn them later." James laughs and closes the space between them eagerly, his hands tracing the back of her black dress. "I really like this on you, by the way." He adds before capturing her lips. He thought she had the right to know.

Back in the Cavern, George says goodbye to Loretta Martin as she leaves after claiming that she has work the next morning. Then why go out to a club so late? George ponders as he waves over to Phoenix and Ringo, who have finally decided to socialize with everyone else. They all drink up the last bit from their glasses and head out to find Paul and Kaila outside, entwined once again.

"C'mon, you two!" Ringo shouts as he leads Flower to their parking space. "John's passed out in the car! We need to take him home before he wakes up and tries to escape!"

George laughs at Ringo's joke and takes the keys out of his coat pocket, unlocking the driver's seat and opening the door to find a terrible surprise waiting in store. "OH MY GOD, ME EYES! EW, EW, EW, EW, EW!"

John Lennon is conscious, of course, but he has company to keep him busy.

A/N: I'd be rather grossed out too, Georgie. Ewwwwww

Anyway, review! OR ILL HAVE PHOE BAKE YOU INTO A VIRTUAL PIE FOR ME TO DEVOUR! haha
Lily