Nowhere boy

Chapter 9

The lads played a few pubs but then the guy in charge of us realised George was to young to be there. The police came and we tried to defend him.

"Im 21, im the adult here and i can look after him" John tried to protest but they wouldnt let him stay

"Please im even older then John, can we at least look after him" Stuart then tried to protest

"Sorry Mr Sutcliffe, hes going back to Liverpool" the policeman said grabbing George by the collar

Knowing we couldnt win we sat down on the beds.

"We cant perform now, we do have two guitarists, John and myself, but its wrong perfoming without George. Were not the Silver Beatles without him" Paul said

We all agreed that we would wait it out until the flight home. Poor George would be in Liverpool alone. That evening me, John and Stuart went out for the night. We ended up at a posh restaraunt Astrid reccomended Stuart.

"So...whens the wedding?" John asked dragging out the so

"We dont know when" I replied looking to Stuart

"I think lets have the baby first then decide" Staurt said

After the food we went back to the hotel and this time Pete and Paul had made a big mistake.

"What did you two try doing?" I asked grabbing my new guitar

"Making a candle out of a condom" Paul replied as police arrived for the second time

And this time they were deported back to England. Me, John and Stuart sat in the hotel with our instruments out that night. We coukdnt find anything better to do apart from worry about the rest of the band. They didnt have enough of a band to perform so cancelled the rest of the shows.

Me:

There are places i remember
Some have gone and some remain

Before i could try and write anymore the two stopped me.

"What was that?" John asked

"I dont know, its just somthing i began writing. It hasnt got a title yet" I replied

After ten days we were back in Liverpool getting ready for christmas. The band went to Johns for christmas as we wanted to spend it together but Johns Ant Mimi didnt want to be alone. Pete brought a friend with him, his name was Richard Starkey but we all called him Ringo. I got Ringo to also sign my guitar and that afternoon we had a sing. I felt like I belonged with the band. After mine and John's rocky start I knew this was where I belonged. Me and Ringo were instant friends and I loved Stuart with all my heart. But me and John had a friendship i never expected. I loved them all in different ways.