John's P.O.V
It's 10 p.m, and Paul hasn't texted me. I hope that he is okay.
Wait, why do I worry about him ? He's a big guy now.
I was trying to sleep, but all I could think about was Paul. I saw his beautiful face. And then, I saw him crying. I feel so bad about it...
I decided to call him. He didn't reply.
I'm such an idiot. It's 10 p.m, he's probably sleeping.
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7:56 a.m
Art class
"You're late again, Lennon."
"Sorry."
"Take a seat."
There's a place next to Paul! Yay!
"Hey! What's up ?"
"I'm sorry for not texting last night. My phone fell on the ground and the screen exploded."
He looked so sad.
"Oh shit. Don't worry about not texting! I understand how you feel, I broke many phones too"!
"I'm not the one who broke it..."
"It's just a phone Paul, relax"
"I saved money for 6 months to pay this phone John!"
"I see... by the way, why do you have a bandage on your hand? Are you injured?"
"It's nothing, I just hurt myself while I closed my room's door."
I took Paul's hand in mine. He was trembling.
"Be careful next time, okay ? I would hate to see you hurt again."
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FanfictionModern au Paul McCartney is a 15 y.o boy who barely talks with people and has no friends. That doesn't really bother him though. Until he met a 17 y.o boy named John Lennon ...
