One day, in June, I was outside listening to
the radio on the backporch. Then suddenly I hear what I
didn’t think that I heard right, the Beatles were coming! I was so
thrilled to even hear that! My wish was finally coming true! Or at least
just a little part of it. So I went down to the local music shop,
which wasn’t far from the house, and bought my ticket for the concert that
was in two days! I really couldn’t wait so up the stairs I
went, lightning fast for that moment, and into my bedroom. I
quickly looked through my closet for something to wear. But at long
last, I found a short but long enough, green short sleeved dress.
Hmmm, I thought, now which shoes! Aha! I knew that I had a pair of
green knee length boots that I hadn’t worn since I bought them because
there wasn’t any big enough occasions to wear them to, but now
this was something worth wearing them for!
The next day, I went down to the local
hotel that was a
short walk as well, and I found thousands
of fans outside the entrance to wait for the Beatles to come
and possibly get a look at them. But I was there because I had to
go see my dad who worked there at the hotel. Everyone knew who I was
so they let me in. But as soon as I got inside everyone was rushing
around possibly getting everything ready for them and of course I
had a part-time job at the hotel so I put on my uniform and went
to pitch in with the help.
At last I had found my dad instructing us
where to put
everything and how it’s supposed to look.
Once my dad spotted me, he quickly went over to me and said,
“Jayne, why are youhere helping out with all of this stuff?”
“Well, for being the good, helpful person
that I am, I just wanted
to help out you guys so you wouldn’t get
anything wrong or
something to go missing around here.”
“Oh alright then, Could you go and see what
is going on in that kitchen
please?” So off I went into the kitchen and saw what
they were upto and
pitched in. As I walked around getting
things in their places and fixing dishes as well, I saw loads of Rum
and Coke both in little bottles individually. Then as I was
coming out because my dad had told me to go out, I saw all the fans
start moving, pushing, shoving, elbowing each other to
get to the car that was now entering to go and drop them off.
Then my dad told me to be careful and
polite to ‘our guests’ during their stay. So my dad sent me to the
door to greet them. Just as they were coming out of the
vehicle, I realized that ‘our guests’ were the one and only the Beatles!
I thought that I would faint or something but I held onto
the door frame for balance. As they came upto the door, I
opened it and let them in but I was careful not to leave the door
open too long for fear of the fans coming in and storming the
place just to find them. As I snapped out of the daydream
I was in, my dad
told me to go show them to their room. So I
went to them and acted very casually. But coming to
think of it, I really think that they thought that I didn’t know
who they were because I was jittery or screaming put on a crummy
smile or anything. As the elevator opened up on their floor, I
stepped out and led them to the suite that they were
staying in. When I opened the doors, the boys immediately ran
inside and into their rooms. And I let them be once they
had all of their bags. Then about two minutes later, Brian, asked
me if I would like to
stay and chat for a while, but, I said that
I was really busy
and that maybe some other time. Then as I
was working in the
kitchen with the cooks, the room service
phone rang and I went
to pick it up because everyone else was
busy or occupied at
the moment and much to my surprise, it was
none other than Paul
on the other end of the line!
So I took their orders and gave them to the
cooks. As I
was about to hang up, I heard voices in the
background and then
a different voice
say,
“wait a minute miss, could we by any chance
get some rum and coke?”,
I thought for a moment and answered,
“why yes you can I’ll have everything up to
you as soon as
its all done ok?”, and
so then we finally hung up the phone
and got their drinks while their food was
being prepared. Then
as soon as the cook announced that the
meals were ready, I
came rushing in and took the food and put
it on the serving cart.
So I took it upto their room, knocked
lightly on the door but
just enough so that they would hear me. Of
course, out of all
the people in there that could have opened
the door, but that
sweet heart, Paul. I handed him the food
cart and the drinks
and I gave the very relieving bill to Neil.
Later that evening the
boys went out to the pool. While they were
out, I went in because
well, I was their maid for their rooms, I tidied up the place but left
everything where it was and took the dirty
dishes to the kitchen.
When the boys came back, I was still fixing
up the room and of
all the many reasons out there, since they
were drunk, John went
up right behind me and well, he uh, did
what nobody ever really
expected him to do, not even Neil or Brian
or even Mal.
After a few minutes of severe confusion, we
all broke out
into a laughing fit that no one seemed to
be able to control.
Then once everyone calmed down, we all went
out to the little café
downstairs of the hotel or on the first
floor. At the café, we all
had a nice conversation going when
suddenly, Mal chimed in that
they had a press conference later so, that
meant that they
couldn’t stay long to even finish up their
drinks plus the
conversation but amazingly they did finish
both their
drinks and the conversation.
