Liverpool, England ⋆𐙚 ̊. 1959

(I’m sure Dot was a lovely girl I just need her for the story🙏)

You and Paul had known each other for a while, and had gotten quite close in that time. You both liked to look out for one another because you both cared for each other..

It was because you cared about him so much that you had kept your feelings to yourself for so long. He was such a sweet boy, very talented and charismatic. But you didn’t want to risk your friendship with him, you knew how much he loved to talk and spend time with you..

He had a new girlfriend though.. Dorothy Rhone.. You were there when they met. At the Casbah Coffee Club after Paul’s band, Johnny and the Moondogs (soon to be The Beatles).

You always had an odd feeling around Dot. A feeling that went past just petty jealousy. She wasn’t right for him, she was rude and quite often took advantage of him to get what she wanted. But it seemed like only you could see it..

The final straw was when you went out to a party with Paul and Dot. Being the third wheel to them had already put you in a bad mood so you were drinking a little more than usual.

The bright, flashing lights, loud music and large crowd of people, surrounding, squishing and pushing you around gave you that familiar nauseating feeling you got everytime you drank. You were going to be sick..

You stumbled your way to the bathroom and barged in, only to catch Dot making out with another man your fuzzy eyes couldnt recognise. All you knew was that it definitely wasnt Paul..

You just shut the door, your eyes wide and your breathing uneven. A million thoughts were running through your mind..

” Do I tell him? How could she do that to him!“ etc, etc..

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You were sat beside Paul while eating dinner at his house one night. It was your scheduled ‘movie night’, which you tried to have at least once a week.

You watched him slurp his soup, biting and nibbling on the inside of your cheek. Should you tell him? It’s not really your place.. But he is your best friend.. And you know he deserves to be treated better.. Maybe by you..

His dad was up in his bedroom already, he trusted you and Paul.