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The wind made it a little chilly but Paul still rolled up his sleeves as he sat down in the grassy field. He ran his fingers through his hair, still trying to get used to his new haircut. I could feel his eyes on me. We had been best friends for so long, he knew something was wrong.
"Melody, it'll be okay. John'll treat you better in time. I know he will." He knew exactly what was wrong.
"Well how do you know?" I asked. "He was exactly this way before we broke up and now that we're back together he remains the same." My long hair blew into his face and he pretended to suffocate.
"I'm seeing blonde!" he said, swinging his arms around. I didn't laugh so he just pushed my hair my hair out of his face slowly. Confused, I laid down in the grass and stared up at the clouds. Paul laid down with me, running his fingers through his hair one last time.
"I don't get it. He tells me he loves then he cheats on me?" Paul didn't say anything, he just turned his head to look at me. Then he pointed at a cloud up in the sky.
"Hey, uh, look at that," he said. "It looks like John, doesn't it?"
"What do you mean, it-it looks more like a pig," I said, rolling my eyes.
"Well, Mel, that's what John is." I looked at him and smiled. "It's nice out, isn't it? Very sunny."
"Yeah....it is." I continued to stare at the 'John' cloud. My eyes stung with tears and I could feel them running down the side of my face. I usually wasn't this sensitive.
"Mel, it's gonna be okay. Don't cry." He patted my arm and turned over on his side.
"But how am I supposed to keep him from cheating on me? He said he loves me...but I just can't believe him. And, and I just love him so much...." I looked over at Paul, he seemed upset. "Do you think-"
"Melody....I-I have something important to tell you. I can't stand it when you talk about John," he said, closing his eyes. "And...and I haven't told anybody this...I love you." My eyes went wide, but I didn't believe him. "You're so beautiful and John doesn't deserve you, he doesn't treat you right. If you were with me I'd treat you right. You're so sweet and smart. You're also talented and funny and...and beautiful. I don't know how John doesn't see what I see. I've never met anyone like you, Mel, and I wish I could be with you all the time. We've known each other for four years now and I've been much too nervous until now to tell you." He had opened his eyes and was staring into mine.
"You're...you're joking," I said with a small laugh. He shook his head slowly.
"I wish I was." I looked back up at the clouds as Paul laid back down, I could still feel his eyes on me though. He cleared his throat and started singing.

I've just seen a face I can't forget the time or place where we just met.
She's just the girl for me and I want all the world to see we've met, hmmm.
Had it been another day I might've looked the other way and I'd have never
been aware but as it is I'll dream of her tonight, la da da da da da.
Falling, yes I am falling, and she keeps calling me back again.

I didn't look away from the sky.
"I wrote that about you, the night we met... April 17, 1956. It was a Friday." He sighed when I didn't answer him and looked up at the sky himself. "I shouldn't even be saying this....you love John, you said it yourself."
I turned my head to look at him and saw something I had never seen before. A sparkle in his eyes. In that moment I started noticing things about him. In the four years I had known him I always knew he was funny but I never realised how funny. I had always known he was talented but never realised how talented. I always knew he was sweet but never realised how sweet. I had always knew he was handsome but never realised how handsome, until that moment.
I leaned over to him and noticed tears running down his face. I kissed his cheek then laid back down on my spot in the grass. He didn't move. I had done before, with John, George, and Stuart as well. I leaned over and kissed his cheek again then laid back down. He didn't move an inch...again. I started to get frustrated with him. Then, I rolled over on top of him and pressed my lips to his. His lips felt soft and warm. I wish I had been feeling that magical feeling while kissing him longer. His eyes went wide, but he managed to kiss me back. I let go then rolled back over to my spot.
"Wh-what was that about?" he asked, his face was red, he was nervous. I snuggled my head onto his chest.
"I just want you to know....I want to be with you," I said, closing my eyes.
"But what about John?"
"He's never been as sweet to me as you are." I put my arms aroud the back of his neck and he slowly put his around me. "Y'know....I've never noticed this before but...you're cute when you're nervous." I giggled and snuggled closer.
"What does this mean?"
"It means I want to be with you, not John. And it means you're the one I've been in love with this whole time, not John."

