I've Just Seen A Face

Chapter 32
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The next day I woke up with another idea for a song, and yes, it was all about Paul. But I couldn’t help it. He was always on my mind. I wrote down the lyrics as follows:

The night we met I knew I, needed you so.
And if I had the chance I’d, never let you go.
So won’t you say you love me?
I’ll make you so proud of me,
We’ll make them turn their heads,
Every place we go.

So won’t you please,
Be my little baby
Say you’ll be my darling
Be my baby now, whoa oh oh oh

I’ll make you happy baby, just wait and see.
For every kiss you give me, I’ll give you three.
Oh, since the day I saw you,
I have been waiting for you,
You know I will adore you,
Till eternity.

So won’t you please,
Be my little baby
Say you’ll be my darling
Be my baby now, whoa oh oh oh

So c’mon and please,
Be my little baby,
Say you’ll be my darling,
Be my baby now, whoa, oh oh oh

I wondered if I should admit to Paul the meaning behind any of these songs, but decided against it. Thanks to him, we were getting some number ones. The Beatles were staying for another week, and I was pretty happy about it. I had plans with them later that night, but as for now, I was to go over to Davy’s. It felt like a really good day and I was cheerier than ever. The only reason I could think of, was because of last night. I got ready and left. Usually I can pretend about the way I felt about Davy and just play along, but it was getting harder and harder. Especially with recent events. A part of me wanted to just break up with him. After all, why was I with him again? Ha, I can’t even answer that. I knocked on the door. It was a few minutes before anyone came, but soon the door opened.
“Oh, hi Olivia,” Micky said coming out into the entry way with me and shutting the door. I made a face.
“Everything okay Micky?” I asked suspiciously.
“Uh…” he hesitated. I tried to push past him, but he didn’t let me.
“Micky,” I said.
“I’ll let you come in, but in a while. I don’t think you want to find out about this, this way.” He said. I was confused.
“Find out what?”
“Hey Micky, ready to go?” Brittany said from behind me. I turned around and smiled.
“Hi Brittany,”
“Hey Olivia. C’mon Micky, I’m hungry.” Brittany said. She pulled Micky away from the door and they began walking away. He turned around and looked at me.
“I’m sorry Olivia,” he said as they disappeared. I shook my head confused and walked in. There was no one in sight.
“Hello? Davy?” I said walking towards his room. Before I could go in, he came out. But I thought I caught a glimpse of someone undressed.
“Olivia, what are you doing here?” Davy asked shutting the door. I backed up away from him.
“Uh, we were supposed to have breakfast remember?” I asked, “Who was that?”
“What? Who?” Davy asked playing dumb. He was bad at it.
“The person naked in your room,” I said pointing. He grabbed my hand and I pulled away from him.
“Don’t touch me Davy,” I said angrily, “You’ve been mad at me for having feelings for Paul this whole time, when you’ve been sleeping with someone else yourself! I’ve never done anything like that to you!” I yelled walking away from him. He followed and stopped me.
“So you do have feelings for him?” he asked. I squinted my eyes at him.
“Don’t even start Davy,” I said trying to walk away. He grabbed me again and again I pulled away from him, but didn’t move. Deep down, I was happy because now I had a reason to break it off, but did it have to be this reason? He was such a hypocrite.
“I’m not starting anything. You can have him now…” he said. I was silent for a minute, not understanding.
“What?” I asked hoping to get clarification. And that I did get.
“Olivia, I don’t….”
“You don’t what? Love me?” I asked.
“No, I do, but not like that. I’m not interested in your type.” He said.
“My type? What does that mean?” Just as I asked him this, his door opened and the person came out. My mouth fell open. It was a guy in his underwear.
“Davy did yo-” I covered my mouth with my hand and didn’t finish. I couldn’t get any words out.
“Yes,” he said, and I felt like throwing up. I shook my head.
“I have to go,” I said walking away and this time he didn’t try to stop me.
“I’m sorry,” I heard him yell as I left. I shut the door behind me and just leaned against it thinking. I didn’t know if I wanted to rejoice or cry. In the next few minutes I found myself standing in front of Paul’s room at the hotel. I knocked. The door opened and a groggy Paul in his pjs answered.
“Olivia?” he asked, “What are you doing here?”
“I’m sorry, can I come in? I need to talk to you.” I said. He blinked a few times trying to wake up and I walked in. He shut the door behind him and walked to his bed. He went back under the covers.
“What’s up?” He asked looking at me and patting for me to come lay next to him. I walked over and laid on top of the covers next to him, still stunned. He grabbed my hand.
“Are you okay?” He asked when I didn’t answer his first question. I looked at him.
“Davy just slept with a guy.” I said. Paul burst out laughing, but stopped when he saw I wasn’t.
“What?” He asked.
“I just went over there and I saw someone naked in his room. I thought it was a girl, but when they came out, it was a guy in his underwear. Then Davy told me that he doesn’t like ‘my type’, being girls.” I said. Paul just sat there speechless.
“Is this one of those weird things?” he finally asked. I shrugged.
“I don’t know, I was mad because I thought he was doing a girl this whole time he was mad at me for having feelings for you, but now, I see it as a way out.” I said looking Paul in the eyes. He smiled.
“I don’t know if George is ready yet, but I’m done with Davy. I’m just going to be single until I can have you.” I said softly. He scooted me closer and gave me a kiss.
“I promise it won’t be long,” he said softly. We laid there foreheads touching, when there was a knock on the door. I turned to look at the door.
“No one wants you to sleep.” I said laughing. Paul laughed.
“Apparently,” he said getting up to get the door. Davy walked in, looking at me.
“Olivia, we need to finish our talk,” he said walking towards me but stopping to stare at Paul. Paul made a grossed out face and came to sit by me.
“Davy there’s no more to talk about. You’re gay, and I want Paul.” I said. Paul smiled and kissed my cheek.
“Me too,” Davy said still looking at Paul. I shut my eyes in disgust and when I opened them Davy was sitting next to Paul.
“He is pretty cute,” Paul whispered to me. I turned, and laughed slightly.
“Knock it off, Paul that’s not funny. That’s disgusting.” I said.
“I’m not kidding,” Paul replied. I stopped smiling and finally noticed Paul was staring at Davy.
“Paul, what are you doing?” I asked. And with that they began kissing each other. Davy and Paul. I once again covered my mouth with my hand and jumped off and away from the bed. They stopped kissing and just looked at each other.
“I don’t believe this,” I said, “I’m leaving,” I turned to leave.
“Holy shit!” I heard Paul yell. I looked back and they were as far away from each other as they could get.
“Why were you kissing me?” Davy asked Paul, both wiping their lips.
“I wasn’t, you were kissing me.” Paul said in return.
“No, you were kissing each other.” I said. They were both quiet, looking at me. I think they forgot I was here.
“Oh, Olivia,” Paul said sympathetically and began coming towards me.
“What are you doing?” Davy asked. Paul looked back towards Davy.
“I'm walking over to Olivia," he replied and Davy shook his head.
"Leave her alone," Davy said harshly. This pissed Paul off and he replied just as harsh.
“She dumped you buddy,” Paul said. I closed my eyes. Great, now they were going to fight.
“Only because she thought I was gay,” Davy argued.
“No, if you remember right, she said you’re gay AND I want Paul,” Paul said. Davy just stood there and looked at me. I just looked at him.
“I knew it,” he said shaking his head.
“Davy, I’m sorry, it’s not that I don’t love you, I just don’t want to be with anybody right now.” I said. I didn’t want this conversation between us to happen right now. Davy didn’t answer and just left. I continued to stand there and now Paul was staring at me.
“It’s not that I don’t love you?” he asked.
“I don’t want to talk to him about it when you’re standing right here.” I said. He rolled his eyes annoyed.
“Olivia, I don’t understand. It seems like when you aren’t with me, you want to be with me. But then when we finally have the chance, you suddenly don’t want me! Is sneaking behind Davy’s back a thrill for you or something? Cuz I’m not going to have a part in it.” he said frustrated.
“Of course it’s not a thrill. Paul, I’m not like that.” I said angry that he would suggest that, “I just need some time. I don’t want it to end like that between me and him.” Paul laughed, but not in a nice way, and shook his head. He walked over to me.
“You know what it is? It’s, you don’t want him to know you like me. But he already knows Olivia, and if you are going to be with me, he’s gonna know for sure. You can’t have two boyfriends, just so everyone’s happy. You can’t keep playing us like this. One of us is going to get hurt. That’s that.” He said and I started crying again, “and you have to decide if it’s me or him.” He walked out of the room as I just stood there crying. I’ve never seen this side of Paul before. Not that I didn’t like it, because it’s who he is and he has every right to say the things he did. He’s right. I just don’t know why I can’t let go of Davy. Maybe I was scared still that things between Paul and I wouldn’t work and then I’ll never have someone. I left the hotel and spent the rest of the day alone, thinking about things. I still wasn’t going to go back with Davy, but I had a lot to clear up. With him, Paul, and mostly, myself.

