Nothing Is Gonna Change My World (McLennon, Starrison)

Morning

There was a small knock on the door. Paul opened his eyes, slightly, but did not move from his bed. The knock came again, louder this time.

"Ugh, for God's sake." Paul mumbled as he slowly slipped out of bed into his robe.

"Come on, Paulie! The sun is shining bright and high outside! And, hell, I'm starving!" Paul smiled at the sound of John's voice.

Paul opened the door, not bothering to even look up at John, and mumbled "Morning".

He started to walk back to his bed, but was almost knocked over by John as he ran into the room.

"Who kept you up all night? You look awful." John looked around the room, opening up the closet and bathroom doors.

"I think the question is who woke me up so early." Paul replied, slowly moving back into his bed.

John rolled his eyes, "You're sassier in the morning, you know?" Paul looked back at John, who looked rather satisfied with his response. Paul sat up in his bed, looking back at John with wonder in his eyes.

"Hey, I know I'm gorgeous and staring at me is a wonder, but would you mind telling me what's got you so grumpy?" John grinned as he called himself 'gorgeous'.

"Don't flatter yourself, Lennon. I'm just tired."

John studied Paul's face as he got back up and walked to the door. He hadn't noticed there had been another knock on the door. John sat still, waiting to hear the voice of whoever was at the door.

"Morning, Paul! You seen John? He didn't answer his door." It was George.

"Morning. Yeah, he's sitting by my bed." Paul answered, pointing towards John.

John smiled and waved. "Hey Harrison. Did you need me?"

"No, just wondering if ye was still alive." George said, winking.

"Does this mean I can't go back to bed?" Paul was sitting next to John now, looking at his bed with weary, tired eyes.

"Oh come on, Paulie. Go back to bed. Here, I'll tuck you in real nice and warm like." John cooed. George smiled and joined in.

"I'll go make you a nice cup of tea so you're all warm inside." John nodded in agreement, both laughing at this point.

"Oh piss off. I'll get up." Paul looking annoyed, but enjoying a nice laugh, got up and changed into his clothes.

When he had changed, Paul walked back into the room where John and George were talking quietly. At the sight of him, they quickly stopped their conversation, George smiling suspiciously.

"Something I should know?" Paul eyed both boys. John smiled, nodding 'no', while George looked at John for an answer.

"Alright...you know if Ringo is up?" Paul decided it would be best to change the conversation, to much of John's and George's delight.

"Eh, no. I didn't check. He's in the next room over and I was going room-to-room." George answer rather fast. He looked over at John, who had a smile on his face, still. "In fact, I'll go over now. To check on him and all." George got up and was out the door in a flash.

A/N: Hello! I haven't written anything like this is a while. Sorry it was so bad. I suppose I'll just have to get use to it. Anyway, I hope you like it. I don't know if I should continue. I'll probably end up writing another part because I have so many ideas for this story.

Anyway, that's all for now. But, there will be more ;)