I couldn't think of anyone else playing Mark except Chris Pine hahahaaha. If you go on Google images and look him up, look for the one where he's wearing a blue dress shirt with a black suit/jacket thing over it(:

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Mark ran up to me with a smile as he laughed, "I knew you were still here- have you been crying?"

It suddenly dawned me:

My ex-fiancé, who I haven't seen in more than 3 years, was suddenly standing right in front of me waiting for an answer.

I stared at Mark in shock, he really had changed these past years. He became much more man looking, well maybe because the last time I had seen him was when we both were nineteen years old. His hair was a bit lighter than I remembered, when he was younger his hair was a darker brown. Mark was wearing a light blue dress shirt with black pants.

"Are you okay?" He asked. I must've dosed off.

I blinked a few times trying to erase the tears as I said quietly, "Yeah."

He exhaled with a smile, "It's good to see you. It's been a while."

"I know," I nodded trying to act normal. "It's been years."

"Do you want to sit down?" Mark pointed towards the outside table and chairs of a restaurant.

"Oh I can't," I shook my head and clutched my handbag tighter. "I have to get going."

"Come on," He laughed. "You lied about being here, now you're going to lie again? And now it's to my face?"

"No but I really need to go." I was preparing to leave.

"Just one lunch Emma," Mark pleaded gently. "Please."

I thought about it for a moment before exhaled, "Okay fine."

The next moment I found myself seated at the black metal table- with Mark.

We both were just looking at each other weirdly, because we both had changed a lot since the last time we had seen each other.

"You look great." Mark nodded with a small smile.

"Thanks," I pursed my lips before getting to the root of everything. "So… why did you track me down? I mean, I think I should be scared right now."

He laughed for a second before composing himself.

"I'm getting married in a couple of weeks." Mark nodded to himself in satisfaction.

"Marriage? Again?" I asked in sarcasm.

It felt good to say these things… I just wanted to get under his skin.

"Yeah," He said seriously. "But this time I'm going to make sure it works out."

"Okay, but why did you call me?" I asked curiously. "Why are you here?"

"What I did to you all those years ago…" Mark trailed off sincerely. "I can't tell you how sorry I am. I was a stupid punk then, but I'm not now. The very moment after, I felt like a complete idiot for doing that to you. I know I don't deserve an ounce of your forgiveness, and I'm completely fine if you don't forgive me. I just needed to get this off of my chest, because I couldn't get married until I did. But, I do hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me."

I could tell Mark meant what he was saying. The way he was apologizing right in front of me meant a lot. He flew all the way out to England just to tell me this, and I appreciated it.

"Of course I forgive you." I assured. "It was years ago, I have a lot more important to worry about than my nineteen year old fiancé cheating on me."

Mark smiled, "You're just like I remember."

"Is that a good thing?" I asked smiling with my eyebrows raised.

"Well," looked away but then back at me with a smirk. "It's nice to know that people stay true to themselves."

My smile dropped instantly when he said that last sentence.

Had I stayed true to myself? No, I haven't. My number one vow was that I would never put someone through what Mark put me through, and yet I already have. In a way, Paul was right. Of course I wasn't toying anyone around, but I was being selfish. I was doing what I wanted, and that want was Paul. When Paul and I were together that day he came to my house… I didn't think about how Ethan would feel only until after.

The way Paul yelled at me… I think he truly didn't care anymore, but who could blame him? If it's hell for me, I can't imagine what it was like for him. Even though I'm sad that he doesn't care, I'm also happy. He can finally just leave me, it's what's best for him. He can be with Tara, and that's obviously what he wants.

It seems as if when I do I want… it turns into something I never wanted it to be. So, maybe I should start doing the things that I don't technically want. I want to be with Paul, I don't necessarily want Ethan… maybe that's a sign.

I think I've just made my decision… and that decision… is Ethan.

"You okay?" Mark distracted me.

I nodded my head stupidly. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Emma," He said sympathetically. "I know when you're not okay."

"I'm fine, honestly." I nodded my head faking a smile.

Mark pursed his lips as if he could see right through me. "You sure?"

"Yes." I laughed. Then I decided to change the subject. "Come on let's eat."

It was nice to get away… even if it was just for a couple of hours. It was easy to forgive Mark. I knew we were both very young and naïve and… it truly didn't matter to me anymore. Like I said, I have a lot more things on my mind.

Well… not anymore, since my decision is final…


Tara's POV

I listened secretly, and intently to Paul and Emma's conversation. I needed to make sure Paul didn't ruin our deal! Honestly, I don't know how he fell for it. Obviously I felt a bit bad, but you can't make it in the Hollywood world unless you have connections. I was just doing what needed to be done. I mean, come on! Dating a Beatle? That definitely has to put me somewhere on the top, and once I get this audition I won't have to worry about feeding off of other people to get where I want to. Pretty soon, people will be using me for my fame.

After their conversation was over, I was literally shocked. Isn't this the same Paul who made the deal because he loved Emma? Not because he didn't care anymore?

Once Paul said his last parting words to her, he walked back in with his head down and closed the door sternly. I don't think he knew I was behind him since he stayed by the door for at least ten seconds.

He finally turned around and questioned quietly, "What?"

"What was all that?" I asked curiously pointing to the window next to the door.

Paul shrugged his shoulders as he croaked, "Just doing what I had to do."

"You didn't have to do that." I clarified. I genuinely felt like this whole thing was my fault. Emma doesn't deserve that! "You are going to fix all this when the deals over? Right?"

"No." Paul mumbled as he began making his way past me.

