Imagine... The Beatles

When We Was Fab

George Imagine :||

"Y/N." George called. You stopped folding the laundry, and called back. "Yes, dear?" You and your husband, George, have been married since 1965. It's 1969, and you still are obsessed with The Beatles. "Come here, love." George says, and you walk to go find him.

You found him in the kitchen, eating handfuls of potato chips. He did this when he was nervous. "What's wrong, dear?" you ask him, rubbing his shoulders. He hesitated, and a few tears fell. "Y/N.... I'm so sorry." George sobbed. You looked at him, "What?"

"The Beatles.... we are breaking up."

These words hurt you. Sure, they're just a band, right? Think again. They aren't just any band. They changed Rock N Roll, forever. And each member, including George, you loved like a brother.

Tears stained your eyes, as you looked at your husband. You know you shouldn't be mad at him. It's not his fault. But, you just can't help but glare at him, and walk away. George walked after you, grabbing your hand. "Y/N, please. Just listen! The lads and I just can't get along anymore! Since Brain died...." George started to say.

You cut him off. "Just, leave me alone." George sighed, "You never listen." You turn to your husband, and cry. "I never listen?" you sob. George, regretting what he said, hugged you. "No! No, love! Please don't cry!" Tears stained your face, as you sobbed into his shoulder.

"I love you." you sob, kissing his cheek. George smiles. "I love you too." he says, rubbing his thumb along your cheeks to dry the tears. "That's when we was fab." he says, sighing. "It's okay. I understand." you say. George smiles sadly at you.

"Thank You, Y/N."

The End.
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