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April 24, 1964
I sat with the boys at a cafe near Marylebone station. They had just finished filming the last scenes for A Hard Day's Night.
"That was just wonderful! I'm sure you'll win all of the awards!" I said jokingly. We laughed and I rested my head against Paul's shoulder. "Why thank you," he replied.
I was pretty exhausted. I hadn't gotten any sleep in two days, I was traveling from shoot to shoot each day, and waiting up all night for Paul to come home.
"Why don't you come with us to the studio? I hate leaving you home every night," he said. "I couldn't do that, you guys have a rule against it or something, don't you?" I asked quietly. "We wouldn't mind," George replied, wanting me to go. I looked over at John. He obviously wasn't paying attention, watching a couple of girls a few tables over. I shrugged. "Just this once, okay?" Paul nodded triumphantly and I smiled. He grabbed my hand and led me to the photo booth. "Oh, of course when I look like shit," I said, patting my hair down. "You look perfect, trust me" Paul pulled me down onto his lap after putting money in and we posed for five photos. He made me laugh so hard I started crying. He smiled and gently pushed me against the back of the booth. "We're in public, Paul" I giggled as we kissed. "There," he said, closing the curtain. "Come on, you two!" They shouted at us.
Paul and I pulled up at Abbey Road and got out. I stopped at stared at the white building. "Wow," I said. He came up next to me. "Oh, yes. It's definitely something" I looked over. "Don't be a smart ass. It's cool to me!" He smiled and we continued inside. We walked downstairs to the studio. I said hello to everyone and sat down on the piano bench. I watched as they went over a few songs, getting ready to finish them. It was crazy watching songs I've listened to constantly when I was younger being played right in front of me. Paul looked back at me and motioned to come sit next to him. It was just this once, so I decided it was okay. I saw John watching him. I thought about the dream I had when we were in 2013. What was I going to do? Especially now that he was like a brother to me, I had to do everything I could to stop it. I started to cry just thinking about it. Paul was watching me. I shook my head and got up. "Don't worry, I'll be upstairs. Just keep playing," I told him.
I went to the bathroom to get myself together. "Are you okay miss?" A girl asked from behind me. "Yeah I'm fine, thanks," I replied before turning around.
She had dark hair and was a little shorter than me. Freda!
"You're Julia, right?" "Yeah, how do you know?" "Sometimes when I work late Paul drops me off at my house," She explained, my jealousy getting stronger. "And he talks about you all the time. Also you get quite a lot of fan hate mail" I rolled my eyes. "That's adorable," I said, directing my sarcasm at both comments. "Do you have any here?" I was actually curious about what they thought of me. She nodded and took me back to her office. She pointed to a pile in the corner. I opened the first letter and read it to myself. Wow. I had no idea some people were that terrible. "I know, right?" Freda said, watching my expression. I laughed. "You wanna go get coffee or something? It's gotta be boring sitting in here all day," I asked, already walking out to the front door. "I don't know if I could just go-" "Just this once! Come on!" I walked to the bottom of the steps and made a puppy dog face.
She finally gave in and we started to walk down the street. "What's it like?" She asked. I was already used to being asked this question all the time. I laughed and tilted my head to the sky. "Just like dating anyone else, you know. He's amazing. I do consider myself pretty lucky" I thought about our future. I snapped out of it when I heard my name being yelled from behind me. I turned around and was almost tackled by Paul. "What the hell?" I shouted. "I was looking everywhere for you!" He said. "Well here I am" "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine. Go get back to work!" I laughed and kissed him before he walked back to the studio. I shook my head and continued walking. We entered the coffee shop on the corner and ordered. We sat down and talked for a while about almost everything.
Once we had been there for about an hour, the boys came by to pick us up. I said hello to Paul and he silently nodded back. "What's wrong?" I asked him. "Nothing" Obviously something. I shrugged and we walked back to our car in silence.
I sat at the top of the stairs, out of view.
"Look, I love Julia like a sister, but if you can't concentrate for 5 minutes because you worry too much, then she can't come any more," John said. He crossed his arms and turned to face Paul. "There's nothing wrong with it! Sorry if I actually care about my girlfriend," Paul replied. Ouch. Nobody spoke and John came up the stairs. I froze, but he didn't care that I was sitting there. I jumped when he slammed the door. I leaned over the railing and watched Paul. He put his head in his hands and sighed. I walked down to him. "I'm sorry," I said. It was completely all my fault. "We always have tours to be together and during some of the day. It's not that bad" He didn't move. I put my arms around him and he finally hugged back. "I'm sorry," he said. "Do you think he'll forgive me?" I nodded. "Give it a while. I'll go talk to him," I said.
I went upstairs again and knocked on John's door. "Piss off" "It's me" I heard a lock move and the door slowly opened. I pushed it further and walked in. I hadn't actually been in his room, well, just when I punched him in the face, but that was different. I leaned against the dresser. "Don't be mad at him. Be mad at me," I said. "Why? You didn't do anything," he replied. "Because I don't want you to be mad at him. You guys are best friends. If you want me to leave, I will. I'll pack my bags and catch a flight home" I uncrossed my arms in defeat. I'd do anything necessary to keep the band together. "No, don't do that," was all he said. I nodded and went back to Paul. "Just give him some time"