They rounded the corner, Paul was thankful George had taken his bird somewhere else.
“OK” he mumbled
Gabrielle leaned against the wall and crossed her arms, waiting for him to say something.
“Ok” Paul said again, he looked up at her “Obviously, there is something going on here”
She nodded.
“Something” he repeated “But I don’t know what”
Gabrielle smiled at him hazily. Her eyes were all blurry and unfocused. Why were her eyes always like that. Was it because every time he was close enough to notice her eyes she was pissed. Did that matter. She reached out to him and grabbed a handful of the front of his shirt, and pulled him towards her.
“Do why have to talk about it” she whined, looking up at him and pouting.
She didn’t mean to be seductive. That was part of the reason it was so sexy. He shrugged mildly.
“Dunno” he murmured
Gabrielle exhaled heavily and leaned her head back against the wall. “I think, you know, part of the reason we want it so much…. Is that we know we shouldn’t”
Paul nodded bleakly “Mm hmm” he murmured, and slipped his hands around her waist. “I shouldn’t be doing this”
“No” she agreed, and tipped her head to the side and stared up at him
“Uh huh” he shuffled a bit closer to her and pulled her lower half to him “It’d be wrong” he murmured, loving the sensation of her warm body pressed up against his.
“Mmm” she agreed,.
He kissed her. Softly at first, his hands stayed in place at her waist. She raised her arm up and rested them on his shoulders. Paul deepened the kiss and she tipped her head back, allowing him acess to her mouth. Her fingers slid into his hair and ruffled It slightly as they pulled his head closer.
He pushed her gently into the wall behind them and moved one hand to search for the door knob he’d seen earlier. His hand brushed over it and with a firm twist, they both tumbled into the linen closet.
Gabrielle made a strangled gasping sound as she stumbled backwards and found the wall in the linen closet. Paul caught her around the waist and slammed her back into it, then fastened his mouth over hers. His hands slid down below the small of her back and cupped her bottom, pulling her close and grinding his hips gently against hers. Gabrielle moaned quietly and kicked her leg around his waist, pushing herself farther up the wall as she did so and pressing her hips down into Paul’s.
He trailed his mouth along her jaw “Shouldn’t be dong this” he mumbled, slipping to her neck, his breath was hot and he kissed his way down to the front of her dress. And then moved back up to her mouth
She responded with a frustrated sound and began grinding against him.
“In a closet?” Paul hissed against her ear “Gabby, baby, we’re in a closet”
“So what” she whispered loudly, Paul’s hand slipped under the edge of her dress, he slid his hand up the inside of her thigh and stayed their for a bit, no going further. Somehow she started on his belt.
Paul buried his face in her hair. In a closet. Fine.
* * * * * * * *
Aaron crossed his arms and frowned. It didn’t take that long to get a drink, he thought. Gabrielle had been gone well into twenty minutes. Where did she got off too. John, the cheeky Beatle had retired from dancing but settled for having girls sit around him in awe as he told them about Hamburg. Aaron was surprised to see his bird standing next to him with an amused look on her face. George and Paul were no where to be seen.
He spotted her friend Shaz standing with the blonde kid from the Cavern. He made his way to them, slapping a happy smile on his face as he greeted them.
“Fuckin awesome party” Arthur nodded
“Ta” Aaron grinned “But have you seen Gabby?”
“Er.. No” said Arthur, he looked at other girl “Seen her Shaz?”
Shaz shrugged “Not for a while why”
“Can’t seem to find her” Aaron chuckled “actually, McCartney and Harrison have run of too”
“Oh no, George had a girl,“ said Arthur, “ He was ‘walking her home’ if you know what I mean”
Aaron nodded “Seen Paul then?”
“Nope” Arthur shrugged “Sorry, mate. He’s probably doings the same though. I wouldn’t worry”
Aaron sighed “I’ll go look for her in the garden, wanna come, Arthur? Talk a bout footie and that”
‘Yeah” Arthur nodded he saluted Shaz and then headed off with Aaron.
Shaz stood still.
Gabby was missing. Paul was missing. Oh god. She had the distance feeling that she knew where they were. Or at least, what they were doing.
“Cyn!” Shaz shuffled over to her friend “Cyn!” she called again.
