Love Me Tender; The Beatles; John Lennon/Paul McCartney; PG
Title: Love Me Tender
Fandom: The Beatles (Real People)
Characters/Parings: John Lennon/Paul McCartney
Word Count: 1,217
Rating: PG
Summary: Paul knew the first time he saw John Lennon that he needed to know him.
Author's Notes: Because I wanted to. Somethings aren't correct, historically, with The Beatles. Sorry 'bout that. Also IT'S NOT CALLER ID! (Trust me on this one, I was the one who wrote it. I KNOW!) Sadly...this was a real argument I had with someone over at johnheartpaul. Don't ask. I love this, too much I think.
Love Me Tender
.o1 You And Me - Plain White T's Zip.
You and me, we like the same kind of music/That's why we, make a good you and me...We both laugh, at the most random situations/That's the key, baby don't you agree?
Paul let his eyes fall onto the man ahead of him. He knew from the instant he saw him that he wanted to know him. Paul wanted to know this 'John Lennon' and be best mates with him, maybe more. John said something and the group around him did nothing, gave no reaction. John sighed and walked away, right into Paul. At the moment all of Paul's plans to be introduced to John Lennon fell through and he let fate grace him with her wonder.
.o2 Ain't No Other Man - Christina Aguilera Zip.
You are there when I'm a mess/Talk me down from every ledge
Julia died. She died. John stared at the picture in his hands. Dead. He dropped the picture when he heard the door knob to his room move, jingle as though nothing had happened at all.
"Paul?" Paul nodded as quickly as he could. John loved Paul for giving a smile that, in the current situation, would seem horribly morbid. John would have hit anyone else for that smile, but on Paul it just made him feel a little bit better. Made him feel like maybe he could get through this, maybe. Maybe, if he always had Paul with him.
.o3 Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol Zip.
All that I am/All that I ever was/Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see
Their first kiss. Soft and loving. Eyes open, mouth open, hands as still as humanly possible. John felt like they fit perfectly. Paul felt that John was the last piece of a puzzled that all the parts were slowly being found to.
The next day their band was full, two guys who weren't them, and they started writing. John refused to change the name, he liked it. The Beatles, it was funny, he'd said. Paul didn't care any more, as long as he could see John every day.
.o4 Crazy Little Thing Called Love - Queen Zip.
This thing called love I just can't handle it/This thing called love I must get round to it/I ain't ready
John felt his body tense at the sound of Paul's voice. He stared across at Paul as he answered a question about a song John had written. He laughed to himself about the fact that Paul was answering it. He smiled though and the next question was directed at him.
Paul watched as John moved closer to the microphone. He watched his band mate/best mate/love/lover/whatever else John could be to him talk. Watched his lips move as he answered the stupid question the reporter had subjected him to. He looked at George as soon as he thought John was finished speaking. He tensed and he finally knew what to call what'd he'd been feeling since he saw John Lennon across the way at school. Love. And he knew it wasn't going to end anytime soon.
.o5 Over My Head (Cable Car) - The Fray Zip.
I never knew that everything was falling through/That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue/To turn and run/When all I needed was the truth/But that's how it's got to be
John stopped and turned to look at his best friend.
"Really Paul? Are you really leaving? What exactly are you leaving? The band? The country? Me? WHAT?" John felt protected behind his glasses. He watched Paul's body go ridged and smiled, but he felt his heart pang at the sight.
"I can't, honestly, leave anything that wasn't mine." Paul's words hit home. They hit John square in the gut. For a single, solitary, moment he couldn't breath. He felt cold as he watched Paul walk out of his life. This couldn't be happening.
.o6 Famous Last Words - My Chemical Romance Zip.
Now I know/That I can't make you stay/But where's your heart?
John wrote song after song, too many songs, for Paul. He knew none of them would never be heard and none of them would be seen but he felt just a little bit better letting his emotions out. Paul's shots at him were unreasonable. His shots at Yoko uncalled for. He couldn't hate Paul, but he could be angry as hell. Maybe he should have listened when Ringo said he shouldn't put the lyric in. He said Paul'd have their asses in court, and he did. Maybe he should have said something else, but all he could manage was anger. Anger was all he felt for months afterwards.
