Paul and you have been very close friends. You two were neighbors since birth. Eventually Paul developed feelings for you, but he noticed when he was 12.
It was a clear day with no cloud in sight, and he just looked over at you with your frees flowing so freely through the wind as you swinged. You smiled as you felt the fresh air in your face. He noticed that he was in love you when seeing you being so carefree and smiling. He knew that he has found his future wife.
Now at the age of 16, he was scared of telling you how he felt out of fear of rejection. He hoped one day he will muster up the courage to be able to tell you how he truly felt.
But for now he was satisfied with being your friend, even though it did hurt him inside when he saw you talking to any other guys.
"Hi Y/N, are you ready for the movies?", he smiled brightly as he stepped to your front door step.
You smiled back waving money in your hand in Paul's face. "Yes I am Paul!", you said has you put your arm around him and guided him off your door step.
Paul would quickly look away when he noticed himself blushing a deep red. "Um yeah that sounds great," he muster out to say.
You guys planned on going to a drive-in movie teacher to see the recent romantic comedy. Paul usually didn't like romantic comedies but he knew you loved them so he would always say yes to going to them to make you happy.
"Um, y/n, do you have money for snacks? I ran out of money when paying someone to fit my guitar", he said as both of you were walking down the sidewalk.
"Oh yeah, don't worry about it Paul. I got some extra money on me", you smiled, looking down at the crumbled dollar bills in your hands.
Paul would always fall in love with you again when seeing you smile. He would noticed every feature about your smile; the way your eyes would always sparkle when you smiled, the way you always looked so generally happy when you smiled that carefree smile of yours, or those beautiful dimples of yours.
"Paul let's race!," you had said out of nowhere as you begin to run.
"Hey no fair y/n! You know that I'm not a fast runner like you!," Paul yelled as you tried to catch up with you.
Eventually you both made it to the drive-in movie theater.
"Oh my goodness y/n, hwo do you... run... so fast??," Paul asked out of breath...
"I don't know, maybe because I actually do track unlike you?," you laughed. "Haha very funny y/n. Anyways we should pay for our tickets."
Both of you walked to the cashier and paid and eventually you two would find your seats...
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paul mccartney x reader
Teen Fictionjust some one shots with Paul:) (some of them maybe smut btw)
