Paul is almost done with his touring altogether.
This may upset fans, but this could be an opportunity for you...
You go backstage with Paul after he has had his period of relaxation and once most of the people had left, as you always did.
"Excellent job, yet again, Paulie." you smiled, wrapped your arms around his waist, and kissing his shoulder.
He laughs and eagerly takes your hand. "Thanks, love. Come on, let's go."
"What about Jake and Veronica?"
"Veronica is mature enough to be alone with her brother for a little longer. Now, how about we have a night to ourselves?"
"That sounds perfect."
On such a glamorous night as this, in a town you weren't familiar with, you savored every moment with the one you admired most.
Sometimes it feels like a dream. You never thought you'd ever see this beloved man's face again.
Yet here you are, walking along the sidewalk in the late evening with him, something you did once at a younger age before being scolded for being out too late.
Suddenly, a blinding light catches the both of you off guard.
"No...no!" Paul whines, knowing full well who it is.
The bloody paparazzi.
"McCartney! Who is this woman you're with?"
You feel yourself become increasingly embarrassed. You wanted to pull Paul out of the way, but you knew that this would be all over the news tomorrow, no matter what is written. Stories with his name in it spread like wildfire.
You chose to simply walk away.
"Y/N? Y/N! Please don't go..."
"I'm sorry Paul..."
He tried to go chase you, but you had already departed.
Paul was in tears by the end of the night, answering whatever the media wanted...
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Confidante
Fanfiction"You used to be my confidante, my underneath the staircase friend, but I fell out of love with you, and brought our romance to an end..." You are babysitting your grandkids so their parents can go on a much needed vacation. Due to their age, they ar...