.o7 Nothing But You - Kim Ferron Zip.
And I've got plenty of time/Time to figure it out/Time to think about you and me/Whatever that was all about
Paul sighed into the open air. He couldn't think about the lyrics he was writing, couldn't think about his kids, couldn't think about anything but John and the latest lyrics that stung almost as brutally as things John said in person. He figured they'd hurt less with time, but he was wrong. The more he thought about it, the more it just hurt. It felt like a knife and he was still trying to figure out why he still loved John Lennon. He could never come up with an answer, no matter how much time he'd allotted.
.o8 Still There For Me - Corbin Bleu/Vanessa Hudgens Zip.
Even when I'm not giving enough/And I'm taking too much/You're still there for me
"I'm sorry." Paul looked up. He pulled the headphones off his ears and blinked at John. He'd been cutting a track about how he loved John, maybe not as a lover but as a brother. He still loved him, no matter what they said to each other. He'd finally decided that this was stupid and he was ending it.
"So that's it." John sighed.
"Paul, luv, I'm telling you I'm sorry. I love you, and I'm sorry I'm a bloody idiot." Paul just nodded and stared at his best friend; words refusing to form.
.o9 Another Word For Desperate - Straylight Run Zip.
Choking, gasping, dripping spit/I just can't make good on any of these promises
He hadn't talked to John for two or so weeks and then the phone rings. John's number, not John's voice. Yoko's. Rushed words, tears slurring most of the words. He looked at the calendar quickly, December 8th. Although from where he was it was now December 9th. 9. He felt a cold shiver run through him.
.1o Ballad For Dead Friends - Dashboard Prophets Zip.
It's a cold day in a cruel world/I really wished I could have saved you/Then who would have saved me from myself...There's no vacancy in paradise
Paul looked at the newspaper. It'd made it all the way over to the UK in a manner of hours and was now printed on the cover of every newspaper and magazine that could be seen.
John Lennon Shot Dead.
Paul just stared at it and let his eyes water. Nothing to change now. Can't go backwards, can only move in the forward direction.
----Fin----
All music files are on Box, and are in one of two forms. (MP3 or M4A)
Ja.
-Emily
Fandom: The Beatles (Real People)
Characters/Parings: John Lennon/Paul McCartney
Word Count: 1,217
Rating: PG
Summary: Paul knew the first time he saw John Lennon that he needed to know him.
Author's Notes: Because I wanted to. Somethings aren't correct, historically, with The Beatles. Sorry 'bout that. Also IT'S NOT CALLER ID! (Trust me on this one, I was the one who wrote it. I KNOW!) Sadly...this was a real argument I had with someone over at johnheartpaul. Don't ask. I love this, too much I think.
Love Me Tender
.o1 You And Me - Plain White T's Zip.
You and me, we like the same kind of music/That's why we, make a good you and me...We both laugh, at the most random situations/That's the key, baby don't you agree?
Paul let his eyes fall onto the man ahead of him. He knew from the instant he saw him that he wanted to know him. Paul wanted to know this 'John Lennon' and be best mates with him, maybe more. John said something and the group around him did nothing, gave no reaction. John sighed and walked away, right into Paul. At the moment all of Paul's plans to be introduced to John Lennon fell through and he let fate grace him with her wonder.
.o2 Ain't No Other Man - Christina Aguilera Zip.
You are there when I'm a mess/Talk me down from every ledge
Julia died. She died. John stared at the picture in his hands. Dead. He dropped the picture when he heard the door knob to his room move, jingle as though nothing had happened at all.
"Paul?" Paul nodded as quickly as he could. John loved Paul for giving a smile that, in the current situation, would seem horribly morbid. John would have hit anyone else for that smile, but on Paul it just made him feel a little bit better. Made him feel like maybe he could get through this, maybe. Maybe, if he always had Paul with him.
.o3 Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol Zip.
All that I am/All that I ever was/Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see
Their first kiss. Soft and loving. Eyes open, mouth open, hands as still as humanly possible. John felt like they fit perfectly. Paul felt that John was the last piece of a puzzled that all the parts were slowly being found to.
The next day their band was full, two guys who weren't them, and they started writing. John refused to change the name, he liked it. The Beatles, it was funny, he'd said. Paul didn't care any more, as long as he could see John every day.
