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Post by me on May 25, 2005 2:39:15 GMT -5
Awwwhh thanks Jess....err...I'll post more tomorrow or friday okay?
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Post by FiendishThingy on May 25, 2005 16:46:49 GMT -5
i love it! post soon please!
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Post by ibrake4whales on May 30, 2005 14:41:34 GMT -5
ok i cant wait for the new installment....lol
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Post by me on May 30, 2005 14:44:51 GMT -5
Err...I'll try to post it soon....
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Post by me on Jun 3, 2005 16:39:37 GMT -5
So two days later John was back. I was making a portrait of a little girl with beautiful curly hair and John and a friend stopped and watched me draw her. After I gave the girl her portrait I turned around to John and his friend. “Hi there John.” I said. “Hi Nat…. how are you? I would like you to meet somebody.” John said. “Nat, this is George, George this is Nat.” I said hi as I shook George’s hand. John wanted me to show his own drawings so thethree of us sat down on a little wall by the beach and watched all the drawings he had with him. They were very good. At first I found them a bit weird…. but they are very artistic and they tell a story. It was that day John and his friend George asked me to come over to their house. I was a bit careful, because my parents had always told me not to go anywhere with strange people. Especially my mom was very afraid something I didn’t want would happen if you know what I mean. But John and also George seemed to be nice.
So I asked Raul if I could have a night off and miraculously I could. John picked me up and drove me to their hotel. It was a simple hotel and I was knocked by what I saw inside. Two guys and George were sitting in a small room singing a bit. “Hey guys…this is Nat.” John yelled as he walked through the clothes, dirt and ash lying on the floor. “Hello, my name is Ringo.” The little guy said to me as he got up and immediately hugged me. I thought it was kind of sweet. Then the other guy got up and gave me a hand kiss. “Hi there miss, my name is Paul.” He said as he smiled. The others told him to stop and threw pillows at us. Well, I would spare you all the non-interesting details. And I’ll skip a bit else you will be sitting here till pigs can fly. So…the four handsome men were in a band and they were on their way to become one of the biggest bands around. They were in Spain for some performances and sadly had to leave again after a couple of months. But… we’ve had loads of fun in those months. We? Yes we. After that first time in their room, John came up with the crazy idea of me making a portrait of the four of them. And I agreed. I thought it would be cool to be the first one who would make a portrait of the guys who were going to be the biggest band in the world, because I knew that they would be. They rocked and they were so good!
But…I was telling you about the portrait. Well after I went to one of their performances in this typical Spanish restaurant, they invited me over to their room again. Paul was my favourite. He was so pretty and nice. But I could get along with these guys so well. And when I walked into the room I couldn’t believe my eyes. Actually it was kind of funny, because we found three girls in the room searching through the guys’ stuff. They didn’t look like Spanish girls and they also seemed to be kind of shocked to see me walking in. Then one of them started screaming and hugged George. “Oh George, I love you and I can’t believe I’m doing this.” The little girl said. She looked a little bit younger than I was. 16 or something. I started laughing and I couldn’t stop anymore which resulted in the rest of them also laughing. The three girls didn’t know what to do, so after I stopped laughing I walked over to one of them. “Hi, my name is Natasha.” I said as I shook her hand. The girl smiled and said her name was Candice. Candice seemed like a very nice girl and mature for her age. She seemed to be 16 or 17 years old too. “Hi.” She said to the guys. “My name is Candice and this is Sharon.” She grabbed Sharon and pushed her towards the guys and me. “Oh and George, the one hanging in your arms…that is Zoë.” She said laughing. Then Ringo stepped forward, shook Candice’s hand. “Err that’s all nice, but what are you doing in our room? Who are you and how did you get in?” he said still holding Candice’s hand who’s smile was now all over her face. “Well were fans. I mean eh… we like your music and…” Sharon tried to talk with john staring at her like he was about o eat her in a minute. “And we think you are hot!!!” Zoë yelled. She immediately shut her mouth when Sharon and Candice gave her an angry look. All I could think about was the fact that there were three girls... well four including me in this room and those girls like the guys. I just hoped one of them didn’t fancy Paul. But I could tell Zoë wasn’t falling for him because she was in George’s arms for 5 minutes now and he didn’t seem to mind either. Then there was Candice. She was a pretty girl and all she could do was look at Ringo and smile. And from the look on Sharon’s face when John put his arm on her shoulder…well let’s just say it was an open book…with a happy ending. The others seemed to have fun with the girls, so I looked at Paul who was looking at his friends having fun while biting his nails. So I smacked him on the hand. “Ouch! What did you do that for?” he yelled at me. “You shouldn’t bite your nails. Else you can’t play your bass anymore” I said. Then he smiled a bit, looked at his nails and told me I was right. “So…” I said as we both looked at the 6pack having fun. “I guess there’s just the two of us left. Wanna do something?” I asked Paul, who was frowning because he heard Candice asking Ringo if she could lick his ear. Then he looked at me and said: “Let’s go for a walk on the beach.” And so we did.
