I've Just Seen A Face

“I had the crazy bloodiest dream ever,” John said waking up. The other Beatles nodded and rubbed their heads.
“Me too. I dreamt I was a girl and I was making out with Olivia’s daughter.” Paul said looking confused.
“That’s because you did become a girl and you did make out with my daughter.” I said. They all looked at me.
“So, that really happened?” Ringo asked. I nodded.
“You are one crazy bird.” John said. I took offence at that.
“I am not. I thought I explained this to you. This is all strange to me too, it never happened until I met the Monkees. So they’re the crazy ones…” I said getting up off the floor. George helped me. As I looked at him smiling I remembered that I was going to break it off with him and then looked over to Paul, who wasn’t looking in our direction. I also remembered I had told him part of my plans. I decided that I was going to break the news to George today, but I figured now wasn’t quite the time.
“Man, I’m going to go shower. Try to shake away that crazy night….” Paul said getting up and leaving the room shaking his head.
“Ya, I think I’m gonna do the same.” Ringo said. John was already gone and so it was just George and me.
“Do you want to shower?” He asked me. I shriveled my lip.
“Not really.” I said smiling. Although he returned my smile, I could tell he knew something was up.
“Are you alright luv?” he asked taking my hand. I nodded.
“Ya, but, I kinda want to go home.” I said hoping George wouldn’t get offended at all. He didn’t and I left. On the drive home I just thought about what was to come and when exactly I wanted to tell Paul the real decision. He ticked me off quite a bit last night, but in a way, he really had nothing to restrict him from doing that. And there wont be anything to restrict him unless I tell him, otherwise he’s just gonna keep doing it and I’ll just keep getting mad at him. So it’s settled. I was going to go home and shower, get dressed, and get back to The Beatles to let them know about my decisions. All through my shower, all I could think about was Paul and how excited I was to tell him how I really felt and that we didn’t have to keep hiding our feelings from our friends. I know it will be tough for George, but I really feel for Paul. Like I’ve said, I think, no wait, I know I love him. Months ago I thought the same thing, but now I know it’s real. Before I was just falling for him, now I have fell. There were so many thoughts running through my head about him that when I got out of the shower I began writing them down, as a new song. It was pretty simple, but very emotionally filled nevertheless.

“You’ve given me a true love,
And everyday I thank you love,
For a feeling that’s so new,
So inviting, so exciting.

Whenever you’re near, I hear a symphony,
A tender melody, pulling me closer,
Closer to your arms, then suddenly, ooo,
Your lips are touching mine,
A feeling so divine,
Till I leave the past behind,
I’m lost in a world, made for you and me.

Whenever you’re near, I hear a symphony
Played sweet and tenderly,
Every time your lips meet mine, now,
baby, baby, baby,
You bring much joy within,
Don’t let this feeling end,
Let it go on and on and on, now
Baby, baby, baby,
Those tears have seen my eyes,
I cry not for myself,
But for those who’ve never felt the joy we‘ve felt..

Whenever you’re near, I hear a symphony
Each time you speak to me,
I hear a tender rap so deep with love, now,
baby, baby, baby
Just don’t stop holding me,
Whispering how much you care,
A thousand violins fill the air
now, baby, baby,
Don’t’ let this moment end,
Keep standing close to me,
Oh, so close to me, baby, baby

Oh, baby, baby, I hear a symphony
A tender melody, ah, It goes on and on and on.…

