"Paul?!" I immediately run to the bathroom door and try to open it, but it's locked. I start to bang on it with my fists, but that doesn't do much either.
"Paul, open up! Please!"
Silence.
I begin to panic, until I remember the key that I keep on the top of the door. I reach up, trying my best to reach the top (sometimes I curse my measly 5'4 height), and manage to grab the key. Grinning in triumph, I turn the key in the lock.
As I open the door, my grin quickly disappears and I scream.
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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...
