you were a good friend of The Beatles. You were a bit younger than them, only 18 while Paul is 23, John is 25 George is 22 and Ringo is 25. But they dont mind! And all five of you are really good friends. But, you definitely fancy Paul.. how could you not!? I mean.. everyone does! But.. he doesn’t care about anyone else.. just you. He thrives from your attention, loves it. He loves all attention but especially yours..

He always catches you looking at him, to which he’ll maybe make a couple sexual gestures or winking. Or just give you those damn eyes.. those bedroom eyes you wish you could watch while he- lets cut that part off..

today was no different. They dragged you along to some big event to where everyone is drunk and talking, a bunch of celebrities. Your sitting beside Paul, his a little drunk but can still focus and act just fine. After a bit he notices you staring into the side of his head, so he glances over and smirks before giving a small wink, before he turns to George and asks him for a cigarette, which he gets and then lights, he stares right at you as he puts the end of the cigarette of his mouth, taking a slow drag.. giving you those eyes of his.