This dream is like me being Paul's Linda. It was raining, storming, and Paul knows I'm scared of it. "It's alright, darling." He strokes my cheek and kisses me. His hand runs through my hair. He acted the same way in the morning, being a complete sweetheart. He made breakfast for us.
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I'm Only Sleeping...(Beatle Dreams)
FanfictionAll in the title. Every single Beatles dream I've had that I can remember. Read before opening! -I started writing/tracking these when I was in 8th grade. These may sound poorly written since I was just jotting them down! -Some of these may be slig...
