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After breakfast i asked Paul if he wanted to go on walk. 

We left the hotel and ventured outside the hotel.

"Do you have any concert comin up?" I asked holding his hand.

He was deep in thought but snapped out of it once i started to talk. 

"Um yeah...in like um, 5 days."

I stoped and turned him so he faced me.

"Look, i want to know whats wrong!"

"Nothin' is wrong!" He started walking.

"Somethin' is wrong. Paul look you and me are friends...closer than friends at that. I want you to tell me."

"Hanna, I love you, i just," He turned his face away from me.

"I love you to McCartney, but please it'll help if we talk it over with. My parents did that with me."

"I, i can't."

I pulled him over to a park bench.

"Yes you can."

He looked at me through water filled eyes.

"Its fine." I hugged him.

"Hanna, i, i wish i could! Im just, scared." The last word came out in a whisper.

I pulled away from him. "What makes you scared. What'd that guy treaten you with?"

"Dreath."

My eyes widened. "WHAT?!" I shrieked.

"Yes." He put his head in his hands.

"Why?!" 

"Cos, oh no im not tellin you!"

"Why? Is it because if you do you die??" I was startin to water now.

He nodded and held back tears.

I got up. "Come on Paul, Im not takin' chances we're gonna stay home."

We walked quickly back to the hotel.

Paul stopped outside the door.

"Whats wrong?" I asked.

"I dont want to go in like this." Paul said.

I opened the door.

"Go quickly to your room. RIngo is on the couch reading."

He opened the door and ran to their room.

I heard the lock, well, lock!

"Whats wrong." RIngo asked.

"Oh its somethin' that he wont tell me. Him and John know. Do you know?"

"Know what?"

"No he doesn't know." JOhn said from the kitchen and walked over to Paul's door.

"Paul, let me in...Its John."

Paul unlocked the door and John went in, locking the door behind him.

"Somethin' aint right is it?" RIngo said.

"Yes, and i don't know!" I sighed.

"George?" I yelled to him.

"Yeah" He walked out.

"Do you have  library?"

"Yeah, i dont but the town does." He giggled.

" Haha. OK can we go?"

"Sure!" George got his coat and we walked out.

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