"...Paul."
"Of course! Of course it's Paul. The cute one always gets chosen!" John whined. He was so dramatic that the others had to drag him out of the room, leaving Paul and I alone.
"You made a good choice, love." He winked.
He was getting closer. "From now on, you are my princess. And as my princess, I shall do everything in my power to make you happy." He pressed my hand to his lips, softly kissing it. Well, he said I was his princess. I'm already being treated like it.
"Now, I'm sure that necklace will look stunning on you..."
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Ain't She Sweet
FanfictionYou've been friends with Brian Epstein for years, but you can't believe your luck when he lets you come along on a tour of America for your favorite band, the Beatles. This already sounds like heaven, but what happens when they all develop a crush o...