Description
The wind made it a little chilly but Paul still rolled up his sleeves as he sat down in the grassy field. He ran his fingers through his hair, still trying to get used to his new haircut. I could feel his eyes on me. We had been best friends for so long, he knew something was wrong.
"Melody, it'll be okay. John'll treat you better in time. I know he will." He knew exactly what was wrong.
"Well how do you know?" I asked. "He was exactly this way before we broke up and now that we're back together he remains the same." My long hair blew into his face and he pretended to suffocate.
"I'm seeing blonde!" he said, swinging his arms around. I didn't laugh so he just pushed my hair my hair out of his face slowly. Confused, I laid down in the grass and stared up at the clouds. Paul laid down with me, running his fingers through his hair one last time.
"I don't get it. He tells me he loves then he cheats on me?" Paul didn't say anything, he just turned his head to look at me. Then he pointed at a cloud up in the sky.
"Hey, uh, look at that," he said. "It looks like John, doesn't it?"
"What do you mean, it-it looks more like a pig," I said, rolling my eyes.
"Well, Mel, that's what John is." I looked at him and smiled. "It's nice out, isn't it? Very sunny."
"Yeah....it is." I continued to stare at the 'John' cloud. My eyes stung with tears and I could feel them running down the side of my face. I usually wasn't this sensitive.
"Mel, it's gonna be okay. Don't cry." He patted my arm and turned over on his side.
"But how am I supposed to keep him from cheating on me? He said he loves me...but I just can't believe him. And, and I just love him so much...." I looked over at Paul, he seemed upset. "Do you think-"
"Melody....I-I have something important to tell you. I can't stand it when you talk about John," he said, closing his eyes. "And...and I haven't told anybody this...I love you." My eyes went wide, but I didn't believe him. "You're so beautiful and John doesn't deserve you, he doesn't treat you right. If you were with me I'd treat you right. You're so sweet and smart. You're also talented and funny and...and beautiful. I don't know how John doesn't see what I see. I've never met anyone like you, Mel, and I wish I could be with you all the time. We've known each other for four years now and I've been much too nervous until now to tell you." He had opened his eyes and was staring into mine.
"You're...you're joking," I said with a small laugh. He shook his head slowly.
"I wish I was." I looked back up at the clouds as Paul laid back down, I could still feel his eyes on me though. He cleared his throat and started singing.

I've just seen a face I can't forget the time or place where we just met.
She's just the girl for me and I want all the world to see we've met, hmmm.
Had it been another day I might've looked the other way and I'd have never
been aware but as it is I'll dream of her tonight, la da da da da da.
Falling, yes I am falling, and she keeps calling me back again.

I didn't look away from the sky.
"I wrote that about you, the night we met... April 17, 1956. It was a Friday." He sighed when I didn't answer him and looked up at the sky himself. "I shouldn't even be saying this....you love John, you said it yourself."
I turned my head to look at him and saw something I had never seen before. A sparkle in his eyes. In that moment I started noticing things about him. In the four years I had known him I always knew he was funny but I never realised how funny. I had always known he was talented but never realised how talented. I always knew he was sweet but never realised how sweet. I had always knew he was handsome but never realised how handsome, until that moment.
I leaned over to him and noticed tears running down his face. I kissed his cheek then laid back down on my spot in the grass. He didn't move. I had done before, with John, George, and Stuart as well. I leaned over and kissed his cheek again then laid back down. He didn't move an inch...again. I started to get frustrated with him. Then, I rolled over on top of him and pressed my lips to his. His lips felt soft and warm. I wish I had been feeling that magical feeling while kissing him longer. His eyes went wide, but he managed to kiss me back. I let go then rolled back over to my spot.
"Wh-what was that about?" he asked, his face was red, he was nervous. I snuggled my head onto his chest.
"I just want you to know....I want to be with you," I said, closing my eyes.
"But what about John?"
"He's never been as sweet to me as you are." I put my arms aroud the back of his neck and he slowly put his around me. "Y'know....I've never noticed this before but...you're cute when you're nervous." I giggled and snuggled closer.
"What does this mean?"
"It means I want to be with you, not John. And it means you're the one I've been in love with this whole time, not John."