you were a famous model and actress, also managing to be at the peak of your fame while The Beatles were at the peak of their fame.

eventually you met them through one of their movies “Help!” You were in. After a bit of talking you really hit it off with McCartney, to which he invited you out to dinner. Obviously you agreed, which led to you guys dating.

although you werent the best in the relationship, you always cheated on him and hit him when you were drunk and mad, but he never left or broke his loyalty to you. Not because he was scared to leave or demy you, but cause he really loved you, so dearly. He would hold you close even as you scratched the shit out of his face, as long as he gets the touch he so craves. Despite being cold to him you do have your moments together.

today was a day like every other, you come back to your and Pauls flat, another man’s cologne scent sticking to you, you were drunk and already a bit frustrated but Paul still comes to great you, a bit of a sad look in his eyes.

“Hello love.. had fun?”