"I'm waiting for a couple of friends" then she spotted them, two young boys "It was about time" and they walked inside.

Paul went straight to where Ella was. They saw Paul approaching to her, so they decided to leave them alone.

"I'm glad you came" He said

She gave him a forced smile

"I was thinking, I mean if you would like to talk about-"

"I know what happened between you and Cleo" she had to burst the bubble. "Why you lied?"

"I was scared-"

"You think I'm a fool, don't you?" she asked sadly, lifting her head to see him, their eyes connected.

"NEVER" he desperately wanted to kiss her again, but someone called his name, it was show time, he gently touched her cheek, apologizing, and he went on the stage, The Beatles were complete again and the music started. Some girls ran to the stage, some were dancing. So she was looking from the distance.

"Ella, I was looking for you, Do you remember my friends, they wanted to meet you that night we met" Cleo said to her introducing her friends "They are Cal and Adrian"

"Oh- you make cute couple" Ella said, then looked away

"I'm not a queer, I just wanted to meet you, and tell you that you look really dishy"

"Back off Adrian, I saw her first"

Cleo took Adrian's hand and said "Leave the turtledoves alone, shall we?" and they left.

She gave a disgusting look at Cal, but she sighed with relief when she noticed that he wasn't saying anything else. Although, she felt uncomfortable; he never left, for an entire hour he stayed there, staring at her. The place was even more crowded. He put his hand around her.

"What do you think you're doing?" she jerked herself free from that 'hug'

"You look ever prettier when you're angry"

She moaned after that tacky phrase he said

"Do you want to go for a walk?" he asked, she was positively disgusted.

"No thank you" she answered rapidly

"I like stubborn girls" He tried to kiss her, she pushed him "C'mon don't be a prude" she instantly slapped him. When she was about to leave he stopped her, grabbed her hand "Listen I'm sorry okay girl, I didn't want to hurt your feelings"

"Let me go; you are just like your friend you knew that?"

He cornered her "She told me about you and your obsessive feelings for Paul, can't you see that he will never leave her" she attempted to duck under his arms, but failed "He did once and face it they are together again"

"Face it, I don't like you, you are the most vulgar, dull, swaggering man I've met" she said and he kissed her without her consent, she kicked his leg, he let out a sound of pain, then he hit her across the face, Ella was too astonish that she thought she heard the music stopped.

"If you were a good girl I wouldn't have to discipline you" Suddenly, he fell down, someone had punched him so hard that he lost his balance.

Paul was that someone "Are you okay?" she couldn't talk she was still in shock, so she only nodded. Then Cal pushed Paul's head against the wall

"You're gonna pay for this pretty boy" he said, Ella kicked his ankle, stopping him from punching Paul.

"John!" she cried for help, he immediately was there, with his fist closed he hit him in the stomach but he grabbed John by the throat, he pushed him off. Cal gave a punch to Paul; John grabbed Cal's blonde hair and dragged him outside. Paul and John kicked him, he was about to fight back when Cleo shouted

"Stop!, what are you doing!?" she pushed John

"You and your filthy friends Cleo, I don't want to see any of you in our concerts" he said

"I don't care John, because Paul and I we'll be far away from you" she was going to hug Paul but he stepped back.

"I'm not going anywhere, goodbye Cleo" When John heard Paul's words he smiled, from ear to ear, they walked into the club

"You are going to regret this McCartney" she cried

"Are you okay, does it hurt?" George was worried

"A little" she glanced at his concerned face "I'm fine, you don't have to be worried", she touched his head "I should go and take a look at John and Paul they must be..."

"They can handle it don't worry" George said

"Lads, return to the stage now" the owner of the club demanded.

"In a minute" Pete said "Are you sure you're okay?" she nodded.

Paul and John returned "You have a big bruise John" she was concerned, now

"I know" strangely, he was proud "Don't worry he won't return"

"They want us to start playing songs" Pete informed

"Then, to the stage boys" they went on stage, but Paul

"What did he do to you?" Paul asked her

"Paulie, dear c'mon" John said through the microphone

"Nothing serious, go and rock and roll" she gave him a kiss on the cheek, he moaned "I'm sorry did I hurt you?" he shook his head, but she DID hurt him.

"Is there a lefty bass player in the audience? We need him" George said

"I should go to play, they need me" he said

"Thank you Paul" she smiled.

"Ella I wanted to tell you since-"

John interrupted "Paul, c'mon son"

"That sod, anyway, I want to tell you that you-"

"Stop flirting and bring your pretty butt here!" John demanded, as he played the melody "here comes the bride" mocking of the situation. So he went to play.

Days later, they had been receiving letters from fans, they knew their time to shine was almost there, John and Paul worked together in writing more songs and playing into each other's noses, they wrote almost 5 songs per day, while George practiced his solos at home, some days they went to Paul's house, but when they were in John's, and that rarely happened, Paul seemed to be more inspired, the reason was that Ella was there.

"It's good isn't it?" John asked Paul

"So that's only the chorus, what else you got?"

"Only that, we write too much 'I' in our songs, but just let me think of more" He played guitar, with the chords he had, while Paul was humming, thinking of more lyrics to add

Ella walked down the stairs, with a plate in her hand.

"John I told you to wash your plate and you left it in your room" she smelled it, it smelled bad "Look it has a mouldy thingy there "

"Be careful, it might bite you" John said, she slyly grinned

She went the kitchen, when she finished washing it; John called out to her from the living room

"Thanks for you help Johnny, anyway, what do you want?"

"We need your opinion" Paul said

"About…" she had no clue

"This song, read it, and tell us if you see yourself singing along to it" John handed over her the notebook

She read it, Paul was looking impatiently at her, waiting for her opinion, while John was writing something else in a napkin "I suppose the song's name is 'She loves you" she mocked.

"Very funny" Paul said sarcastically, because that was almost everything they got

"I wrote something, what do say about this?" and John sang

'She said you hurt her so
She almost lost her mind
And now she says she knows
You're not the hurting kind
She says she loves you
and you know that can't be bad
Yes, she loves you
and you know you should be glad' (she loves you-The Beatles)

Ella and Paul looked at each other, knowing that they had something to do with those spontaneous lyrics.

"Well, pair of twits, what do you think!" he demanded an answer

They answered almost at the same time

"Fantastic"

"That's good mate"

"I liked it"

"Yeah I think it's great"

John looked at them, raising an eyebrow "All right, that's what I wanted to hear"

Ella stood up "I'm going to my room, good luck with your songs, bye Paul" she walked to her room, but before she could enter John sang with a loud voice and out of tune, only to make fun of them.

"With a love like that, you know you shouldbe glad!"

Brian Epstein told them about a tour they were about to start, in Hamburg, again.

"You shook them, you are stars there" he explained

"But they kicked us out!"John said

"I know that, but the people there love you, and you along with other bands will be playing in greater clubs" The four looked at him, no trusting his words "just for some weeks, so you can show your new style"

George was the first one to give his opinion "I'm in, Should we expect more money?"

"Of course, and more recording sessions"

"After Decca's rejection, I think that's a good idea" Paul said.

As a leader he jumps to his deep voice "We are going to Hamburg"

Brian Epstein was more than happy "Good decision, we'll celebrate it at the Cavern, don't mind bringing your guitars, it will be your party"