I couldn't believe I was kissing Paul McCartney and cheating on Greg. Greg was faithful to me and gave me all his love. And this is how I repaid him. Finally my conscience got a hold on my head and with all my strength I pulled my lips off Paul's, but didn't back away. I rested my forehead on his and sighed.

"Paul, I can't do this to Greg, and you can't do this to Jane." I said.

Paul frowned. "Penny I already told you, it's the fans, they 're the only thing holding Jane and I together. There's nothing between us." I opened my mouth to talk but he cut me off. "Every night it's a full on battle with her. I'm never happy in this house."

I looked into Paul's eyes. They were sad and confused, he looked like a confused child and it almost made me kiss him again but I held back. "Paul…but Greg is an amazing boyfriend to me and I love him."

Paul flinched at my words and backed away. He sighed and dragged a hand through his dark brown hair. He looked me in the eyes and exhaled deeply. "Fine, I don't want to put you through something that would hurt you in anyway." He smiled sadly and bent over, cupped my face and kissed my lips softly.

I closed my eyes as his lips lingered on mine but soon left me wanting more. I looked away and sighed. "I should probably go…"

He nodded. "Okay…"

I looked back at him. His back was turned towards me and my heart shattered into a million pieces. Look at me… I resisted going over to him and walked out his front door without another word. I stood on the porch for a while and looked up at the clouds floating across the sky. Just looking at the blue sky almost made me cry, and I don't fully know why. Finally I started walking home, depressed as ever. You liar…you don't love Greg anymore! And you know that! I shook my head. I walked out of the big metal gate and down the street back towards downtown London. As I walked down the street people hurried past. Happy couples walked past me hand in hand, as if they were taunting me.

The walk home was long without my car but I finally reached my house. The answering machine was blinking; I pressed the play button on it and listened to the recorded voice.

Beep. "Hey Penn, turns out the Beatles are having an interview later today and I have to go. I was wondering if you wanted to join me. I'll be at the office all day today so if you wanna come just come by here before five. Love you." Beep.

"Just what I needed…" I said as tears slipped from my eyes. My legs started shaking and I involuntarily collapsed onto my knees and started crying. "I'm an awful person…" I moaned as I sobbed into my hands.

That night I tossed and turned, sleep never finding me. I looked over to my clock and groaned. Four fifty two. Greg shifted from his spot next to me and wrapped an arm around my waist, but didn't wake up. I frowned all of a sudden feeling awkward. I turned over and looked at his sleeping form. His black hair had fallen into his eyes. His lips were curved into a sleepy smile and his breathing was deep. I sighed; this man was perfect in every way, just not perfect for me. It was at that moment I realized Greg and I were not meant to be. I carefully got out of bed and decided to take another walk. I threw on my shoes and leather coat and walked out the front door.

As I walked down the sidewalk the night breeze waved my brown hair around and I shivered. I looked around as a few cars passed. The moon was starting to go down as the sun slowly started to come up. I narrowed my eyes and sighed, touching my lips remembering the feel of his Paul's against mine. It was like I had found the missing puzzle piece of my life, that I was too scared to piece together before.

Not anymore…

I narrowed my eyes, feeling bold I decided to do something I was thinking about doing all night. I hailed a cab and gave the driver the address I wanted to go to. He took me to the mansion and I paid him. I walked up to the metal gate and pressed the intercom button.

The speaker buzzed and after a few minutes a sleepy voice answered sounding agitated. "Whoever this is, it's five in the morning and I'm not welcoming unwanted visitors."

I rolled my eyes. "It's Penny."

There was a brief silence before the intercom buzzed and the gate unlocked. I pushed the gate open and walked up to the front door and knocked on it. The door opened slowly and Paul walked out in his pajamas, which were only a pair of plaid pants and no shirt. His hair was massy and his eyes glazed over. But hey, I wasn't complaining. He looked at me but said nothing, stepping aside allowing me inside. He closed the door behind me and sighed, looking me in the eyes.

