~George's pov~
My alarm clock went off again. I did the same thing I did yesterday morning. I went to work. I clocked in. My shift started. 5 customers had came in since I got there. I looked at the clock. 12:00. I wondered if Ringo was going to come today. I daydreamed about kissing him. The bell above the door rang. My head shot straight up to face the door. It was Ringo! "Hi Ringo." I said to him. "Hello George." He replied. "What can I get you today?" I asked him. "Same thing I got yesterday." "Ok, 1 cubano and 1 coke coming right up." I said. He stood in front of me while I made his sandwich. "So, do you maybe want to get coffee after your shift ends?" He asked. "Yeah." I answered. "Ok so when do you get off work?" He asked. "2:00." I reply. "Ok, that's perfect. How's the café down the street?" He asked. "That's good." I answered. "Here's your sandwich and coke." I handed him his sandwich and drink. "How much?" He asked. "It's on the house." I said. Maybe he would catch on and realize that I like him if his lunch is free? He sat down at the same table as yesterday and ate his lunch.
~Ringo's pov~
Ok I think he likes me too. He gave me my lunch for free. He wouldn't do that if we were just friends. I asked him to get coffee with me after work and he said yes! I'm so excited. 2 hours. How does he possibly expect me to wait that long? Well I'm going to have to wait.
A/N: sorry that George's povs are way longer than Ringo's! It's just that I hardly have anything to add for Ringo after George basically narrates the whole part. I might start some parts with Ringo. We'll see.
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My Princess (Starrison)
FanficJust another Starrison fanfic. Read it if you want. Warnings I guess: light swearing, some smut #184 in Liverpool