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Paul's POV

"Paul! John is looking for you!" Mike yelled downstairs the next afternoon.

I immediately ran down the stairs, and saw John standing on the doorway with George, Pete, and…Stuart.

"Go to the sitting room, chaps," I said to them as I stepped down the last stair.

John, George, Pete, and Stuart walked to the sitting room with me following behind them.

"What is it, John?" I asked him as I sat down on the couch.

"Stuart and I decided that we should accept the offer to perform in Hamburg," said John. "It's a great opportunity for us to be famous!"

Him and Stuart, again, I thought to myself.

"But one of us doesn't want to go to Hamburg." He said.

"Who?"

"Lil' Georgie, here, doesn't want to leave Liverpool, because he's going to miss his little girlfriend," he said, while pointing his thumb at George.

I looked at George. "Who's your girlfriend, George?" I asked him.

"Eleanor Walker." Said John with a smirk.

"Shut up, John! I don't even fancy her!" George insisted with a frown.

Well, I saw his jealous face last night, and I could tell he fancied her very much.

"George, she doesn't like you anymore," I assured him with a straight face. "Get over it. You told her yourself. You didn't like her. Remember?"

George rolled his eyes, and ran his hair through his dark hair. "Can we please not talk about Eleanor?" he asked.

I looked at John. "We're all going to Hamburg, and leaving our lovers behind." I said, and looked at George. "I'll tell her about it, George."

"Paul, why don't I tell her about it?" asked Stuart. Don't tell me he was now in love with Eleanor!

"No, I'll just tell her myself," I said. "She'll understand more if I tell it to her." There was pride in my voice, but I didn't care.

"Why are you fighting over Eleanor?" Pete asked Stuart and I.

"Because Stuart kissed her last night, and Paul has a crush on her," said John with a smirk.

"Shut up, Lennon!" I said, and he laughed. I looked at Stuart again. "I'll just tell her, and you go back to your apartment with John to pack your things for Hamburg."

Eleanor's POV

I was sitting on the sofa in my living room. I was reading my favorite series of all time, Nancy Drew! I was reading The Clue in the Old Stagecoach, and I was reading the climaxing part. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and I lazily opened the door. That frown turned into a smile when I saw Paul standing before me.

"Oh, hi, Paul!" I greeted him cheerfully. "Wanna come in?"

"Actually, I'm going to ask you to have a walk with me," he said.

"I'd love to walk with you, but…I'm alone at home."

"Oh, okay, then." He walked inside the house, and I closed the door behind.

"Do you want to drink tea, Paul?" I asked him.

"No, thank you. I'm just here to tell you something."

We walked to the living room, and sat on the couch next to each other. We looked at each other, and I immediately got lost in his handsome hazel eyes. I could feel my heart beating very fast. I wonder if he could hear my heartbeat?

"What is it that you want to tell me, Paul?" I asked. I started to feel nervous. What is he going to say? I thought to myself. "I love you, Eleanor?" No, that's impossible. He has a girlfriend!

"The band and I are going to Hamburg next month," he said slowly, still looking into my eyes.

"But that's in Germany!" I said with a look of shock on my face, and he nodded his head. "For how long?"

"I'm not sure," he said. "Perhaps a month or two…or even more. And I'm not sure when we're going back to Liverpool."

That shocked look turned into a sad look on my face. I looked away, because I knew that I was going to cry if I still look at him. I felt his fingers on my chin, and he turned my face to see his. My eyes met his soft and warm gaze that melted my heart, and made my knees feel like jelly.

"What's with the long face, love?" he asked me with a smiling face. "Aren't you happy for me and me bandmates?"

I pursed my lips, and gave a small smile. "Of course, I'm happy for you," I said. "But…you're going to be so far away."

He took me by surprise by giving her a warm and friendly hug—but there was passion in his embrace, which surprised me even more! "I'll always write to you, Eleanor," he said. "We won't be long."

"Err…Paul?" I said, and raised my brow.

He let go off me. "Yes, Ellie?" he asked.

I shook my head. "Never mind."

He smiled wider, and gently caressed my cheek with his thumb that sent electric shocks down my spine. "Go on," he said. "Let me see you smile."

I looked at his eyes, and an unwanted smile curled to my lips. I punched his arm playfully.

"You are aware that you have a beautiful smile," he said with a flirty grin.

"You're so infuriating, McCharmly!" I said, throwing my hands on his shoulders, and wrapped my hands around his neck. "God, I love you so much!"

"Then why don't you give me a kiss?" he asked while batting his eyelashes.

"Okay" said the voice in my head, but the word that came out from my mouth was a stern "No." And we both laughed.

"Will you come to the port next month to say goodbye?" he asked as we walked to the front door.

"Of course!" I said. "And I'll try not to cry, because I know how much you don't like to see me cry." I laughed.

"You know me," he said with a wink. "Bye, love."

"Bye, Paul."

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