.o4 Crazy Little Thing Called Love - Queen Zip.
This thing called love I just can't handle it/This thing called love I must get round to it/I ain't ready
John felt his body tense at the sound of Paul's voice. He stared across at Paul as he answered a question about a song John had written. He laughed to himself about the fact that Paul was answering it. He smiled though and the next question was directed at him.
Paul watched as John moved closer to the microphone. He watched his band mate/best mate/love/lover/whatever else John could be to him talk. Watched his lips move as he answered the stupid question the reporter had subjected him to. He looked at George as soon as he thought John was finished speaking. He tensed and he finally knew what to call what'd he'd been feeling since he saw John Lennon across the way at school. Love. And he knew it wasn't going to end anytime soon.
.o5 Over My Head (Cable Car) - The Fray Zip.
I never knew that everything was falling through/That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue/To turn and run/When all I needed was the truth/But that's how it's got to be
John stopped and turned to look at his best friend.
"Really Paul? Are you really leaving? What exactly are you leaving? The band? The country? Me? WHAT?" John felt protected behind his glasses. He watched Paul's body go ridged and smiled, but he felt his heart pang at the sight.
"I can't, honestly, leave anything that wasn't mine." Paul's words hit home. They hit John square in the gut. For a single, solitary, moment he couldn't breath. He felt cold as he watched Paul walk out of his life. This couldn't be happening.
.o6 Famous Last Words - My Chemical Romance Zip.
Now I know/That I can't make you stay/But where's your heart?
John wrote song after song, too many songs, for Paul. He knew none of them would never be heard and none of them would be seen but he felt just a little bit better letting his emotions out. Paul's shots at him were unreasonable. His shots at Yoko uncalled for. He couldn't hate Paul, but he could be angry as hell. Maybe he should have listened when Ringo said he shouldn't put the lyric in. He said Paul'd have their asses in court, and he did. Maybe he should have said something else, but all he could manage was anger. Anger was all he felt for months afterwards.
.o7 Nothing But You - Kim Ferron Zip.
And I've got plenty of time/Time to figure it out/Time to think about you and me/Whatever that was all about
Paul sighed into the open air. He couldn't think about the lyrics he was writing, couldn't think about his kids, couldn't think about anything but John and the latest lyrics that stung almost as brutally as things John said in person. He figured they'd hurt less with time, but he was wrong. The more he thought about it, the more it just hurt. It felt like a knife and he was still trying to figure out why he still loved John Lennon. He could never come up with an answer, no matter how much time he'd allotted.
.o8 Still There For Me - Corbin Bleu/Vanessa Hudgens Zip.
Even when I'm not giving enough/And I'm taking too much/You're still there for me
"I'm sorry." Paul looked up. He pulled the headphones off his ears and blinked at John. He'd been cutting a track about how he loved John, maybe not as a lover but as a brother. He still loved him, no matter what they said to each other. He'd finally decided that this was stupid and he was ending it.
"So that's it." John sighed.
"Paul, luv, I'm telling you I'm sorry. I love you, and I'm sorry I'm a bloody idiot." Paul just nodded and stared at his best friend; words refusing to form.
.o9 Another Word For Desperate - Straylight Run Zip.
Choking, gasping, dripping spit/I just can't make good on any of these promises
He hadn't talked to John for two or so weeks and then the phone rings. John's number, not John's voice. Yoko's. Rushed words, tears slurring most of the words. He looked at the calendar quickly, December 8th. Although from where he was it was now December 9th. 9. He felt a cold shiver run through him.
.1o Ballad For Dead Friends - Dashboard Prophets Zip.
It's a cold day in a cruel world/I really wished I could have saved you/Then who would have saved me from myself...There's no vacancy in paradise
Paul looked at the newspaper. It'd made it all the way over to the UK in a manner of hours and was now printed on the cover of every newspaper and magazine that could be seen.
John Lennon Shot Dead.
Paul just stared at it and let his eyes water. Nothing to change now. Can't go backwards, can only move in the forward direction.
----Fin----
All music files are on Box, and are in one of two forms. (MP3 or M4A)
Ja.
-Emily