Imagine... The Beatles

The Teddy Boy

George Imagine :||

Hair in a quiff, leather jacket on, cigarette in mouth, jeans on, white shirt, and boots. That's what George Harrison gave the image of. A Teddy Boy. Rough, tough, mean, lean, romping, stomping, Teddy Boy. But that's just outside appearance.

He's crumpling on the insides. His heart caving in. Someone bumped into him. "Watch it, buddy! I mean!! I'm sorry ma'am." George says, shaking his head. That someone, was you.

You are walking, holding your leather jacket. You feel like crying, letting all the tears rush out at once. But you decide not to. Why did you go to that party? It was a bad idea. To catch your boyfriend cheating on you. To see him making out with another girl.

You dumped him right on the spot, of course. He didn't care. He never cared. When you got sick, he didn't come see you. When your dog died, he didn't care. He never cared about you. He cared about your money. You had money, plenty of it. But, money can be lead to greed. And greed is a terrible monster that robs us of all our caring emotions. Greed makes you do risky things. Greed makes us hungry for trouble.

You feel a shoulder bump into you. "Watch it, buddy! I mean!! I'm sorry ma'am." a voice says, catching you of guard of your thoughts. You look up to see the strangers face. His hair is done up in a quiff. A cigarette hangs from his mouth, like a cowboy with a toothpick. His leather jacket indicates he's a Teddy Boy.

"A Teddy Boy? Saying ma'am? That's peculiar." you say, looking at him still. He looks down, blushing. "Im Y/N." you say, smiling, showing how your not mad at him. But those tears still long to escape. Your eyes burn from holding them in.

Your lips quiver, and one by one, the tears fall. "Don't cry, love! It's okay, I think. Just please don't cry!" George says, resting his hand on your shoulder.

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"Wow, that's awful." George says, leaning against the kitchen counter, with food in hand. You look down, and nod. "Y/N, why would somebody do that to you?" George ask, avoiding eye contact.

This guy is cute! You walk over to him, and hug him, feeling safe in his arms. He wrapped his arms around you, and pulled you closer. He stroked your hair, savoring you next to him.

He lifted your chin up, and kissed you passionately.

Love.... Is All You Need.

The End.
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