The next day I called the Beatles as soon as I woke up.
“Hello?” George answered.
“Uh, hi George,” I said feeling awkward, since I wanted to talk to Paul.
“Hey, how are you?”
“Good you?”
“Good, you wanna talk to Paul?” he asked me. I smiled.
“If I could.” I said. There was silence for a moment, when a rather grouchy Paul answered.
“Hi Paul,” I said softly.
“Hi,” he said shortly.
“Can we talk?” I asked him. He agreed to talk with me and after getting ready went over to their hotel.
“Come in,” he said opening the door and then shutting it after I was inside.
“Thanks,” I said. I turned around quickly, “Paul I’m so sorry,” I blurted. He walked towards me.
“I thought about it all last night, and I do want you. I don’t want to be with Davy. I was just stunned by the whole event of yesterday that I wasn’t really thinking clearly. But if you don’t believe me then that’s fine you have a right not to, but I’m telling the truth, Paul. I miss you when you aren’t around, and want you whenever you are. So again if you don’t believe me than okay, but I just wanted to come over here before you guys leave town again to tell you person to person that…I-” I was interrupted by a kiss from Paul. He put his arms around me and pulled me close. I was so happy he believed me, but was relieved because little did he know, I was going to tell him that I think I’m in love with him.
“I believe you.” He said as we stopped kissing.
“You do?” I asked. He nodded and caressed my cheek.
“And I’m sorry too, I shouldn’t of said those things to you yesterday, but I was hurt so I just lashed out at you in words.” He said. I kissed him softly.
“It’s okay, you were kinda right anyway. I don’t want to hurt anyone, but someone does have to get hurt.” Paul nodded, “and it’s not going to be you.” I said softly looking up at him. He smiled.
“Thank you,” he said looking up at the ceiling as if thanking God. I laughed.
“I still do want to talk to Davy though. You know, just to explain things to him and let him know it’s really over. And then, I’ll just wait till you’re ready.” I said.
“Till I’m ready? Darlin’ I’ve been ready a long time ago, it’s George we’re waiting for.” I laughed as he pretended he was a cowboy. Then he got serious, “But like I said, I promise it won’t be much longer.” I was planning on telling Davy later that day, but that never happened. We somehow ended up in Greenland, and the string of events that happened here, were unbelievable.

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