The next morning, I wake Paul up with breakfast in bed.
"For me?" he asks as he rubs his eyes and stretches.
I smile as I set the tray down. "Yes, for you. Happy 39th, babe. I love you."
He groans as he takes a piece of toast. "Don't tell me that. It makes me feel old."
"Oh, you're right," I play along, teasing him. "I'm dating a fossil."
He rolls his eyes and laughs as he eats. "How'd you sleep?"
"I slept okay." I decide not to bring up the fact that his nightmare had woken me up at two in the morning last night.
He smiles and I watch as he licks some jelly off of the corner of his lip. "So, what are we doing today?"
"We're going to visit Meredith and do whatever else you want to do. But first, I've got you a present."
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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...
