Singer's imagines

Magical Mystery

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    What if you woke up to a magical place, full of wonder and excitment? Well my dear, you'll find out today...

                                          
Before all of this, you take a pretty hard fall on the rough floor. Practically shattering your back in the process.
            
  Poor you, what a  hard fall you've taken. You try to wake up as the pain rushes to every inch of your body, but it was just too much.

                         "Oh dear..." the deep voice rang through your ears. Mumbles excaped your lips, making the mystery person ask you a few questions.

                            "Who are ye? Where did ye come from? What's yer name?" left from right, no break non-stop...damn what's with all these questions?

You had an excuse to look at him, and when you did. Your. Heart. Stopped. His blue eyes glanced at  you, within those few seconds you're put into a trance. "I'm a human, I'm from (Insert location) and my name is (Insert name). Anything else you need to know?" you raise yourself up from the ground, dusting your clothes off.

He brightly smiled at you. "Well hello Y/N, Welcome ta Magical Mystery Land!" his robe dragged along the grassy planes. It fit him perfectly. Your day dreams where sadly broken like your back when another man had apperd, but he was taller in height with some features to look at. His deep chocolate brown eyes locked into your soul, he set a little smile and wave, which you returned back sweetly. "Hi, I'm George Who are ye?" he walked infront of your small body, You looked up at him, sighing as sharp pains nearly split you in half. "I'm Y/N, hello george nice to meet you."

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Darkness.....you must be sleep...but where to be exact? A low tempting "Growl" rang through your left ear.
"What the fuck was that-" you look over, soon you're staring at some dingbat facing you off for no reason only to be creepy. He suceeded besties.

"AH!" you scream, waking up the others. "What's wrong darlin?" George frowns looking over to your direction. "John was staring me off while I was catching some zzz's"

the throbbing pain of your back made you hiss. Everytime you tried to sleep, you just couldn't. And the scary John wasn't really helping either.

So, with that said you lundge up from the sloft pallet fulled with warm fuxxy blankets . "And where are ye headed off ta?" Paul questioned as he crossed his arms, he knew you where hurt and he didn't want you out of his sight.

"Uhhh, I'm going to the bathroom..." you nerviously smile at him, while his gaze blazing into your soul. "Right...don' be too long luv." he walked back to mat, sitting on a few pillows.

You glided across the floor as you made your way to the kitchen, opening the fridge. It has poisions, candy wands, soda and baby carrots that whined. "What the fuck..." you quickly closed it back, staring into the darkness. Not knowing what to do.

You turned, walking to the couch. Falling on more soft cotton pillows. You grab the romote and on came the small box Telly. Flipping through the stations, you finally came across a movie that you actually wanted to watch. The Wizard Of Oz. How fitting? You snuggle up in the blankets, and the movie begun.

An hour and half passes..you're on the verdge of a falling in a deep sleep. But then you hear soft tapping noises like slippers. You look up and you see Ringo standing in the hallway with a blanket and snacks.
"R-Ringo? What are you doing out here?" you slowly bring yourslef up, patting on the seat right next to you.
He takes this aas a welcome to sit down. "Sorry if ye where sleepin, but tha others where knocked out and I decited ta come out here."

"Oh? Well you're very welcome to stay, I was just watching The Wizard Of Oz."
you sweetly smile at the boy. "Oh! Thas me favorite movie!" he exclaimes with excitement, snuggling into his blanket.

You two don't sleep for hours, eating snacks, talking and pillow fighting is all you wanted to at the moment, and even better, it was with Ringo! But soon you hear john's grumpy tired voice shout.

"SHUT THA FUCK UP AND GO TA BED!" "What a joykill" you say, snickering quietly. "I HEARD THAT!" John shouts once more, leading the both of you tucking yourselfs under the covers, saying your goodnights to eachother.

Welp that took too lobg to get this out, I hope you fuckers liked it. Pis E Luv✌️🚶.//

Ignore my spelling😭.//