Sorry it's taken me so long to update! I've had such a horrible case of writer's block! Anyway, I don't really know what to think of this chapter. But I don't care what I think! Let me know what you think! R&R!
I woke up the next morning to Paul pouring water on my face. Coughing, I sat up and glared at him. He grinned.
"Oh, revenge is sweet, luv." I stood up and shoved him back onto the opposite bed, both of us laughing. "Anyway," Paul said. "You need to get ready. We're leaving to pick Cyn up in an hour." I nodded.
"Alright. I'll be out in a few minutes."
An hour later, the five of us sat in a limo on our way to the airport. George and I opted to stay in the limo while the other three went to find Cynthia.
George sat across from me. He had a wicked grin on his face. "So, what happened with you and Paul at the pool last night after we left?" He asked after a few minutes.
I glared at him. "Nothing!" It was true. We had just talked really. Not about anything in particular. Just random things. George shook his head.
"Well get on with it!" I stared at him.
"Um...Several problems!"
"Like what?"
"Oh, I don't know! Like the fact that I'm from the future! Or, maybe the slight issue, that he doesn't feel the same way! And there's the drugs, and the sex, and-" He cut me off.
"Okay luv, I get it! But, how do you know he doesn't feel the same way?"
I shrugged. "He's only known me for a couple days."
George laughed. "But also vice versa! And you like him!"
"But I already knew almost everything about him!"
"Except for the fact that Paul doesn't take a lot of time to get to know a bird."
"Of course I knew that! But, that doesn't mean he actually likes her! He just wants to get into her knickers!"
George winked. "He wants to get into your knickers, luv."
"Whoa, who wants to get into your knickers?" I looked to see Paul climbing into the limo next to George, staring at me. I felt my cheeks get hot.
"No one wants to get into my knickers!"
"What's all this about wanting to get into your knickers?" John grinned from the other side of Paul as he sat down.
Ringo poked his head into the limo. "Who wants to get into whose knickers?"
I groaned, completely embarrassed. I was saved, however, as Cynthia Lennon climbed into the limo next to John.
"Who's this?" She asked her husband.
"Oh, that's Meghan. Meghan, this is Cyn, my wife." Cynthia smiled and reached over to shake my hand.
"Hello." She said.
"Hi."
John continued. "She's Paul's...I mean, Ringo's cousin."
"Lovely to meet you."
John beamed. "I'm sure you two will get along just great!"
I smiled. George looked at me. "Hey luv? I need to talk to John. Could you switch me seats?"
I wrinkled my nose. Couldn't they just talk where they were? They weren't far away from each other. Then, I noticed that Paul was sitting next to the seat currently occupied by George. So that was his motive. I sighed and nodded, knowing he wouldn't let it go.
As we switched places, George 'accidently' bumped me rather hard, thereby pushing me into Paul's lap. I squealed and Paul grabbed me around the waist instinctively.I turned bright red and jumped off his lap and into the seat.
"Sorry Paul!" I gasped, glaring at George, who looked back innocently.
Paul cleared his throat. "Uh yeah...no problem luv...be careful..." George gave me a meaningful look. I shook my head.
Brian spoke up from the front seat. "Okay, it'll be about an hour before we get to the beach house, so make yourselves comfortable."
I sighed and closed my eyes and within minutes I was asleep.
I woke up a bit later. My head was laying on Paul's shoulder, and his head was leaning on top of mine. His hand was also lightly gripping my thigh. My eyes widened and I looked around to see that everyone else was still asleep. I didn't move, because I didn't want to wake Paul up. I mean, how rude would that be! Okay, who am I kidding? I was veeery comfortable there. Of course I was going to make the best of it!
I smiled slightly and looked up to see George smirking at me. Why was it always him? I blushed crimson. He grinned and gave me a thumb's up. I rolled my eyes, but coudn't help but grin sheepishly as I closed my eyes and fell back asleep.
Once again, I woke up, and my position had changed. This time, I was laying with my head in Paul's lap! One of his hands was resting on my side, and I could feel him running the other through my hair. It felt so good! I almost decided to just go back to sleep like last time, but then I realized everyone else was awake, and looking at me. I sat up slowly and felt Paul immediately stop playing with my hair and take his hand off my waist.
"Hey luv. Sleep well?" John sniggered.
I stared at him without expression. "Why, yes John, Yes I did."
"I'm sure you did!" Ringo chuckled.
Cyn looked confused. "Wait...Are you two an item? You look so cute together!"
John, George, and Ringo roared with laughter as Paul and I both blushed. We were saved the trouble of replying, however, as the limo slowed to a stop and Brian announced that we were there.
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