Sorry for the long wait! I hope you enjoy this next chapter of Yesterday I´ve got loads of work to do so please don´t expect another update sooner than this came... This is not very Long. Sorry!
Nim´s POV
I felt much better after making up with Martha. I had come here today with Paul and I was so happy that I couldn´t be angry any more. I couldn´t believe I was actually Paul´s girlfriend. Our eyes seemed like glued together all the time. Of course Martha noticed.
"You don´t have to concentrate on Paul. Concentrate on your Cello."
"And you are allowed to stare at this guy over there with George Martin all the time? I thought you liked John."
"I..."
"Quiet, girls!" Kevin, that terrible guy yelled.
"Oh shut up" Martha and I said at the same time. We had to laugh. Once again I caught Paul´s eye. He grinned to me but then John murmured something in his ear and he burst out laughing.
When we had a break at noon I asked Martha about that guy again.
"Who is he?"
"He´s my friend. He´s working here now. He went off to Ireland about a year ago..."
"And John?"
"That´s the Problem."
I looked over to the Beatle´s corner and saw John looking at us.
"What are you gonna do?" I asked.
"Dunno..."
Paul came over to us.
"You can go" Martha said grinning.
I smiled and took Pauls Hand. We went up to the Roof of the building. We sat there and let the sun shine upon us. Paul leaned over to me and I had the same incredible Feeling as the day before. When we pulled apart we noticed someone had come up here.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH MY PAULIE? HE IS MINE! HOW DARE YOU!" the girl screamed.
Paul looked confused.
"What do you mean?" I asked the Girl.
"YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I MEAN YOU BIT..."
She couldn´t finish her sentence because Paul attacced her.
"You´ll never call my girlfriend a bitch again!" Paul hissed.
He pinned her on the ground but she swung around and scratched her finger nails across his face.
"Paul!" I screamed. I ran down the stairs and fetched John.
He pulled that awful git away from Paul and took her to the Studio. I heard Martha scream:
"That´s her! That´s the Psyco Chick!"
John had called the Police and they took her with them. Paul had awful cuts on his cheeks from the girl´s finger nails. We sat down and Martha came over to us.
" I told you about her. She´s horrible" she said.
"Sorry I didn´t believe you" I answered. "Are you OK, Paul?"
"It hurts." he stated.
"It´s gonna be OK soon." I said.
"If you stay with me" He answered.
And once again he leaned over to kiss me. Last I heard before I responded it was Martha Sniffling.
SOOOOO the Psycho Chic once again. Review my (our) lovely Readers!