As I sat and read the words over, I was quite proud of myself. I sat doing this for a couple hours figuring out the tune and such. I usually am not happy with the songs I write, but I thought this one was really good. I couldn’t wait to show the girls, and Paul. He’s probably thinking he’s the only one who would write a love song about his girl, but I’ll show him that he means so much to me that he inspired me greatly to write a love song about him. When I was finished, I placed the notebook on my dresser and called the Beatles. They said I could come over and when I got there, Brittany was there, I was surprised. But what I was most surprised by, was that her and Paul were holding hands. I just stood in the doorway staring. Paul and Brittany looked at me. I couldn’t read Paul’s expression, but Brittany was smiling.
“Hey Olivia!” She said. I was speechless, so I didn’t answer. I was on the verge of crying.
“Um, are you okay?” She asked. I barely nodded.
“When, did th-? I couldn’t finish, but she understood.
“Oh me and Paul?” She said excitedly. She kissed Paul on the cheek and turned back to me, “since a couple hours ago.”
“What about Micky?” I asked trying not to look at Paul. How could he?
“Well, Micky informed me that he is in love with someone else. I was sad of course, but pissed. I don’t know what’s going on with him. So, I figured I’d give Paulie here a try.” She looked at him and he smiled and smiled back, but I could tell it wasn’t genuine.
“Excuse me, I have to go to the bathroom.” I said, turning before I began crying.
“Olivia, are you alright?” I heard George ask. I turned around.
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be? I just have to pee.” I said smiling so it wouldn’t be obvious I was going to go into the bathroom and cry. I stood in the bathroom and cried softly. Soon there was a knock at the bathroom door.
“Yes?” I said wiping away my tears. I didn’t want George to know what was wrong.
“Can I come in?” It wasn’t George. It was Paul, tears fell again.
“Why?” I asked.
“Because I want to talk to you.” He said. I knew he wouldn’t leave me alone so I unlocked the door. He walked in, shutting the door behind him.
“Are you okay?” He asked. I just stared at him.
“Does it look like I’m okay? Why are you doing this?” I asked him flat out.
“Doing what?” He asked me, and I frowned.
“What do you think? Dating Brittany…” I said giving him a clue. He shrugged slightly.
“Because I like her and she asked me.” He said. I began crying again and turned away from him,
“Olivia, why are you so upset about this?” He asked. I couldn’t believe him! How could he not know!
“Um, again Paul, why do you think?” I said turning back to him, not caring about the tears. He sat down on the toilet.
“Olivia, if I remember correctly, you said you didn’t want me. You are going to be single girl remember?” He said. I had forgotten all about that. But I didn’t say I didn’t want him, I said I didn’t think it was going to work out.
“I never said that I didn’t want you. I just didn’t think it would work out, for just this reason. We end up sharing some special moment, and I feel like dropping everything for you, but then the next day, you go off with some other girl. And this time, it’s my best friend…” I said, not really crying anymore. I was fed up with this. Every time I tried, I failed.
“Olivia, you never told me that…” He said standing up and coming towards me. I backed away.
“No Paul, no more. I can’t take this anymore.” He looked startled. I knew it would never work out, at least right now. Maybe it was one of those things, that in years from now, if we still see each other, things will all come together. I was positive Paul and I were meant to be together, the timing was just off.
“What are you saying?” He asked, knowing the answer.
“Good luck with Brittany.” I said as best as I could. I kissed him softly on the cheek, “Goodbye Paul.” I said and left him just watching me leave him. I walked out in the living room and George approached me asking again if I was okay. I told him I was going home. Again, I failed to let him know about my decision to end it. It still wasn’t the best time. He turned towards the bathroom and yelled at Paul, blaming him. I told him it wasn’t Paul’s fault, I just wasn’t feeling good again. He seemed to understand, but I wasn’t sure. I think he wasn't beginning to sense something, but kept quiet. After all, every time I was upset lately, Paul was somewhere in my vicinity or had been. I went home and just watched some sad sappy love movie. I cried through the whole thing, but it felt good. I got a call from Brittany later telling me that Micky was under some spell by this girl he was ‘in love’ with. She didn’t believe him and told him she was with Paul now anyway. Apparently, Micky began crying saying that he was telling the truth, and that he could prove it. Somehow he did, and she’s back with him, so she only dated Paul for a day. I didn’t care that they weren’t together, I had made my decision. As sad as it was, I was determined though to be with Paul one day. I knew we would be together someday. We just had to. There seemed to be so much chemistry between us. The Beatles left early for their tour of Europe again, and I did not attend. I told George I had come down with the flu. He apologized, because he thought he gave it to me. I said he didn’t and that was it. They were gone. While they were on tour all I could think about was that the man I loved was a thousand miles away, and I was the one who said goodbye. Again, I wrote all my feelings down, and it sounded to me like another good song. Wow, two good songs in 2 weeks. It went something like this…

(SONG PLAYING IN BACKGROUND)

(Someday, we’ll be together)
Say it, say it, say it, say it again.
Someday, we’ll be together.
Oh yeah, oh yeah.

You’re far away, from me my love.
But just as sure, my, my baby, as there are stars above.
Wanna say, wanna say, wanna say it.
(Someday,) Hmm, (we’ll be together) Yes we will, yes we will.
(Someday) some sweet day, (we’ll be together)
Ah, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

My love is yours, baby, oh, right from the start.
You, you, you posses my soul now honey,
And I know, I know you own my heart,
and I wanna say it.
(Someday) some sweet day, (we’ll be together) ah, yes we will, yes we will
(Someday) tell everybody now, (we’ll be together) yes we will, yes we will

Long time ago, now, now sweet thing
I made a big mistake, honey
I, say I, said good bye , oh, oh
Now baby, ever, ever, ever, ever
Ever since that day, now, now
All I (all I wanna do), all I wanna do,
Oh, is cry, cry, cry!!
Hey, hey, hey!

I long for you, every, every night, oh
Just to kiss your sweet, sweet, lips, baby,
Hold ya, ever, ever so tight.
And I wanna say it,
Someday, we’ll be together.
Ah, yes we will, yes we will
Someday we’ll be together
Yes we will, yes we will
Someday we’ll be together
Ah, honey, honey, honey, honey

I wanted him back so badly, and I wish I had never said goodbye, and when he comes back, I’m plan to tell him everything. I hope he’ll forgive me but most of all, I just hope he still wants me…..

On to Chapter 24