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George :33

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marry me 😫😞🥲

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'Cause I'm happy just to dance with you

(Part 1)

Summary: Reader gets tickets to go and see their favourite band, The Beatles, and unexpectedly finds the love her life.

Words: 1.2k

Characters: George Harrison x female reader, friends of reader.

Authors note: this is my first fanfiction, so feedback would be greatly appreciated :) I had sm fun writing this, let me know if you want a part 2! Part one doesn't go into much detail, but part two will be more explicit (just a pre-warning haha).

1964.

Since their debut album was released in March of last year, they were all you could think about. Those four Liverpudlian lads had your heart, but one in particular caused your heart to skip a beat every time you heard his name.

George.

You weren't quite sure what it was that captivated you. Was it his shy, enigmatic nature? His fangy smile? His cheeky grin? Or his dimples? Whatever it was, you had fallen completely head over heels in love with him.

Of course you weren't the only one, though. After all, Beatlemania had broken out and you were more than certain that other girls felt the same way. But this didn't stop you from feeling a deeper connection with the musician.

You had spent months dreaming, longing, fantasizing about the fact that maybe, just maybe, one day you could be in the same room as him.

The dreaming, longing and fantasizing soon came to a halt, however, last Christmas...

You never expected to get much for Christmas as you come from a working class family and money was tight for your parents at this time of year, especially considering you were one of five children. But Christmas last year was different. Last year, you got the BEST present you could have ever received. You got 3 tickets to go and see The Beatles live in London this July!!! You were absolutely stunned!

Over the next 6 months, you had to think carefully about who you wanted to bring with you and after some careful consideration, you decided on bringing your two closest friends, both of which shared the same birthday (just a couple of days after yours, which actually happened to be the day of the concert!).

The day had finally come. It's all you've been able to think about for the last few weeks and it was finally, actually here. Although the concert didn't start until 8pm, the doors opened at 6:45pm, though this didn't stop you from arriving at 5pm!!! You wanted to be amongst the first people to arrive as you were keen on sneaking to the front. After queueing for nearly 2 hours, you were finally allowed in.

You ran with your friends to get drinks, ensuring you bought 3 each to avoid getting up midway through the show, and bolted to the front of the venue. You sat there, front row, growing increasingly more anxious as your watch reached 7:57. At about twenty-past-eight the lights finally faded, the opening acts disappeared and you instantly felt a shockwave of anticipation hit you.

Within minutes, the silence ceased and you heard the ebullient shout of "ONE TWO THREE FOUR!!!". It was the one and only PAUL MCCARTNEY!!! You almost fainted as the spotlights found their way to the stage and all you could see were the four faces you had lusted over for a year and a half. This time, however, they were there... Really there!!! In front of you!!!

You soon started singing and dancing along to their latest hit "A Hard Day's Night" with your friends before astonishingly locking eyes with one of the boys...

It was George. Of course it was. He was the man you had desired for so long.

You were instantly enchanted as you held your gaze with him. Although it only lasted a few seconds, it somehow felt like a lifetime. It was captivating. It was tantalizing. It was compulsive. You quickly looked away, as to not creep him out but felt an immediate sense of yearning. You were addicted and he was the drug.

You checked to see if your friends had noticed this extraordinary phenomenon, but to no surprise they hadn't as they were too busy dancing. You then bashfully returned your gaze to George, only to find him staring right back at you. You promptly felt your cheeks grow red as you looked into each others eyes.

In a matter of seconds, George looked away but as he did so, you saw the corners of his mouth curve upwards into a shy smirk. He then proceeded to lick his lips to disguise his toothy grin.

You were unsure what his smile meant but you were a fan. Before you knew it, the lights were starting to brighten and the interval had begun. Your friends decided to go and get more drinks but you thought it wise to stay where you were, as to not lose your seats.

While they were gone, you spent some time thinking about how surreal this whole experience was. This was the best birthday ever!! You started blushing at the fantasy that George might continue looking at you after the break had finished and they'd come back on stage.

You were sat there, smiling to yourself, until you were approached by a man in a tuxedo. You immediately felt a sense of dread as you imagined he was coming over to tell you to move from the front of the stage or something. However, this was far from what he wanted.

With no greeting, he asked you how you were and what your name was. You were perplexed but answered his questions without hesitation. He then smiled at you, brought his hand to yours and left a small piece of paper in it before departing. You stood there, utterly bewildered, before looking in your hand and reading what he had left.

"𝓶𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓻 𝓪𝓽 𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷. 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮."

This only confused you more. Who's this from? Who wanted to meet you at the bar? What did they want? And why eleven, the show ended at ten?!!! You figured it was a mistake, but you were still intrigued and planned on meeting in the arranged place.

Your friends then returned and said they saw you talking to some strange man. You contemplated showing them the note, but ultimately decided against it. "Yeahhh he thought I was someone else, that's all" you replied.

For the remainder of the interval, you sat there not uttering a word, still unable to process your eye contact with George.

Eventually, the band came back on and you immediately starting scanning the stage for George. The next song was "I'm Happy Just To Dance With You", which meant that George would be singing, which meant that he would be right at the front of the stage - right where you were.

He starting singing and you couldn't believe that you were literally standing about three feet away from the man of your dreams. For the entire song, you stood there staring lustfully at him. This feeling, however, turned from lustful to desirous when he sang the penultimate line.

"I've discovered I'm in love with you" he whined whilst locking eyes intensely with you.

You couldn't believe what had just happened. After all, you knew that George was the shy member of the band, which made his actions seem all the more unreal.

Unlike last time, your friends had actually noticed George look at you and were screaming at you and shaking you in disbelief. You didn't quite know what to do as you were in complete shock. Your mind then returned to the note you had been given about 15 minutes prior.

"GEORGE" you thought as your eyes widened in realisation.

You looked back up at the stage to find George tuning his guitar before bringing his gaze to meet yours again. You smiled incredulously at him and saw, what you could only just make out through the shadows of the stage, him wink.