Cynthia looked up and met her half way to the circle of John fans “What’s going on”
“I have to talk to you” Shaz insisted, pulling on Cyn’s sleeve “It’s important”
Cynthia’s eyebrows went up in surprise “About what”
“I uh… come ‘ead” Shaz whirled around a headed for the empty kitchen. No one was in there, thank god. Cynthia followed slowly. As the kitchen door swung shut behind her Shaz started talking “If I tell you something you must promise to never ever ever EVER tell anyone”
Cynthia blinked “Ok” she shrugged
“Not even John?”
“Well” Cyn laughed “I don’t-”
“Not even John, Cyn”
The older girl nodded blankly “Fine, I won’t tell john” she agreed
Shaz took a deep breathe “In Hamburg,” she started to say and then sat down on the floor, not wanting to stand anymore. Cyn crouched down next to her
“Yes, what about it?”
“God, this is weird.” Shaz muttered, “Well, I guess… Cyn, Gabby and Paul like… he uh.. You know… they *you know*”
Cynthia’s eyes got big “They you know’ed?” she exclaimed
“Yeah”
“Gabby and Paul You know’ed?”
“Uh huh”
Cynthia’s mouth fell open “In Hamburg?”
Shaz just nodded this time
“Well, who else knows… what about… do John and George know?”
“No. She only told me, and Paul hasn’t told anyone. The thing is though Cyn, it isn’t like she wouldn’t do it again”
Cynthia looked thoughtful “They have a thing for each other?” she asked
“Not really a thing” Shaz sighed “More like just friends who had a casual shag… but god, what if they *keep* shagging. IT is going to become mega strange”
“Yeah” Cyn agreed
“And,” Continued Shaz “You know how she is, totally irresponsible, and always off her head. What if she gets preggers?”
“Yeah”
“God. You’ve done it, you know, what are we gonna do?”
“Yeah” Cyn nodded “We should find her and talk some sense into her”
“Right.” Shaz nodded “Give her the old ‘don’t sleep with Paul’”
“She’s not going to listen”
“I know”
*****
“Condom” Paul managed to groan as his pants hit the floor.
“What” Gabrielle was to busy kissing him to may attention
“I don’t have one” he repeated “Have you got anything?”
Gabrielle stopped kissing him. She didn’t. Her mouth hovered over his. “No” she said, kissing him lightly in the corner of his mouth “I don’t have anything”
Paul shook his head “I’m not getting you preggers”
Gabrielle groaned “Well you can’t very well go out there like that” she gestured down at his er… appendage.
Paul sighed and ignored her as she kissed his face and touched him. “You just take care of that then”
Gabrielle stopped kissing him, she looked at him in surprise “what the fuck are you on about?”
“Just do it” Paul groaned in distress and dropped his head on her shoulder and turned his face towards her ear “It doesn’t matter that I want to take you with everything in me,” he murmured, his breath warm the soft skin of her throat and she felt even sadder that they had no protection. “Gabby” he whined “I’m gonna die… then I really won’t ever get to fuck you up a wall”
“Fine” she muttered “Just… didn’t scream”
Paul pulled back and gave her an amused smile “You think you’re going to make *me* scream?”
“Oh, Paul,” he sighed and kissed him quickly “But I already have”
“Yeah right, you don’t even re-”
The door opened. Gabrielle felt her heart drop down to her feet.
“Hey fuck off” Paul snapped, “You don’t need to…. Oh fuck me, what’re you two doing”
“Oh come on Paul, like we weren’t going to fucking figure it out” Shaz snapped, she reached behind him and grabbed Gabrielle’s arm “We’re leaving
“Hey wait a mo” Gabrielle stuttered as Cy grabbed her other arm “Just fucking hold on. I can *do* what I like”
“You’re pissed” Cyn told her “You don’t know what you want. And you” she turned around to look at Paul “You should know better”
His mouth fell open “Wot!” he exclaimed loudly “We talked about it Cyn! This isn’t any of your business!”
“Yeah” Gabby insisted
“Work it out later” said Shaz “We’re all leaving”
“Hey!” With a shove from Shaz and a pull from Cyn they had her out of the closet and slammed the door with Paul still inside.
His mouth fell open.
If he didn’t have her soon…. He would go mad.