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Post by Sgt.Honeypie on May 25, 2005 22:22:51 GMT -5
thats... thats amazing guys! Thank you for the update
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Post by me on May 26, 2005 12:58:44 GMT -5
Aww great great story! I hope you'll write more soon.
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Post by lookingthroughyou on May 26, 2005 20:10:36 GMT -5
TWO UPDATES AND YOU ALREADY WANT MORE!!?
-fumes-
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Post by me on May 27, 2005 7:14:44 GMT -5
Of course Iu can;t get enough of it
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Post by Icee on May 27, 2005 15:23:22 GMT -5
Now who was drunk earlier on?
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Post by me on May 27, 2005 15:34:22 GMT -5
hahahah It wasn't me....for sure!!!!  |
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Post by Icee on May 27, 2005 19:03:03 GMT -5
Baaaaahahaha.
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Post by Icee on May 28, 2005 19:50:35 GMT -5
"No sign of love behind the tears, cried for no one" He hummed to himself, until he had reached George's drive way.
He didn't want to interrupt George, but, he didn't know who else to turn to.
He knocked on the door, waiting for a replyhe began to dance.
George opened the door to reveal Paul dancing.
"What the bloody 'ell are ye doin' Paul?" George asked, suprised.
"Oh, well....Tryin' to keep entertained" He smiled for a second, until he let his face drop back to it's normal miserable look.
"I see ye left yer house" George smiled.
"I went to see Jane again" He told, walking inside.
"And how did that go?" George asked, curiously.
"Not too good, shot down again" Paul sighed.
"Maybe Pattie can 'elp ye then" George bit his lip.
"Why Pattie?" Paul asked, turning his head on an angle.
"Well, she talks with Jane doesn't she?" He said, walking up stairs, but stopping half way.
"Pattie luv, can ye come down for a min?" George yelled up the stairs.
Pattie emerged from behind a door, and stared at Paul.
"'Ello Paul" She smiled softly.
"Evening" He nodded back.
"What can I do for you?" She said, leaning over the railing.
"I was wonderin' if we could have a talk" Paul asked, biting his nails.
"Sure, just come up here. I'm getting ready to go out, and I don't have much time" She said, turning around going back into the other room.
George nodded, as if he was giving permission, and Paul went up stairs, and entered the room.
"What would you like to talk about?" She asked, not turning away from the mirror. It looked like she was struggling to get some big ear rings into her ear.
"Well, me en Jane 'ave been havin' some problems" He frowned.
"I know" She said, picking up a different set of ear rings from her chest of drawers.
"I was wonderin' if you could tell me why she wont take me back" He said, he had a hopeful look on his face.
She had swore to Jane that she would not tell a soul when Jane had told her everything, but the look on Paul almost broke her heart.
"She can't take you back, she thinks you can have no relationship without trust, and she doesn't think she can trust you again" She said, turning to him, and placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Why are you and George so fuckin' perfect" He growled, pushing her hand off him.
"Paul, everyone has problems y'know" She said, now kind of annoyed.
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Post by Sgt.Honeypie on May 28, 2005 20:15:08 GMT -5
aww Paul -big eyes-
Thank you Sarah for the update.
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Post by me on May 29, 2005 4:37:28 GMT -5
Sarah...Fab!!
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Post by lookingthroughyou on Jun 1, 2005 20:33:19 GMT -5
She turned back to the mirror, her hair swishing down her back. He looked in the mirror, seeing her angry expression, and sighed inwardly. How did he manage to piss off everyone he met? He bit his fingernail, then plonked down on the bed and ran his fingers through his hair. He looked up into the mirror, and saw Pattie watching him.
He looked down awkwardly. She sighed deeply, and turned to kneel in front of him.
“Look, Paul. From what I’ve heard…” He looked up into her eyes again. “From what I’ve heard, you aren’t exactly the best of people to be ..with.” She placed her hand on his thigh. “I’m sorry, Paul. George always tells me about these fights you have in the studio with all the other beatles. Jane is always complaining about you fights. What’s wrong, Paulie?”
He looked up at the ceiling, trying to hold back tears. She was right. He was having problems. But even he didn’t know what they were. He abruptly looked down into her eyes, his own filling up.
“You’re right,” He murmured hoarsely, gripping her shoulders. “I’m fucking screwed up, and I don’t know what to do. Fucking help me, Pattie.” She swallowed and glanced over her shoulder.
“I’m sorry…Paul.” She whispered. He stared into her blue eyes for a second, and suddenly grabbed her and kissed her desperately.
She tore away angrily. “What the hell are you doing, you…jerk?!” Her eyes swimming with tears. “Fuck you!” She grabbed the door handle, and threw the door open. Paul listened to her steps banging down the stairs, stunned.
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Post by Icee on Jun 1, 2005 23:04:48 GMT -5
Aojgkn hkrjt
I knew it. I KNEW IT!
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Post by Sgt.Honeypie on Jun 1, 2005 23:36:19 GMT -5
PAUL  adflkasdfhkjh |
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Post by me on Jun 2, 2005 2:59:32 GMT -5
Yay!!!!
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Post by Lazy Starkey on Jun 2, 2005 7:17:24 GMT -5
Haha!! I got round to reading it and man it kicks ass. !!!
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