I turned around swiftly as I pulled his arm. "Hey, stop."

Paul turned around with a glum face, and I could tell he still loved her.

"What are you doing?" I asked him. "Why did you say those things to her?"

"I need her to just move on," His voice became a bit loud. "Do you see what this whole mess is doing to her? She's in so much pain, I can't put her through that. Obviously she loves him, or she would have chosen me. I'm not going to make her choose like that."

"Well you were damn sure in making her choose Ethan." I broke. After a couple of seconds I went on gentler, "Did you mean any of those things you said to her?"

"Of course not," Paul said quietly shaking his head. "But it's better if she's with him."

"Why?" I asked in curiosity.

"Because Emma can have a life with him!" He lifted his hands up. "He's a doctor, he'll be able to provide everything. In a few years they'll be married, and then have children and she won't even remember all of this."

"She's not looking for what's her best benefit!" I tried explaining to this man who has no common sense with women. "She only wants who she loves! Not money!"

"Then why doesn't she choose?" He asked almost pleading.

"Us girls..." I trailed off. "We don't want to hurt anyone."

I let my words of wisdom sink in and I think he understood it- well kind of. Let's face it, he is a male.

After a couple of seconds I whispered, "Why are you giving up so easily?"

"I'm not giving up," Paul whispered back. "She's not mine to love, she's Ethan's. This whole time… she was never my bird."

"She loves you," I stated confidently. "She wouldn't have showed up here if she didn't."

"It's too late." He turned his back and began walking towards the stairs.

"Paul, it's never too late." I called after him but he ignored me. I watched as he disappeared and listened as he shut his bedroom door.

I couldn't let this whole thing turn to ruins because of me. I don't care that their together, I don't care that I'll be 'the girl that, that Beatle dumped'. Throughout all the years Paul and I put up with each other… I've never seen him act or look at a girl like he does towards Emma. The nights where he used to come stumbling home from the bar, and call me Emma now made so much sense. He loved her so much, and I can't let him just throw it away like that… I won't let him. I know I wouldn't want someone to let me throw away something that beautiful, so I can't let him.

I looked up towards the stairs to make sure he wasn't coming down. I quickly grabbed my white coat and purse and hurried outside.

I need to find Emma.


I looked everywhere, but I couldn't find her! I looked in shops, restaurants, and anywhere else she could possibly be! I even dropped by her flat! NADA!

Well, I did all I could do. I probably shouldn't have made the deal in the first place but, at least I'm trying right to fix it right? I know, I'm a bitch but I'm working on it.

As I walked down the semi busy street, I noticed a cute restaurant ahead named Vine and Dine. They had these little black tables sitting outside where you could also eat.

I have to go there and eat sometime.

I also noticed- a very good looking man. He had light brown hair and a beautiful face! I sped up a bit just to get a better look, and yes he is definitely cuter the closer you get. As I began passing his table I noticed a very familiar person.

"Emma?" I stopped in my tracks. Wow, I spend hours looking for her and she's here!

Karma's a bitch... I don't even know what that is, but it sounds like it fits the situation so I'm going with it.

Her face turned into surprise. "Tara? Hi."

"I've been looking everywhere for y- Who is this?" The very good looking man sat her table. I gave him an award winning smile.

"This is Mark…" Emma trailed off. "My cousin, yeah cousin. He just flew in."

"Oh okay," I shrugged my shoulders with a smile. I suddenly remembered why I was here, and I was sort of planning on her being alone not with her smoking hot cousin. What if he knows Ethan? I can't just blurt Paul out, it might just make things worse. I decided to just go with the flow. "Well I was just getting home, but since I'm here, you're still coming to the dinner next week right? The name of the restaurant is called Emeralda's, it's on fifth."

"Um yeah." Emma said slowly. I could totally tell she didn't want to.

"Okay see you seen!" I waved goodbye. I continued walking before I called, "Bye Mark!"


Well at least I had one piece of good news to tell Paul! I hurriedly unlocked the door and caught Paul putting on his black coat getting ready to leave.

"Oh good!" I bounced towards him. "I saw Emma!"

"Yeh' so did I." He said sarcastically sad.

"No," I smacked him across the face then continued quickly, "I mean like ten minutes ago!"

"Ye' stalker." Paul rubbed his face before adjusting his coat.

"Well without me being a stalker," I grinned. "Then you wouldn't know that I spotted her at a restaurant with her cousin Mark and-"

"Mark?" Paul interrupted me abruptly. "What do you mean her cousin Mark?"

I looked at him in confusion. "I saw her at a restaurant with her cousin Mark and-"

"Emma doesn't have a cousin Mark." Paul whispered as he shook his head. He rubbed his head for a second before he looked like he got something. "Mark."

"Yes," I nodded my head with a fake smile. "Her cousin is named Mark."

"No," He said gently. "Mark, is her ex-fiancé."

"Oh…" I trailed off feeling like an idiot.

"I can't believe it." I could hear the shock in Paul's voice as he moved past me and towards the door. He shut the door with a bit of a slam and then I was left alone.

"She's coming to dinner next week!" I called even though I knew he couldn't hear me.

Crap, this is the most drama I've had since middle school.


Lol, I hope you like Tara's POV.

Did you guys like Tara's sort of change of heart? And how do you think dinner's going to go?

Thanks so much for the great reviews! And please review!

I'm on Christmas break & back from vacation so that's why I have time haha.

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Peace&Love.

P.S. I'll definitely try adding more Ringo! (:

CAUSE WHO DOESN'T LOVE RINGO(;