~Thomas Brodie Sangster Imagines~

-Paul McCartney- •I will never forget those eyes Pt. 2•

Your POV
I knocked on the door of John's house. I waited until the door opened "Y/N? What are you doing here?" John asks "I'm bored" I tell him. I take of my coat and walk into the living room "Uh Y/N, we are kinda busy here" John tells me as my eyes met the Chocolate Brown ones. It was Paul "H-Hi" I stutter "Hello" he says "Y/N, Dear! How long has it been?" I hear John's mother say "I have no idea Mrs. Lennon" I say she grabs my arm and leads me towards the kitchen "So how are you?" She asks...

*Time Skip*

I walk out of the kitchen. I am really bored so I walk up to the two boys and wrap my arms around John from behind "What are you doing?" I ask them "Just playing little tunes" he tells me "Okay" I say sitting down between the two boys and look at them playing "What are you doing?" John asks "Watching. Why? Am I not allowed to watch?" I ask "You are but it's just a little annoying with your eyes glued on me" John tells me "He doesn't mind. Right?" I ask Paul. He smiles and shakes his head "Come on John please, I don't want to have more boring talks with your mother. Please" I beg him. I start to pout until he nods. I put my hands and my head on Paul's knee "What are you doing?" He asks "Looking at you, I haven't seen that much of you. Come on play something. You were great last night!" I tell him. He smiles and starts to play a little tune and starts to sing

Ooh, well I got a girl with a record machine
When it comes to rockin' she's the queen
We love to dance on a Saturday night
All alone where I can hold her tight
But she lives on the twentieth floor uptown
The elevator's broken down
So I'll walk one, two flight, three flight, four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight, more
Up on the twelfth I'm startin' to drag
Fifteenth floor I'm a-ready to sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

"Wow" I say looking at him "You are amazing! And amazing guitarist and singer" I tell him "I am not that good. Besides John is much better" he says "But I've seen enough from John. I've known him for years! Now I want to see more of you" I tell him "Um okay.." He says "Do you write songs too?" I ask him "Sometimes. Why?" He asks "Can you write a song for me? So I can have something special" I ask him "Um...I-I don't know" "Oh please" I pout "Okay!" He says. I giggle and look at him as they start to play again. One thing is for sure, I will never forget those eyes.

A/N: I know this one was short but I still hope you liked it! By the way a friend of mine just started an account here on wattpad. Her name is elytra17. She writes about Panic! At the disco so please check it out! Love you all!!
-Jay25211💜💜