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George was walking along, looking for Leslie mostly because Emily got worried and forced him to go and look for her, when he saw Paul with Linda on the beach, just like Leslie said they would be. He stopped and watched for a minute. He saw Paul get up and then he saw Kinda kiss him. George gritted his teeth as Paul walked away. George forgot about finding Leslie and approached Paul.

"McCartney!" he said harshly as he walked up in front of him. Paul huffed.

"I'm not in the mood to argue, George," Paul said shortly, "What do you want?"

"I wanna know why you're hanging all over this Linda Bird?" George asked crossing his arms over his chest. Paul rolled his eyes.

"I'm not!" Paul said starting to walk away from George. George wouldn't let him get away so easily.

"Paul, I saw you kiss her!" he said loudly. Paul whipped around and gave George the nastiest glare he'd ever received.

"I didn't kiss her!" Paul spat, "She kissed me! I didn't ask for it! I didn't want any of this shit to happen! I wanted to get back with Leslie, but she hates me and now Linda's here only making matters worse!"

George didn't know what to say to him suddenly. He was planning on yelling at him for giving up on Leslie, but by the look on the bassist's face he could tell Paul wasn't lying. He looked at his feet and sighed.

"I'm sorry, George," he said quietly, "I'm just trying so hard to fix all this and things just keep going wrong."

"Well stop hanging around Linda then!" George said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"You think I want to be around her!" Paul said, "I only told her I'd come along with her because she wouldn't leave me alone!"

George knew the scolding had turned to him. Paul was yelling at him for nearly nearly scolding him about Leslie. He wanted to change it around again, but Paul went on before he could.

"I don't care what you think's going on!" he said, "All I want to do is make it up to Leslie and show her how much I still love her! I don't want Linda and you telling me I was wrong to do what I did and giving me the cold shoulder every chance isn't helping!"

George knew he was right, and he was suddenly speechless. Paul could tell george had nothing to say and he calmed down a little.

"I need your help, George," Paul said pleadingly, "Yours more than the rest because you and Leslie are so close. George, please help me get her back! I swear I'd never hurt her like I did before on purpose."

George bit his lip and looked up at the beach. He saw Leslie giggling with Tanned and scowled. What was she doing with Him?

"I know," paul said, "That's what I thought too." George chuckled and rolled his eyes.

"I can't promise any help Paul," George said gently, "But I can talk to Leslie."

"Well do you know what she's feeling right now?" Paul asked worriedly, "I mean with the whole thing with Linda."

George sighed, "Well she's worried you like Linda because she's closer to your age. she worried she's too childish." He said. Paul bit his lip and nodded.

"Thanks George," he said clapping him on the shoulder, "I have to go now. I'll see you later."

George nodded and waved before going to collect Leslie. She was forcing giggles as she walked with Tanner and George could tell she wanted to leave. She let out a sigh of relief when George walked up. She didn't even try to mask it.

"Oh, hi George!" she yelled. Tanner looked at her, slightly confused as to why she was yelling.

"Hi," George said chuckling, "Um, sorry to interrupt your...date...but Emily's worried about you for some reason and she made me come and look for you."

Leslie launched herself at him and her sloppily caught her, "Thank you!" she said into his chest. He laughed.

"Yeah, don't mention it." he said pretending to drag her away from Tanner, who was still a bit confused, "Anyway I have to tell you about Paul."

Leslie made a face at him and shook her head, "Nope, I'm not dealing with Paul. I'm not thinking about that. Not until we get home, and then I'm not even sure I'll think about it then." She said giving George a triumphant gaze. George didn't know what to say to her. He didn't know how to feel. He was glad she'd gotten over Paul, but now he had to find a way to tell Paul she was over him. It'd kill him! Poor Paul! George had finally gotten over all the anger against Paul for what he did, but now that he'd gotten what he wanted; for Leslie to get over him and dump his sorry ass, he felt terrible for Paul.

What was he going to do now?