And then he saw someone else and all those thoughts of Gabby flew right out of Paul’s head. He felt slightly ashamed, because Gabby was just his friend. Just his friend and nothing more, but she ook precedent over *her*. And he’d thought of nothing but Gabby and being in her constant company for the past month. Thoughts of the other receded to that place in his brain which he should either push away entirely or not at all.
She caught his eye and waved at him. She looked gorgeous, in her spangly pale blue dress with it’s little white belt. Her red hair tumbled down her back. Paul grinned back and she made her way over to him, looking intent on kissing him or hugging him or similar so Paul maneuvered himself behind large pillar with schedules tacked up on it.
“Hi” she beamed throwing her arms around her neck.
“Hi Jane” he whispered back, breathing in the scent of her hair, like fresh springy citrus.
He didn’t think about what anyone else might smell like.
“How are you” Jane gushed “I thought for a minute there we wouldn’t see each other.”
Was she expecting him? Oh wait. Damn it. She had mentioned this last time he’d been in London, hadn’t she.
“Well, here I am” Paul said slowly. He kissed her on both cheeks. “How’re things?”
“Super” she enthused “I’ve just got offered this play part”
“Oh brilliant, and um… how’re your family”
Bah, why was he talking to her like she was the press.
“Great, Claire’s gone nutters for you lot. Don’t feel bad, but George’s her favorite though” she joked, her blue eyes twinkling. “And the offer still stands for you to… live with us” she turned shy “If you like”
“Erm… thanks, luv. Really, I’m not sure if I’m ready to move down to capitol city yet”
“Right” Jane shrugged “That’s fine. Do you have plans while you’re here?”
He explained the situation with Abby Road and the two shows at Shepard’s Bush and then Sweden. And then he suggested they get together again. And then without meaning to he spurted out.
“DO things seem really awkward to you too, Janie?”
Her eyebrows rose “How do you mean?” she asked
“I don’t know. With us… awkward”
She paused. “Paul, *is* there an Us?”
Paul looked down at her and was suddenly very much wanting to kiss her. SO he did, waiting to be slaped away the whole time.
“Ok” she murmured afterwards. “I guess that means yes”
They moved out from behind the pillar and for a moment no one surged towards Jane Asher and Paul McCartney. It was that sort of non-privacy two celebrities get every now and then. Paul hesitate dbefor holding Jane’s hand and she led him over to some of the actors who were on her show.
Henry, the talent booker, or whatever the bloody hell he was tapped Paul on the shoulder. “Brian wanted me to tell you to be ready to go in ten.”
“right, ta” Paul nodded
Henry looked at Jane and then down at their coupled hands and then back up at Paul. He grinned. “Make sure you let George know, he seems to be busy”
Paul looked over at George. He had his arm round Gabby and seemed to be ranting at her. Most likely about how board he was.
Paul laughed and Jane frowned. “Who’s that girl?” she asked
Gabrielle looked over at them then. She obviously saw Paul and then Jane and oh god, don’t let George say anything, Paul pleaded internally.
“Paul?” Jane asked
“Sorry, luv. That’s Gabby, a friend from Liverpool”
“Is she with George?” Jane asked “They’re so cute”
“No, they’re just good friends” Paul said quietly. “Brother and Sister practically”
Gabby looked away quickly and George must have said something quite funny because she busted u p into hysterics just then and hit him round the head.
“Oh,” Jane grinned ‘Can I go say hi? If she’s down here with just you four then she’s probably gagging to be around some females”
Paul’s head was starting to hurt. Jane led him over to Gabby and George. George made a big show o0f greeting Jane like she was his long lost best friend, kissing her and hugging her and bragging to Gabby that they were old friends.
“Hullo Gabby” Jane held her hand out and Gabby shook it pleasantly “I’m Jane Asher”
“Gabby Gallagher” Gabby smiled. “You’re on telly, then?”
“Yes” Jane smiled sheepishly “Have you spent some time in America?”
“Yes,” Gabby g grinned “How d’you know?”
‘I can hear it in your accent” Jane shrugged
“Oh, right” Gabby nodded. There was an awkward pause. So… how do you know the lads?”
The pause stretched on. George coughed.
“Erm,” Jane swung her and Paul’s hands forward “We’re… together”
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