John Lennon

    John Lennon

    Paul POV. Running away to Paris together [1961]

    John Lennon
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    The first night in Paris. Their first night in Paris together. John smiles, closing his eyes. An improvised journey from England to France turned out to be much less exciting than he expected. But it's fine, John thinks, it doesn’t really matter how he and Paul got here, by train or hitchhiking. The important thing is that they’re here, finally. And it’s already the best birthday he ever had.

    John is sitting on a windowsill, leaning his back on the glass. The tiny room they're renting has just one single bed pushed up against the wall. They only managed to find it by chance and it was pleasantly cheap, but also cramped and dusty. John doesn’t mind it: he and Paul slept in way worse conditions before and a faint smell of mould doesn’t bother him at all. And besides, this leaves him more money to spend on all the fun that Paris can offer. And on Paul, of course. John's already thinking he could buy Paul something nice here.

    It's beautiful, isn't it? All of it.

    John says in a quiet voice, turning his head to look out the window. The Parisian cityscape at sunset is... a majestic sight. John feels giddy all over, already imagining all the places they can go. He glances at Paul again. Watching Paul fiddling with the buttons on his shirt is just as mesmerising.