Chapter 17

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George's P.O.V.

Over the next week and a half we rehearsed at Glyn Johns' newest recording studio in London. I could not get away from the guy even if I tried to. Everyday I was reminded of my wife falling in love with another man.

We scrapped the idea of a television show at the end of these few weeks and are leaning more toward just a live performance and Paul and I have put our differences aside.

Glyn and Paul together came up with the bright idea to go up onto the roof of the studio in the heart of London with all of our instruments and play a free concert to all of London. No one knew how this would turn out but we're going to go through with it tomorrow afternoon.

We also already did record some tracks to play back and Glyn was a big part of making sure we sounded good upon recording us. He was like magic on making our records sound like what we wanted them to.

Last week I found out that Glyn Johns, record producer extraordinaire, had won over my wife's heart and I was absolutely gutted. I knew I had to be civil with him when I worked with him but I didn't need to hear about him and Lauren falling in love and I especially didn't want to hear about the fashion show. I overheard him and Paul discussing it the other day and I walked out of the room immediately.

Lauren spent a weekend with him last week after we had decided our marriage could be over if she decided to end it and then she came back home and talked to me about how she was torn because of Ollie and the new baby.

Not because she loved me, not because being with him wasn't what she decided she wanted, she was torn because she loves him and doesn't want to complicate the lives of our children.

The worst part was that I knew everyone else knew what was going on in my marriage because of how close Glyn and Paul are and how close Lauren and Linda are. Everyone knows they are currently falling for each other and that our marriage is in ruins.

The only reason I am able to focus on my music and show up to work and do this show tomorrow afternoon was because of my intense meditations every morning and evening that keep me mellow. I meditated this morning for what felt like ten minutes but had really been an hour or more. It was that intense.

When I walked downstairs afterwards, I saw Lauren and Annie talking in the kitchen.

I said hello to them and then walked back out of the kitchen, I didn't want to ruin my content mood.

"Wait, George..." Lauren called out and followed me to the studio where I went to grab some of my notes to bring into work.

I stood there looking at my papers at the mixing table and didn't want to turn around to look at her.

"George," she spoke.

"Lauren," I just said calmly in response.

"How are you not angry?" she started crying, "I don't know if that's what's so confusing to me... I don't want to give you an ultimatum but you haven't fought for this... for us."

"Glyn is a good guy," I said to her, "there's nothing wrong with him."

It was true. He literally has no flaws. He's talented, charitable, and doesn't have a dishonest bone in his body. I don't even dislike him currently after all of this.

"So are you," she said to me.

"I've been unfaithful to you in our marriage and I've kissed my ex girlfriend in front of the whole world...I've hurt you and you stayed, but now you deserve to be free to decide who and what you want."

I still wasn't looking at her, I just couldn't face it.

"I told him that I wanted to try and make things work with you, that I wanted to choose my family right now, especially with this baby on the way."

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