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Post by ibrake4whales on Jun 4, 2005 1:00:30 GMT -5
ooooohhh. i really like this story so far. its cute!
wouldnt it be a pain to draw curly hair. youd have to get the stupid loppy ringlets in there.
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Post by me on Jun 13, 2005 16:59:08 GMT -5
I took off my shoes as we walked on the warm sand. I laughed. “What?” Paul asked while pushing me. “Nothing…it’s juts that… Those three girls are adorable. If you become even more famous, girls will be drooling all over the four of you.” I said knowing I was right. Paul gave it a thought and sat down in the sand watching the sun slide down into the blue water. “What is it? Isn’t that good?” I asked curiously. “I guess so. I like girls.” He said smiling and I started laughing too. I don’t exactly know why I laughed, because I desperately wanted him for myself. He shouldn’t like other girls. But hey, what could I expect. I was around four of the most handsome men on earth…there’s no reason they should end up with some one like me. Yes I had a low self-esteem, but that’s how I felt. “Do you want to hear a song?” Paul asked me with a huge smile upon his face. “Eh yes, of course.” I said and Paul started tapping his hands on his legs. “To me you are the loveliest thing I’ve seen all day, no you can’t take that away. No you can’t take that away. All my life I’ve wondered why it couldn’t be this way…” he sang. I looked at Paul who had stopped singing for some reason. “Nat…do you fancy John?” he asked looking into my blue eyes. I didn’t know what to say because I didn’t expect a question like this. “Err…no…why? Did I give you that impression?” I asked. “Well, no, it’s just that…. well he talked about you a lot when he first met you. He was overwhelmed by your enthusiasm for art. Well, maybe you …never mind it’s a silly question.” He said looking away. I grabbed his head and turned it back to my face so I could look him in the eyes. “No I do not fancy john, though he is a very nice guy, just like George and Ringo.” I said feeling kind of sad Paul thought I fancied John. “And…. what about me?” Paul asked. It just flipped out of my mouth: “You’re the one I fancy Paul.” He just laughed. It got me so angry, how could he just laugh when I just told him about my feelings. I got up and ran home on my bare feet…. on the sand and on the street. I just wanted to go home.
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Post by nowheregirl13 on Jun 13, 2005 17:30:11 GMT -5
Aww. I feel sorry for her!
You're story is great!
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Post by ibrake4whales on Jun 13, 2005 20:48:03 GMT -5
its amazing jan! please will you post some more soon? its very great jan!
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Post by me on Jun 14, 2005 7:12:36 GMT -5
I still don’t know why I didn’t run back to my home, but to the Beatles apartment. When I opened the door I felt like I was interrupting these people making out. Ringo looked at me standing in the doorway. He had his shirt of and Candice was resting her head on his chest. John was too busy with that Sharon girl in the other room, because I heard him yelling her to go on. And George was lying on the couch with that little Zoë on top of him kissing his neck. I rolled my eyes and walked out.
I didn’t exactly know where to go, because I sure as hell didn’t want to go home to just sit there all by myself. I told him I fancied him and he just laughed. But could I blame him? I wasn’t exactly the supermodel type he probably liked. I felt my mouth trying to smile but at the same time a tear went down from my face. Paul McCartney…. that boy was going to be famous. And I made a fool of myself in front of him. I went over to Raul’s restaurant to have dinner.