Later that evening, the boys came back
looking rather
drowsy from their press conference. As it
turned out, that’s
exactly what happened! First, they were
drowned with questions
from the press that they had heard before,
then, they were
bombarded with questions that they couldn’t
answer but well,
they tried to answer everybody the best
that they could. So when
they came in they immediately crashed
wherever they landed,
either on the couch, or the bath, or even
the kitchen area, and
the bedroom. As usual, Brian needed some
aspirin and water so
I went to go fetch some for him. When I was
almost out the door,
John asked me if I could get them some
‘ciggies’ from the shop.
When I came back, they were already
sleeping so I just
placed the ciggies beside them so they
would see them easily
when they got up the next day. Of course I
didn’t forget about
Brian and gave him his much needed
aspirin. But before I went
out to go home for the night, I heard one
of the boys mutter
my name, of course it turned out to be
John. What could he
possibly want at this hour? I thought.
Well, at least one of
them was kinda awake
for that matter. So I turned around and
went to his room. “What is it John?”, I asked. “Is something wrong?”
“No I just wanted to talk to you that’s all. That’s ok right?”
“Oh yeah sure that’s ok. So what’s up?
Anything new yet or what?”
“Well, yeah there is something new. We’re
making a new album for
this year’s holidays. I’m not sure how it’s
gonna turn out but I hope
that it’ll be good. So what’s up with you?”
“Nothing new at all really. But I’m getting
a horse for my birthday!
I’m so excited that I just can’t wait for
my birthday to come. Well, of
course I know how to ride. I’ve been riding
since I could walk!”
“Wow. I hope you have fun with it. Say,
when is your birthday? You never
told us or me for this matter.”
“Heh, heh. Sorry I guess I never thought
about that until now…
but it’s on the fifteenth of July. How
about you?”
“Mine is on the ninth of October.”
“Oh. Well that’s new. Well, goodnight.”
“G’night luv. See you tomorrow. Ta for the
ciggies and else you’ve
done.”
“Your welcome. Bye!”
So that night I went to sleep dreamless.
But in the middle
of the night I couldn’t sleep at all. Maybe
I just couldn’t help
being excited for my birthday next month or
maybe I just can’t
figure out why I just had the most
wonderful conversation
that I never thought would ever happen. A
few minutes later, I
slowly drifted off to sleep. The next day I
got up earlier than
I normally did and went into the hotel when
they had just opened
it up.
Everyone welcomed me and I just sat there
in the lobby
waiting for something to do. Then at the
right moment, as if on
cue, the room service phone rang and I went
to pick it up.
“Hello? Who is speaking?”
“Hello, yes this is Neil from room 518. I
would like to place an
order for the boys if you don’t mind.”
“Oh of course not Neil. This is Jayne the
girl from yesterday.
Yeah I’ll get on that right away.”
“Oh hello there well, the boys would like some
cornflakes if
you don’t mind at all. Thanks.”
“Oh I don’t mind I’ll get that to you right
away in a little while.
Bye.”
So I went and got the cereal, the spoons,
the bowls, and the
fresh milk and brung it up to them. Mal
opened the door
for me when I knocked on the door. As I
walked in I saw that the
boys were up and about but still a little
groggy from last
night. All were there except John. Where
could he possibly be? ,
I thought, maybe he’s on the balcony
outside. So after serving
Paul, George and Ringo, I went out to the
balcony and of course
as if I really knew it, sure enough there
was John, leaning against
the railing looking out to the seaside.
“Beautiful isn’t it?” I asked.
“Yea. It is lovely.”
“I brought your breakfast. Are you gonna
eat or stay out here
for a little while?”
“Both. Eat out here if it’s not a problem
is it?”
“No, it’s not a problem at all. I’ll be
back in a while or
whenever you guys finish up OK?”
“Alright ta Luv”
“You’re welcome. Bye.”
So I went back into the lobby and waited
for a few
minutes. Then I hear footsteps on the grand
staircase.
It actually sounded like someone running
like they were in
a hurry. I turned around just
in time to see Neil running
towards me, looking really panicky. “What’s
wrong Neil? Is
everything okay?”
“No. It’s really terrible! You better come
up here and see
for yourself what
I mean!”
“Okay Neil, lead the way!” So off we went
to see the ‘terrible’
thing. When we got to the room, everyone
was outside on the
balcony and yet again all but John. Then I
started to panic
really badly. I walked over to the edge of
the balcony to
see what would greet me oh so tragically.
As I looked down, I
saw a crumpled figure of what appeared to
be clothes! Then
as I looked harder, I saw that it was John!
It finally came to me,
John was trying to commit suicide! How
terrible!
That’s when I heard Paul, who was right
beside me, say, “Hold on
Johnny, hold on! We’ll get you don’t worry!”
Then I turned to go
out into the lobby and call an ambulance
and RNs but the line
was busy so I had to use someone’s
cellphone and call.
