On Loving Paul [McLennon]

George's Confession

Another week passed by before George made a final decision on what he was going to do. It was nine in the evening and George walked across the hallway and knocked three times on John and Paul's door. A few moments later, the door swung open to reveal Paul standing there.

"Hey, George." Paul greeted. "Come on in."

George followed Paul into the hotel room and found John sitting on his bed, strumming his guitar and jotting down words with a pen in a note pad.

"It's nice to have a night off, don't you think?" Paul asked.

"Yeah," John agreed.

George saw the way the two of them looked at each other and it...bothered him in a way...but it also made him feel happy in a way.

He watched as the two of them kind of just looked at each other. Paul watched John lovingly as John strummed on his guitar and wrote down what George assumed to be song lyrics. John looked up at Paul with a look of such admiration when the younger Beatle turned away.

George clenched his jaw. Could he really do to?

"So," Paul looked up and his eyes met with John's.

"I KNOW ABOUT THE TWO OF YOU!!" George burst.

John and Paul froze.

"What did you just say?" John stood and turned to face him very slowly.

"Um, nothing." George shook his head.

Paul looked at George oddly.

"George, what did you just say?" John repeated firmly.

"I didn't say anything!" George exclaimed.

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