Paul sleeps throughout the rest of the day and finally, I begin to get ready for bed myself.
Once I'm done with my nightly routine, I climb into my bed and turn out the lights. I drift off to sleep...only to be woken up a few hours later by a strange noise.
I gasp as I sit up, and look around the room.
Nothing.
Complete darkness.
Biting my lip, I get out of my bed and throw on my robe before leaving my bedroom. The stairs are creaky and I cringe with every step, until I finally make it to the ground floor.
Once I make it downstairs, I gasp.
Paul is gone.
And the front door is wide open.
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His Name Is Paul (Paul McCartney) (COMPLETE)
FanfictionI go into my backyard and gasp. My neighbor is also out. Out of his house for the first time since...the incident. His name is Paul. Warning: This fanfiction deals with mature and sensitive topics and may be triggering to some. As a result, it is ra...
