Imagine... The Beatles

I'm Happy Just To Dance With You

George Imagine :||

The Cavern Club stunk like horse ass. No, it stink like rotten fruit and male body oder, but must compare it to horse ass.

This is where we start, in The Cavern Club. Where your favorite band is performing. The Beatles. You've always fancied George. You share lockers at school, have almost every class together, even though he's hardly there.

But tonight? You never go out partying. Your a good girl. And you don't want your parents bad at you. But your parents are in Sussex tonight, thy won't know. What they don't know won't kill them.

You walk up to the stage waiting for the lads to start the show. Soon, they arrive on stage. You caught them all staring at you. Maybe because your a good girl, and never go out partying! Or it was your clothing. Your Blue Satin dress, black flats, and matching Satin Bow.

John, still staring at you, says into the mic, "Hello? Ah, Hello! Well you know us, so we would first like to start off with Mr. Moonlight. Paul, opening chord, please?" Paul takes his eyes off you for a second. He steps up to the mic, and belts out the opening, trying to find you again.

Ringo, toke his eyes off you, seeing another bird he fancied. But George, he never let his eyes off you. John and Paul did, but they always found you again. Then it came time for George to sing.

"Um..... Oh! Yeah, this song is something I wrote, and it's called I am Happy Just To Dance With You." George says, looking at you still.

Soon, the song is over. "Thank You!" George says, walking off stage. You wondered off to the bar. The bartender, hands you a beer. "It's on me." he says winking at you.

You look over to see The Beatles walking out in the crowd. You slip your hair behind your ear. A tap comes from behind, turning around, you see who it is. George Harrison.

"Is that you, Y/N?" he ask. "Yes." you say. He stares at you. "I mean, you look great!" George says. You giggle. "Your beautiful...." George says. Your heart flutters. You take George's hand. "Thank you." you say.

~~ Two Hours Later ~~

You and George talked non stop! "What time is it, love?" you ask George. George looks at his watch. "American time, 12:30 am." George says. "I got to get home!" you say. "I can give you a ride." George says.

Soon your at your house. George walks you to the front door. "Can I see you again?" George ask. "Yeah. Come to school, we share lockers and have nearly ever hour together." you tease him.

George wraps his arms around your waist and kisses you. "Bye Y/N! It was amazing just to dance with you! See you at school!" George says, handing you his phone number. "Wait!" you say. You run inside the house and write your phone number. You hand it to George, who smiles.

The next day, George calls you.