As soon as I stepped into the restaurant Raul came running down to me. “Are you alright mi chica?” he asked me while hugging me twice. I didn’t know what he was talking about, but then Raul told me a guy was in the restaurant just a couple of minutes ago, looking for me. The guy told Raul he was worried about me being in tears. “Did he do something to hurt you?” Raul asked? That guy couldn’t have been anyone else than Paul. So he was here..looking for me and he was sorry. Pshh…I still felt angry. After I convinced Raul I was okay I went home. I didn’t want to have dinner with Raul being all around me asking me if I was all right.
I opened the door and turned my TV on. I went upstairs to change clothes. It was so warm that day and I’d like to change clothes more than once a day because I always felt clean when I did that. I dropped my jeans to the ground and grabbed a skirt and a shirt out of the closet. I put my skirt on and put out the sweaty shirt I was wearing. “Nice view” I heard a guy’s voice saying. My heart dropped to the floor because I knew who it was. I recognised that voice immediately and quickly put my shirt in front of my bra and the rest of my half naked body.
“I’m sorry I made you cry, though I’m still confused…I don’t know why you started crying and ran away.” Paul said. “You made fun of me.” I said quickly putting my new shirt on. “I didn’t.” Paul said checking me out from head to toe. “You did. I told you I fancy you and you just laughed.” I said walking by him and running down stairs. “Nat don’t run away from me again goddamnit.” Paul yelled as he ran after me and grabbed my arm. He turned me around so I looked him right in the eyes and could feel his body to mine. “Nat… I laughed because I felt relieved.” He said still holding me. “I’m glad you don’t fancy one of the others. And…” “No, they are too busy shagging girls they just met!” I yelled. “And that’s what you’re going to do to soon enough!” Paul grabbed me closer. “Don’t interrupt me young lady. And no I’m not going to do that. Therefore I like you too much my dear.” He said as he suddenly moved his head towards mine and I felt his soft, warm lips on mine.
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Post by FiendishThingy on Jun 14, 2005 11:37:45 GMT -5
awww... this story is adorable!!
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Post by nowheregirl13 on Jun 14, 2005 11:42:21 GMT -5
I agree with FiendishThingy, your story is soo adorable!
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Post by me on Jun 20, 2005 6:43:35 GMT -5
Well just to wrap this up a little. After that first kiss which felt like heaven… a lot of those heavenly kisses followed. Paul and I got together and we married two years ago and 3 months ago our little baby girl was born. She looks so much like her father. We do miss him when he’s on tour, because we aren’t able to come with daddy all the time. Our little girl is too young to be flying all over the world. But Paul’s a good dad, because whenever he’s off he comes home immediately. That’s why I had to go away before. My little girl was crying, so I had to check up on her.
Oh yes, let me tell you about the others… John and I made some portraits together which raised an enormous amount of money for the local hospital. John first got together with Sharon, but she found herself another man after she caught John in bed with a waitress. Candice and Ringo are still together though they are arguing about kids. Ringo would love to have kids, but Candice says she isn’t ready for it yet. But don’t worry they’ll work it out…they always do. And then George…Zoë was so in love with him, well maybe a little too much. She almost became some sort of a stalker, which suffocated George, and he broke up with her. It left Zoë in tears and in huge pain because she still believes George is the man for her. She has found a new boyfriend a year ago, but she still writes letters to George every week saying how much she loves him. George on the other hand isn’t paying that much attention to it anymore. He’s really into Hinduism and found himself a beautiful woman. She is 3 years older than he is, but they love each other. Candice and I get along best and we often go shopping together. Like I said in the beginning…I never knew my life would be like this. But it is and I’m so happy with it. And if you will excuse me now…my little girl is crying again. I think it’s best if her mummy goes and see what’s going on.
Love, Natasha
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Post by lookingthroughyou on Jun 20, 2005 11:08:38 GMT -5
Oh Jan. That was really good. <3333 lovely. Lucky Zoe.
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Post by me on Jun 20, 2005 15:24:40 GMT -5
Hahaha guess who I based zoe on And well it wasnm't lovely at all. i wrapped it because I got sick of this story... But thanks for reading it babe
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