Just as I was getting a hold of the
hospital, Paul came up
behind me and took the phone from me. “What
are you doing?
We don’t want anyone to know. We can get
private help okay?”
“Alright, But why? I mean everything has a
way of getting to the
press and the reporters and all that crap.
What then?”
“Don’t worry about it. Neil will get right
on it right Neil?
“Yup!” So then Neil went away to get
private help and so now
Paul and I were all alone in the living
room area of their grand
suite.
I tried to move but somehow I was
immobilized. But something
in his eyes told me that everything was
going to be ok.
Then I got an impression that John was only
faking it so that
Paul could have ‘the girl’ and so that ‘the
girl’ could have Paul.
All this was spinning in my mind when it
all vanished because of
one thing… Paul kissed me. I didn’t know
what to say. I didn’t know
what to do. All I could think about was the
fact that Paul kissed me.
So for the rest of the day I stayed with
them and of course
my suspicions were correct about John just
faking it but I
really do think that he fell or maybe not
but whatever he did,
Neil sure looked pretty scared. Anyroad, Then
Paul asked me if I
was going to the concert that night and I
said, “Of course I am.
Why? Did you think that I wouldn’t and just
stay here the whole
night with nothing to do?
“Well in that case, why don’t you meet us
there in about
half an hour if it’s possible right?”
“Of course it’s possible. Okay meet you there in half an hour.”
“Alright bye then luv.”
“Bye Paulie.” So I leave and go back to my
house and eat a quick
dinner and get ready for the concert that
night. Looking
at my clock, I noticed that it was almost
time for me to leave
and meet them at the stadium, where they
were going to be playing
at, and so I hurried up and put on my boots
and flew out the
door saying “Good bye” to my parents.
Once I got there, I noticed a car driving
up slowly behind me.
Now this car wasn’t big and flashy, nor was
it a limo. IT was an
ordinary Ford or whatever with the boys all
packed inside. So I
stopped by the gate and waited for the gate
to open up. At first
I think Paul didn’t recognize me until I called
his name and so he
called me over and gave me a backstage pass
that no other
could get. I stayed with them until it was
time for the concert and
they went up on stage while I stayed
backstage but I was still
able to hear them and see them. After the
concert was over, we
went back to the hotel and of course my
parents were there
because they knew that I would be there
with the boys so they
bombarded me with questions and I tried my
best to answer them.
That night I stayed over with them and
partied till
I went home. The next day Paul came over
alone and caught me in
the kitchen making breakfast for everyone
in the house, with the
exception of him of course. So since he was
there he helped me with
everything. Then after breakfast, we went
outside on the porch and
just sat there talking. All of a sudden,
Paul makes me jump after
the quiet, peaceful moment we were sharing,
with a really surprising
question, “Jayne? I’ve never asked anyone
this before but I really need
to know the answer.”
“What is it Paul? It’s ok go ahead.”
“Well, I talked to your parents last night
and they’re ok with it first
of all, and well, Will you go on tour with
us? For the remainder of the
tour in this case?”
“How could I ever say no? Oh Paul! You’re
the best!” I said giving him a
kiss on the cheek.
“Your welcome luv. Oh and uh we’re leaving
tomorrow if that’s ok with
you.”
“Of course it’s ok Paul!” So then he left
and I went up to my room and
packed up my suitcase with enough for 3
weeks in it. The next day
Paul came back this time with Mal and put
my suitcase in the trunk
along with his own.
As the days went by, it was getting harder and harder to cope
with and endure. On the last day of the tour as we were heading
back to bring me home, we stopped at a little place that they
wanted to go to so we went. But one thing I least expected was
in store for me.
Paul went to a little corner table dragging me with him
while the others seemed oblivious to it. Then as I sat down, Paul
took my hand in his and said, "This has been really hard for me
to say this to you but I love you and I want you to tell me your
answer truthfully ok?"
"Alright, I will answer truthfully. Pop the question."
"Here goes, Jayne, will you marry me?"
I didn't know what to say or what to do but I felt hot, fresh
tears rolling down my cheeks as I held his hands in mine. After a
minute or 2 I finally said, "Yes, Paul yes I will. I love you 2." So then
he took the ring from it's case and put it on my right hand (because
i'm a lefty) and we went back to the table after I dried my tears.
As a year passed and of course I went to see Paul often
in London, England, and there we were planning our wedding.
After a whole lot of planning and making appointments with the
shops needed, the day finally arrived. We both were thrilled about
it, not to mention our parents as well. At the reception, we made
our little get away to the stables. Then we went back but
nobody noticed so that was good. And then I moved in with
him that summer and we lived in total peace.
The End:) I hope you liked it! Email me if you want me to write more
into it or another story ok? Thanks for reading!