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❝𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖎𝖙 𝖓𝖊𝖊𝖉 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖒𝖞 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊," 𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖉 𝕱𝖗𝖔𝖉𝖔.
"𝕾𝖔 𝖉𝖔 𝕴," 𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖉 𝕲𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖑𝖋, "𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖔 𝖉𝖔 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖊𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖘. 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖙𝖔 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖊. 𝕬𝖑𝖑 𝖜𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖉𝖔 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖌𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖚𝖘,❞

...

| March 26th, 1963 |

It's been only a day since George and Charlotte had shared their intimate moment, yet it feels like it's been months. They haven't spoken a word about it, although it's a much-needed discussion. 

It was a few minutes until the band could finish and go home, and that's when Charlotte decided to make her escape. She said goodbye to everyone in the small room and ran out the door with a protesting Isabel.

"They're going to be done soon anyway," She weaved through the traffic of people walking by.

"Yeah, but I wanted to talk to them afterward," Isabel groaned.

"Fab, but I'm trying to avoid two of them,"

"Who?" The drama caught her attention.

"John and George,"

"Why George? I thought you two got along," 

Charlotte looked around for a private place to talk and came across the janitor's closet. She swung the door open, practically threw her best friend inside, and bounded in along with her.

John's POV

"Let's go down to the pub," Paul suggested.

The other three agreed with a curt nod and walked down the hallway. 

"John and George," Their ears perked up when they heard the mention of their name.

John pressed himself flat against the wall and eavesdropped, as well as the other three.

"Why George? I thought you two got along," They recognized the voice as Isabel's.

The sound of a door opening and then shutting closed made the quartet peek out from the corner and step closer to the door. The four of them managed to place their ear on the door so that they could listen in closer.

"But anyways, I already have feelings for George," Charlotte hesitated to reveal that bit of information that's been eating away at her mind ever since it occurred.

"Really?!" Isabel gasped, fully rotating her body to face her friend.

"Yup, we kissed earlier this morning, like two am," She elaborated.

"That's amazing!!" Isabel cheered joyfully, wrapping her arms around Charlotte in a bone-crushing hug. "Are you two official yet?"

"We haven't talked about it," Charlotte couldn't hold back the grin briskly appearing on her face as she recalled how his lips felt on hers.

John, Paul, and Ringo immediately looked at George, whose face was completely a shade of deep red. 

"No! It's not awesome. He's gonna find someone ten times better than me; I'm just a nobody,"

"Maybe John's the one for you,"

John's eyes widened in shock, and he slapped his hand over his mouth, making a small sound.