-Beatles- ||IMAGINE||

#11 ||RINGO||

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DISCLAIMER:
This imagine was inspired by a quote of George Carlin.

#11 || Ringo ||

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Flat on your stomach on your bed, straight from school, you tried doing your homework but ended up doodling funny pictures of flowers and names.

In your room, your favourite Elvis track was spinning.

'You ain't nothing but a houndog!' Elvis's lovely voice rang out.

You smiled and started to move your foot to the beat. Unconsciously, you're hand had decorated the paper with the name 'Ritchie'. You looked at it and sighed. It was bad, you have developed feelings for him entirely.

The school dance was coming up but you weren't planning on going. One, no one asked you. Two, you don't know how to dance. Three, you didn't want to go with anyone but Elvis, maybe with the exception of Richard. You always laugh to yourself, like that was ever going to happen. Richard could have any girl he wanted, and he was older than you by a lot. The kid looked like he wanted to strangle Paul when you first met him, but you guess that is what's fascinating about Richard Starkey- he was secretly a sweetheart.

Richard and yourself have been hanging around lately, leaving Paul the perfect opportunity to tease you about it. His band would always ask if something was on between you and Ritchie always followed by the same response of 'no.' Of course it would look like that, for every time you were around the band at practice or just on the streets, you and Ritchie would always be walking by each other or sitting side by side. But you were for sure he didn't like you like 'that' anyways.

Mum was out on work and you were alone in the house. Then, a small 'tap' on the window happened. You looked up from your paper and froze. Another 'tap'. Someone was throwing pebbles. You quietly went over to the spinning disc and carefully lifted up the needle, stopping the music. You practically crawled to your window, careful not to be seen by whoever was throwing the pebbles. Slowly, you took a tiny peak outside and immediately felt relief when you realized it was just Ritchie.

"Oy!" You heard him yell. "Are you done playin' with Elvis up there!"

You felt a smile play at your lips.

"Can't have much fun when you're here now can I?" You yelled back. You stood up and let his eyes focus on you. He smiled widely, using his hand to block the noon sun from his eyes as he pretended to look hurt.

"Fine! Go on and be hormonal! I'll just come back tomorrow." He said turning around and taking dramatic steps away.

You laughed loudly and Ringo felt himself smile hearing it. "Wait, Ritchie!"

He turned around, but you were already gone from view and rushing downstairs.

Soon the front door opened and you greeted him with a huge grin on your face. "How long were you standing here?" You asked feeling a bit bad for making him wait.
He just shrugged and shook it off "Doesn't matter"

He nodded towards the street and raised an eyebrow, asking to take a walk. You nodded and fell in pace by his side, not bothering asking him why.

"Well sorry, me mums not home. I didn't hear you ring."

"Figured. It's alright now, we're both here aren't we?" He said while playfully wrapping his arms around your shoulder and pulling you to his body. You giggled before he released you.