Ain't She Sweet

Chapter 21 - You Can't Do That

<John POV>

Oh Christ Angie and Dawson left.... I ran from the lobby and to the convention center.

Some fans noticed me and started screaming.

"Shit!" I screamed.

I made it backstage and started to wheeze.

"What is it John?!" Ringo shrieks.

"Angie- *wheeze* left *wheeze* with Dawson." I said.

Ringo's eyes widen.

"I knew it! Hirin' a lad to tutor Angie was wrong! Dammit! Well the concert's gonna have to wait." Ringo said.

The boys and I scramble out of the hotel, in the direction I said they went in.

<Angie POV>

Dawson told me everything about him, from his mum being a doctor and him having throat surgery when he was younger.

"Now tell me 'bout ye. From beginning to now." He grinned.

"Well-"

"ANGIE!" A voice boomed.

I heard screams coming towards the diner.

Oh John, you're so on my hit list right now.

I turned my head and put on a fake surprised face.

"Hi dad, daddy geo, da, and papa." I mutter.

" 'ello Angie. And Mr. Thomas come with us please." Ringo say with a stern face.

"And Annie, come 'Ed. Brian's gonna baby sit ye." Paul said.

I looked at Dawson with a 'oh my god Im so sorry!' Look.

We both go up and trudged to them and we walked out, actually ran.

When we got to the hotel lobby that's when Ringo laid it on us.

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YE TWO THINKIN'?!" He yelled.

I slinked back into Dawson's side.

George pulled me away.

"Mr. Thomas, it shows that ye are clearly not capable of doin' this job. Ye are relieved-" John begins.

"NO!" I cut him off.

"No. It was me idea papa. Punish me. Not him." I take the blow.

Ringo's face dropped.

"I'm disappointed in ye Angie, I thought ye were old enough that ye wouldn't ditch. Ok. Mr. Thomas yer job is still intact. Our manager Brian will be watching ye guys during yer 2 hour session. In that time ye will only be studyin', nothin' else." Ringo said.

"Thanks for rattin' me out papa. I bet ye snuck out too." I murmured.

"Mr. Thomas ye can leave now. Be here tomorrow at 12 noon." Ringo dismissed him.

Dawson waved at me and left.

He didn't even back me up.

"As for Ye Ang, um yer grounded." George murmured.

"What?! Why?!" I exclaim.

"We told ye no foolin' 'round. Luckily John saw ye in the act." Paul sternly said.

"We get ye a private room which unfortunetly we'll have to lock ye in for the rest of the day." Ringo said.

"Great. I'll suffocate and i'll join me mum." I mumble under my breath.

"Come 'Ed Princess, we've got a show in 45 minutes." John said.

We walked up the 12 flights of stairs and Ringo opened the door to my room.

It had one bed and a Telly.

"Yer clothes and bathroom stuff is over there. We'll be back soon." George said.

"Ok." I shrug. They start to leave but Paul turns around.

"Good luck hugs?" He sheepishly asked.

I sigh and got up and hugged Paul and George.

"No hugs for the butts." I cross my arms and walk back to my bed.

"Ok see ye later." They all leave and I hear the lock click from outside.

"Crap. I'm locked in here with nothin' but the Telly." I say to myself.

I saw the balcony and a fire escape..... Hmmm I'll watch some Telly and then I'll try to escape.

~ 2 hours later ~

I figured the boys weren't coming back for a while, so I decided to climb down the fire escape. I get on the stairs part and climb down, under the balcony part. I start to place my feet down on the steps and I look down.

"Oh my god..." I say.

I take another step down and I slip.

"AHHHHHHH!!!" I scream. My hands fly to the end of the balcony part, and I flail my legs.

I continue to scream at the top of my lungs.

"RINGOOOOOO!!! GEORGE!! PAUL!!! JOHN!!!!!" I scream.

I hear footsteps run to the balcony.

"ANGIE!! WHERE ARE YE'?!?"

"RINGOO?!??HELP!!!" I scream.

More footsteps run to the balcony.

I felt Ringo's hands on mine trying to pull me up.

"GRAB ME HANDS!" He yells.

I quickly grab them and he helped me get me so I could see him.

"Boys help me get 'er up!" Ringo cried.

George, Paul,and John grab my arm and they heave me up over the balcony and we fall into a heap on the floor.

All of us were panting and I could hear my heart beat through my ears.

"What the HELL WERE YER THINKIN' ANG!!" George shouted.

"I- I had to get outta there. I just want some freedom."

"Never do that again." Ringo hugged me.

"I thought ye were gone."

"I'd never leave ye- ever. I promise."

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Ok short chapter today! I have writers block! But what do you guys think will happen next?