Lost & Found | Paul McCartney

Chapter 8

"Who eats ice cream like that?" I looked at Paul who was chewing the cone instead of eating it normally

"You scream?" he replied with his mouth full, looking at me

"I what?"

"You scream.." he repeated, "You said "Ice cream"

"Oh god.." I rolled my eyes "Don't play words with me"

"Well..Paul is just fine, but if you want to call me god...I don't mind" he said cockily

"You're considerably annoying today, Mr. McCartney," I said slowly with my mouth full, chewing the last piece of the cone

"You love that about me" he whispered in my ear as he leaned closer to me

"I love nothing about you" I sniggered "Don't get a big head"

He stopped walking and narrowed his eyes at me, shaking his head "You're a full-time arl arse, missy"

"Am I now?" I said, acting like I'm slightly surprised, perfectly knowing he's just pulling my leg "Y'know what, deffo." I nodded

"Cor, you're so conceited for a person who snores that loudly at night," he said in between a smirk

"Tosh, I don't!" I frowned on purpose "..besides you were the one who was out like a light as soon as you touched the bed last night" I said sharply

"Aw, so you had time to watch me while I'm sleeping probably throwing some dreamy eyes at me with god knows what else on your mind"

"Listen, you" I looked at him tilting my head, gesturing with my finger "All those birds may have the hots for you but I'm poles apart"

"Alright, as you please," Paul said indifferently and continued to walk

A blonde, a long-legged lady was gazing at us, her hair long and shiny, she simply looked like she just got out of the beauty salon. On top of that, she wore a bright red above-the-knee dress. The sound of her high heels touching the ground became more and more perceptible as she approached us

"Paul?" her eyes widening with the realization "Glad to see you here! Mind signing something for me?" she asked kindly but it sounded more like a fake innocence to me

"Sure thing, luv" he winked at her "What do you want me to sign?"

"Back of my neck", she switched on her puppy eyes "..if you don't mind of course"

Sod off, I know those tricks.

"'Course luv, turn around," Paul said, gently lifting her hair in the air holding it just with his right hand, his left hand holding the pen

Okay. Let it be. I lifted my eyebrow unintentionally, crossing my arms, shifting my gaze in another direction

"All done love, is that all?" he said to her but looking at me while her back was still turned towards him

"Yes! Thank you so much, I love the Beatles, you all are amazing! Thank you for this again!" she said smiling shyly

"Ta. Be well!" she smiled and he smiled back, waving, then he looked at me sighing, shaking his head in awe "Phew, that was a helluva bird"

"Ah, if you want to go catch up with her," I said tepidly "I'll see what London has to offer.. by myself" 

"Oh jealous, I see" he smirked at me "..or how did you say it earlier.."poles apart".. bollocks"