I opened my eyes and was surprised to see I was still sitting on the green bench in the park. I looked around and placed a hand on my chest. I sighed.

It was just a dream…

I must have fallen asleep when I came here earlier. I stood up and breathed out a sigh of relief. I stuffed my hands in my pockets as the nightmare I had been paranoid about for so long faded from my memory. It was so real, I thought it really happened. I walked to the bus stop and boarded, feeling a giant sense of déjà vu as I sat down on the black leather seat and looked out the window. The sky was still bright; it had to be only twelve.

When I got home I hesitated opening the front door, dreading my nightmare would come true. Eventually I opened the door and Martha greeted me with various tail wags and licks. I ruffled the sheep dogs hair and walked inside. I immediately walked upstairs and up to our room. The door was shut and I wanted to vomit.

"Paul?" I asked and knocked on the door softly.

The door opened and Paul stood in front of me. He had on a blue tee shirt and a pair of jeans. I let out a sigh of relief. He put his hand on the door frame and smiled. "Why did you knock? Last time I checked this was your room too."

I smiled and nodded. "I know I just didn't know if you were decent." I said stepping in the room.

He chuckled and shook his head. He sighed and rubbed his neck. "Hey Penny?" I turned to look at him. "I'm really sorry for being such a jerk back at the studio, I was just stressed and I just wanted to go home, I'm really sorry." He said and pulled out a bouquet of roses from the top drawer in the dresser. I smiled and took the flowers. My heart was jumping with joy. He still loved me and I still loved him with all my heart. I threw the flowers on the bed and jumped at Paul, wrapping my arms around him and planting a kiss on his cheek.

He stumbled back in surprise but soon caught on and held me. "I forgive you." I said smiling at him.

He smiled back and kissed my cheek. "Thanks." He looked around and sighed. "I should probably go over to John's house and apologize to Yoko and him."

I nodded. "Yeah, why does she bother you so much?"

Paul shrugged and walked out of the room. "It's always been us four, you know? Having her there is just…different." He said as I followed him down the stairs. "And I don't really like different." He said. He grabbed the car keys and sighed. "Are you coming?"

I shook my head. "Nah, this is between you two."

He nodded. "Okay. I'll see you later tonight." He said and kissed me quickly on the lips before walking out the front door. He got in the car and revved the engine.

I waved. "I love you!"

He smiled. "Love you too."

I watched him drive off and sighed. I turned around and walked into the backyard where Martha was rolling around in a pile of unraked leaves. I sat down on the swing we had attached to our tree and pushed myself back and forth. I looked down at my ring, watching the diamond glisten in the sun's light. It made me smile; I had always been a hopeless romantic. Our wedding was only a month away and we hadn't announced it yet. I don't know if I even wanted to, it scared me what people would think. I wasn't even famous; I was just some girl he had met in Liverpool back in the day.

Are you good enough?

I sighed. "Of course I am."

But before you, Paul dated an actress, with beautiful red hair. You're just a normal girl…

I scoffed. "I am absolutely fine. Paul loves me, he said so. This is proof." I said looking at the ring.

What about the dream?

"It was a dream…and that's all it will ever be." I said. And I believed myself. I was confident Paul would be faithful to me, and I would do the same.

"Penny, play that again."

I groaned and held my hands on the piano keys and played the same notes again for what seemed like the eighth time. John groaned and scribbled something on the note pad. "It still doesn't sound right…"

Paul chuckled and leaned back in the folding chair. "It sounds fine to me John."

John grumbled. "Something's missing."

I sighed and closed the piano. "How's about we take a break?" John and Paul both nodded and stood up.

I walked to the kitchen and pulled out three Cokes and gave them to the guys. John had come over to practice with Paul at our house because the studio was being painted. I sat down next to John and grabbed the notebook he was holding.

"Let it Be?" I asked looking at John.

He nodded. "Yep, Paul's lyrics. My music."

Paul scoffed and played some ragtime tune on the piano. "Maybe that's what's missing, my music!"

John stuck his tongue at Paul and I chuckled. I "Where's Yoko? Thought she went everywhere with you."'

John took a sip of the Coke and shrugged. "She's got the flu and she wanted to stay home." I nodded but said no more. Paul looked over at us and changed the tune to She Loves You. John turned his head and smirked at Paul. "Really?"

Paul smiled at John and started to sing in a high voice. "She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah!"

I laughed and John joined in. "She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah." He stepped over to Paul and threw his arm around him as they shouted the last yeah in union.

I clapped and they both stood up and bowed just like the used to. Paul looked at John and chuckled. "I think that's the first time I've ever sung that and heard myself!" He said.

John scoffed. "I know, I've almost forgotten what I sound like."

Paul sighed and sat down on the piano bench leaving John standing alone. "Though…I wish it didn't have to end…"

I looked up, surprised. "End?"

John looked at Paul. "You didn't tell her yet Paul?"

Paul blinked. "Oh yeah, I forgot." He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I guess the secrets out." He said with a chuckle.

I narrowed my eyes. "So that's it? That's the end of you guys?"John nodded and Paul shrugged. "This is your attitude about this?"

John scoffed. "You sound like one of those girls out there."

I snorted. "Well, I really love the music you all make. It's wonderful, different, and revolutionizing music. And yeah, I'm sad it's going to end…"

Paul smiled sadly. "Me too, I love the band, but…there's more too it then you know." I sighed. I knew he was right, and I didn't ask about it. Paul sighed sadly and took a sip of his Coke. "I gotta announce it next week…"

John looked at him. "How you going to go about that Macca?"

Paul was silent for a moment before he answered. "Well, I guess I could start with; The Beatles are breaking up."

And that's just what he did.

On April 10th 1970 the Beatles were no longer a band. And the world was left with one confusing and frightening question.

"What now?"

Hello everyone!

Yay! Paul didn't really cheat on Penny! I got a bunch of PM's about this and you were all mad at me and concerned about Penny. Whoa people…it's okay. I would never do that to you. Or would I? Anyways, yes the Beatles are ending but the story is not. Also, George and Ringo will kind of be fading out slowly and popping in from time to time but these next few will be about John and Paul's relationship. I hope everyone is enjoying it so far and is anticipating the coming chapters! Remember to R&R! Love you all! Peace and Love!

~Stay Classy

Music List

Let it Be

She Loves you

-The Beatles