Hello again! I hope you did like the first chapter, now here's the second one! As you'll see, I put a second point of view in the middle of the story, but then it's back to Lilly's point of view! It's just to clarify each one's feelings :) Remember: It's a fiction! Hope you'll like it! :D

Chapter 2 – Come Together

Brian and Paul showed me my room; it was amazing, not too big, not too small, just perfect. Actually, it was better than my old room. The house was just beautiful. When you come in, there's a hallway that leads to a big living room, which as well is the dining room, the kitchen's on a platform next to the dining room, smaller than the other rooms, there are 2 toilets on each side of the whole floor, and stairs between the space of the dining room and the kitchen, upstairs there's my room, a bathroom and then Paul's room, we have doors inside our rooms to get to the bathroom, so I have to share mine with Paul's. It doesn't really bother me, as long as I didn't have to share my room with someone, especially a boy. After Paul's room, there's Ringo's room, a bathroom, George's room, the two of them share a bathroom as well, and finally John's room and Brian's room and of course a bathroom that they share in the middle.

The floor upstairs was a studio, it had all kind of instruments and micros there, and I think it was their own practicing and recording studio up there. It wasn't one of those big pretentious houses actually; it was beautiful and very modest. They don't really have all of that big expensive furniture like sculptures and authentic paintings. It was mostly awards and certificates on the wall.

"I'll let you two get to know each other. Go easy on her, Paulie" said Brian.

"I will" he replied, "so... How old are you?"

"I'm 16. What about you?"

"I'm 19"

"What about the others?"

"John and Ringo are 21 and George's 18"

"Poor George you must tease him a lot for being the youngest one"

Paul laughs "Well, we don't tease him just because of that"

We laughed. We talked for like 2 hours, time flew by. He's really nice and funny. How can someone be so cute and have a great personality? It's unreal, when I'm with him, I forget about everything. I don't know how, or why, it's just like that. It was already morning. Why would John, George and Ringo go get food at 4 am? It's 6:30 am and they're not back yet. I found that very weird. Apparently Brian did so too.

"McCartney, where are your mates?"

"They went out to get some food, as John told me"

"Oh, great! That Lennon must be doing some kind of trouble to entertain himself and George and Ringo are trying to stop him"

"Don't worry; I don't think they'll be gone too long anymore"

"Do they always disappear like that?" I asked them.

"Yes," Paul replied, "John can't stand to stay in the house, he always has to be doing something, and there has to be at least two of us with him to make sure he doesn't cause any big trouble"

"Well, let's hope they'll be here when we'll wake up. Time to sleep, you seem very tired, both of you"

"I am" I said

"Yeah, me too, good night Lilly! Nice talking to you! 'Night Brian"

"Good night"

"If you want anything, just ask me" said Paul while closing my door.

I laid in bed, just thinking about Paul, this guy I met few hours ago; who I feel is changing my whole life. Nobody ever made me feel so secured, careless, happy… Let's hope the other boys will be as sweet as him. I fell asleep thinking about him, I woke up, just the same.

Paul McCartney's point view that evening:

I've never met anyone like her before; she's so down-to-earth, nice, smart… The second she came in through that door, I knew I had to talk to her. Not because Brian told me to, I just wanted to talk to her. Just thinking about her makes me want walk out that room right now and hug her. But I'm not sure. How would Brian feel about this? I have to think about it. Well, I'll just 'sleep over it'.

Back to Lilly's point of view:

I woke up with that wonderful feeling I fell asleep to last night. It's indescribable. I'm singing all sorts of stupid songs now. Whoa! It's already 14:30! Well, I fell asleep at 6 in the morning, I shouldn't be surprised. I heard a knock on the door.

"Yes?" I said.

"Get dressed, teeth brushed and everything, you're going to meet the other lads" said Brian.

"If John will bother you, just tell me to lock him in the bathroom! It wouldn't be the first time!" said Paul with his head barely showing underneath Brian's.

We all laughed and they let me prepare myself.

Meanwhile downstairs:

"Well, is she Paul's new puppy, yet?" said John.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you're already dating her" replied George.

"Oh, come on guys! He's not that bad. He probably hasn't talked to her yet" said Ringo.

"Okay, lads, enough with the jokes, I'm sure you're going to like her" said Brian.

"Yeah, she's really cool" said Paul.

I came downstairs. Everybody stared at me, it made me feel weird. Brian walked next to me, introduced me to each of them, while they were shaking my hand.

"This is John"

"Hi there! Nice to meet ya"

"Nice to meet you too"

"This is Ringo"

"Hello! Nice to meet you. I promise I'll do my best to make you feel at home here"

"Nice to meet you to. Thanks!"

"And this is George. You already met Paul"

"Nice to meet you. Welcome to the house, I hope John won't be big trouble to you"

"Nice to meet you too. Thank you. Hahaha I hope so too!"

We all laughed.

"Paul, I count on you since you already talked, to get all of you talking and knowing each other, and please don't let John make her feel uncomfortable"

"What kind of jerk do you think I am?! Now come on darling let's get to know ya" said John, taking my hand and dragging me to the living room.

"Like I told you, I'll lock him up in the bathroom if he annoys you" said Paul with a smile on his face.

I smiled back at him. And we all sat in the living room around the table.

"So..." said John, breaking the silence, "How you doin'?"

We all laughed. "I'm okay, what about you?"

"I've never been better, darlin'" he said with a funny smile on his face.

"Go easy on her, Johnny" said George, "So, what do you want to talk about?"

"Anything you want"

George came to sit next to me. "So, you never heard of The Beatles before?"

"No, sorry"

"Hey! We're not judging, don't worry" replied George with a smile on his face.

"So, do you like music? Play any instruments?" asked Ringo.

"I don't know anything about music, I used to play the piano when I was like 5 years old but that was a different time" I replied with a smile.

"Well, if you want I could teach you again" said Paul.

"No, it's okay, thanks anyway" I replied with a smile.

They were really cool and funny. Especially Ringo. He's so much fun. Plus he's actually so nice. They all were. I started to feel like home, finally. John's really funny too, but really weird. They are all funny and sweet. George's the sweetest of them all, I think the shyest. We got along really well. He stayed with me when the others went with Brian to get a cup of tea, I didn't go with them because I don't like tea, I never did. We talked and everything, we found out we were much alike, we talked like we knew each other for years and years; he was talking to me like the big brother I always wanted. I'm an only child. My mom once was pregnant when I was 12 but she had a miscarriage. George was really a good listener too. He didn't miss a single word I said when I was talking to him. He seemed like the perfect best friend. Which he practically became to me after all the talking. I don't know how so fast, we just became close. He started tickling me, now knowing that I was very ticklish, big mistake of me telling him, he tickled me so much I couldn't breathe. The others came back while we were tickling each other.

"Hoho guys, there's some action goin' on there" said John.

We jumped when we heard him; we didn't notice they had come in. I was still laughing and catching my breath. Ringo came and grabbed George's neck and said:

"Let me revenge you!" with a funny voice and started making funny faces. We all laughed. Except Paul. I don't know what was wrong with him, he was weird.

"I'm going upstairs, guys" he said and went without even looking at us.

"What's wrong with him? He was so happy when he left…"

"I don't know; nothing was wrong with him when we were taking coffee…" said Ringo.

I go upstairs and knock on his door. I go in and we start talking.

I know there wasn't a lot of action going on there, sorry! :S But the story's only getting started! I'll work hard on the third chapter :)