Paul’s POV

  I woke up in the middle of the night with Lizzy by my side.  I tried to remember what had happened tonight and why I felt so knocked out. 

  I certainly didn't drink a thing since John swallowed all me money along with those bevvies. 

  Lizzy moved, she turned around and put her arm on my chest, resting her head on my shoulder. I could tell she was still asleep because her breathing was still kinda heavy, like. 

  I eventually put me arm on her back. I was not gonna take advantage of a sleeping bird. More than that, I could never take advantage of Liz. 

  She was so sweet and always being helpless. I’d rescue her a million times if it was necessary.

  She had this soft expression in her face. I couldn’t help but sigh. I wonder what she is dreaming right now.

  I started to feel drawn again into my sleeping, but before I could disappear, I lifted me head a little so me lips were able to touch her head and give her a kiss on the forehead.

  I immediately went off after letting me head rest on top of ‘ers.

  Lizzy’s POV 

  I woke up to Paul like two centimetres away from my face.

  Oh my God.

  Ok, don’t worry Lizzy, you haven’t done anything tonight, yet his hand is around you and you’re kinda cuddling in your bed.

  While I was staring at him amazed by his tranquility, he suddenly opened his eyes.

  Fuck.

  “Oh my God Paul, don’t scare me like that!” I said in shock, embarrassed about the fact that he caught me staring at him.

  “What did I do?” he murmured, startled by my loud voice so early.

  “You… You opened your eyes when I was watching you, I didn’t spect that!”

  “Oh, sorry love,” Paul chuckled, “though I think that I should be the one scared in a situation like that, y’ know.”

  That’s when I noticed that we were still, indeed, cuddling. I blushed.

  Paul seemed to notice my blushing and laughed again, “you do know that you are the reason of this, right?”

  “The reason of what?” I asked.

  “The reason why I’m hugging you, 'cause you, ma’am, hugged me first y’ know.”

  “Me?”

  “Yeh, I woke up in middle of the night to feel your lovely hands all over me I must say.”

  I immediately sat up in the bed embarrassed about my sleeping-self, Paul observed my reaction before bursting out in laughter.

  “Hey Liz, don’t worry, I was just joking there,” he told me cheekily.

  “You almost gave me a fright!” I shouted and hit him in the arm.

  “I’m sorry, let me make it up to you, do you mind me preparing you a good auld Macca-style breakfast?” Paul got up from my bed.

  I didn't answered, I just raised one of my eyebrows, wondering what he was up to.

  “C’mon, be my guest,” he said while bending his back and offering me his hand to help me get up.

  I smiled and looked at him trying to show him I was too tired to move, and after all, it was Sunday, I didn’t have to work today. Today’s the lazy day!

 “If you don’t get up, Miss, I guess I’ll have to get you up meself.”

  Before I could think about what he meant by that, I was being attacked by Paul’s strong arms. I shouted and when I opened my eyes again I saw my room upside down. Paul had lifted me and put me on his shoulders, he started to whirl and laugh like he was crazy.

  I also laughed and playfully hit him.

  “Put me down, Paul!”

  Paul stopped and I looked at him in awe. “I’m sorry Liz, but I’m afraid I’ll never let you down.”

  “That’s not what I meant,” I explained.

  Paul smiled, “I know, but I want you to know that.”

  I smiled at what he said. Paul looked at me and after he smiled back at me he threw us both onto the bed.

  “Ouch, Paul!” He just laughed. 

  “C’mon now, if that didn’t wake you up, then I don’t know what will” 

  I saw Paul was already leaving my room and I tiredly followed him.

  When I got to the kitchen, where he was, I asked him, “shouldn’t you get a shower? You slept in your clothes last night,” he looked down at himself. “Oh,” he said, “you’re right I guess, but I already promised you a breakfast and a breakfast is what you’ll get.”

  “Paul, really it’s not necessary, you go shower.”

  “Na-ah miss, I’m not leaving without frying these nice eggs,” he said while taking out stuff from my fridge.

  “Alright,” I finally gave up, “but after that you’ll go shower Mister!”

  “Deal,” he accepted and added a wink. Help me lordy.

   I heard some footsteps coming from the hall.

  “Morning,” George said with a yawn. 

  He had this sleepy face and his eyes looked like they were still shut and not ready to start a new day yet.

  “That makes it breakfast for three then,” Paul said while George sat next to me at the table.

  “How did you sleep?” I asked him.

  “Terrible, I had to take care of John all night, bloody bastard,” he more whispered that last bit for himself.

  “Awh, you’re such a good friend, Geo,” I told him while rubbing his arm to comfort him.

  Paul looked back at us across his shoulder and didn’t say a thing, but he bit his lower lip, rather frustrated. I knew why.

  I took my arm away and started to set the table. “Are Ringo or John coming?” I asked.

  I saw at George and he shrugged.

  “Alright, I’ll go see then.”

  I went to their room and knocked on the door. “Come in,” I heard Ringo chirp from the other side and I did as he told me. “Good morning, guys.”

  “Hi, love,” Ringo told me while he was putting his shoes on. I looked at John and he was still in bed. Guess we’ll just let him sleep today.

  “Are you coming for breakfast?” I whispered to the one awake.

  “Sure, I’m coming with ya.”

  “Good,” we came back to the kitchen. When we arrived, Paul and George were still in the same place, talking. 

  I saw that when they noticed I was once again present in the room, they suddenly shut up.

  “What were you guys talking about?” I asked the two bad liars.

  “Uh nothing, just music stuff,” Paul answered me.

   George looked at me and nodded. “Alright well, what are you cooking there Paulie?” Ringo asked, trying to avoid an awkward moment.

  “Just some ‘Macca-style’ breakfast,” Paul said, rather confident. 

  “Oh I don’t know if I’m ready for one of those again,” Ringo said, touching his stomach and pretending to be sick.

  “Oh stop it, you love them,” Paul defended.

  “Yeh, but me tummy won’t let me.”

  After we all ate we were so satisfied and content. Paul actually cooked very well and I gotta remind myself to allow that boy to cook more often.

  “So what are we doing today?” George asked us in general.

  “I guess we can’t do much with John like this.”

  “We could hang around the house for today if you’d like,” I proposed.

  “Yeh you decide that, I'mma go have a shower now,” Paul said standing up and leaving.

  The day was relaxing. We spent it playing cards and taking care of John, who after a while woke up, but still, we didn’t do much 'cause rain started to fall from the skies.

  When the rain was finally finished, the sun already began to set. I went outside the house and sat on my porch, admiring the spectacle of colours in front of me.

  Paul came from nowhere and sat next to me. He was wearing this pair of washed up jeans and a blue shirt, he looked really good. The colours of the sunset dancing in his eyes, as if a burning fire was inside them, a fire that burned in my soul.

  Neither of us said anything for a while, but after some moments, Paul spoke.

  “Y’ know I talked to George this morning”

  I continued to look up at the sky, “yes?”

  “Yeh, we kind of… had a talk about something.” 

  “About wha-” I couldn’t finish that sentence cause when I turned around to see him, Paul’s face was coming to meet mine and I couldn’t do anything about it, not that I wanted to. 

  I looked into his lips which were growing closer to mine by the second. When they finally touched, there came an explosion, something I never experienced before. I felt like my chest was being ripped out of my body and my knees felt so week. 

  My hands made their way to the back of his head and felt so much joy when his were placed on my waist.

  My mouth couldn’t help a smile and just at the same time, he smiled as well. His lips reached mine again for a small kiss. “You’re everything that I ever wanted,” he whispered when we both opened our eyes.