the beatles imagines

back off (george)

he had dark eyes, and an infectious smile that made your knees fall weak. he was in your homeroom class and just looking at him made you wanna do nasty things.

you rushed into class one sunny wednesday morning when you saw george sitting by his lonesome. smirking to yourself, you decided to strike up a conversation with the young bloke.

"hey george! i- i know we don't talk much, but uhm i was wondering if uhm you'd like to go to a formula one race with me this saturday? my dad's got tickets and he said i can bring one extra person. would you be interested?" you hopefully asked, smiling internally.

it was right before he was about to answer, you noticed a girl stand up and make her way over to you both. it was anna, georges girlfriend. she sucked her teeth at you, looking you up and down before saying, rather bitchy, "back off (y/n). stop trying to steal my man."

you felt your blood boil, "trust me, it wouldn't take a lot to steal him anna. he's rather accessible." you spat while she and george gasped.

"i wasn't planning on jumping in bed with him. just wanted someone to hang out with. no need to get your size 'a' in a twist." you shrugged, glancing at her very small boobs.

she gasped and held them while you walked off, leaving a very speechless george and anna.