"Why are you here? I though you said-."

I held my hand up. "I know what I said, but…now I know I was wrong." I sighed pulling my hair on one side of my neck. "Paul, I want to be with you, I really do. But first I have to breakup with Greg. And I have to do this when the time is right, I can't just dump him on his ass either, its going to take some time for me to move out and find a house."

The corners of Paul's lips briefly twitched into a smile. "So you're saying you want to be with me?" I nodded and he smirked. "And why did you have to tell me this at five in the morning?"

I arched an eyebrow and put my hands on my hips. "Want me to leave?"

Paul shook his head and stepped closer to me, his arms snaking their way around my waist. "Nope." I chuckled and folded my arms around his neck. He gave his usual charming smile. Finally his lips were on mine and he lifted me up and carried me up the stairs to his room.

The next morning I woke up not in my room. At first I panicked remembering where I was. I looked down and sighed in relief, noticing I was dressed. I looked over and saw the bed was empty. I jumped out of the king sized bed and padded down the hallway and down the stairs to the kitchen. On the island in the middle of the room was a note.

Dear Penn,

Thank you for coming over last night, Even if nothing happened upstairs, it was still the best night I have ever had. Thanks for staying.

Love,

Paul.

I smiled and hugged the note close to my chest. I sighed figuring I had better get home and wondering if Greg was worried about me. I was tying my shoes to leave when the front door unlocked. I looked up in horror remembering last night's message from Jane.

I'll be home tomorrow Paul…

"Oh shit!" Without thinking I jumped behind the island in the kitchen. I peeked over it and saw the door open and someone walk in. I ducked back down and silently prayed as the person walked into the kitchen whistling, Love Me Do. I tried to scoot away quietly, failing at this as my show squeaked across the tile floor. Fuck. The person stopped whistling and I felt a hand grab my shoulder and pull me up. I screamed as two arms wrapped them self's around my waist. I kicked and screamed as the person tried to hold me still. They whipped me around and got a glimpse of their face.

It was John.

I sighed. "Fuck John, you scared me!" I said pushing him away. John said nothing. He narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms, tapping his foot. "What?" I asked. I looked down and saw I was only in my pajamas and instantly blushed. "It's not what you think!"

"Oh, it isn't is it?" He said smirking.

I narrowed my eyes. "No, I didn't sleep with Paul." John smiled and I blushed harder. "I didn't!"

He waved his hand. "Yeah, yeah. So how'd you get here? I'm the only one with a key besides Jane and Paul."

I sighed. "I came over…"

John chuckled. "Well, I'd rather it be you than some other tramp." He opened the fridge and looked through it. "So, you gonna dump Gary?"

"Greg."

"Whatever."

I sighed. "Yeah…"

John smirked. "Well I'll tell you something, Jane has changed since '64, and if it means anything, I like you a whole lot better." He popped the top off a beer and took a swig. "Besides, Paul's happier when he's around you."

I smiled. "Thanks…I guess."

John shrugged and leaned on the island. "By the way, we're doin a photo shoot later today at the pool at Brian's house, I was gonna call and ask of you wanted to come. Cyn and Pattie are gonna be there since George is back. I think Mo's coming to, dunno for sure though. Just thought you might wanna get out in the sun and swim a little bit."

I scoffed. Yeah seeing Paul shirtless in a pool is really going to help right now. "Sure."

John smiled. "Great."

Hola people of Earth!

This chapter was so much fun to write and yeah, I don't write lemons, so sorry if you're one of those people who was really counting on reading about baby making. ;) I just don't do that shizz. Anywho, yeah I felt awful about Penny cheating on Greg because he's a good guy and I feel like I'm cheating on him while I write this! But then again…it is Paul McCartney. *pause to day dream* Well on a happier note, I hope you are all enjoying the story so far, please remember to R&R and check out my other stories. Also check out my fav author and stories lists! Like I always say, they're on there for a reason people! Thanks for reading!

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