Sweet darling

~Chapter 5~

I woke up extra early today to put on a cute outfit. Not for any reason in particular, but just because I felt like it. I wore lacy blue sundress. I always like it, I just never really wore it too much. I didn't wanted to get it dirty. I walk outside ready to get in my car, until someone pulled up in my driveway. I thought it was Ringo, but it was Geo. "Hey Geo, whats going on?" I ask him. "Just driving to school. Need a lift?" He asked sweetly. "Sure," I say nodding. "How was it?" George asked, with a smirk. "How was w-what," I asked, hoping Rings didn't say anything else about last night to him. "How was the kiss? You know, the one from last night when he walked you home," he exclaimed. "I don't know what you're talking about," I answer. "Don't lie to me. Ringo told me everything. He seemed really happy about it too," George said, more serious this time. I couldn't help but smile to myself. "Well, if you must know, it was delightful," I reply to him. "Is the date tonight?" George asked. "He told you about that too? Jesus, he never talks but when he does he never shuts up," I whispered. "Is that why you're dressed like you're going to picnic? The dress looks good on you, by the way," Geo said. "You get annoying sometimes, you know that?" I say to him. "I think I see your boyfriend," George says. "Where?" I say, my face face lighting up. "So you do like him!" George yells. "Maybe just a little bit," I say, sighing. "Don't tell the others, I want them to figure it out on their own," I smile at George. We walk to Ringo, who was smoking. I was a little shocked when I found out he smoked, but pretty much everyone does. When he noticed me he put down the cigar. "Are you smoking?" I ask him. "N-no.." he says to me. "Don't lie to me," I say. "Its a bad habit," he says sighing. "Cmon, lets go," I say to him, grabbing his hand. He intertwined my fingers with his. "Aww," George said, walking with us. "Shut up Geo," I muttered. We walk into class, and as I sit down, Ringo kisses me. "Rings!" I yell at him, smacking his arm. "Whats gotten into you?" I jokingly say. He whispers something that I couldn't hear, but im sure it was nothing.

"Everyone, just a reminder that the dance is coming up," our teacher says. I completely forgot about it. I remembered about what George said. I wanted to go with Ringo, but I don't think its his type of thing. I look behind me to see Ringo writing something down on a piece of paper. Maybe its a new song? "Whats that?" I ask, looking at his paper. He quickly covers it up with his hand. "Just something I've been working on," he said. "Can I see it?" I ask him. "Its not done," he says, looking at it. "Please," I beg him. "At lunch," he says, smiling to himself. "Hey, George, does Ringo have a date to the dance?" I asked him curiously. "No, he would've told me by now. Wait, you mean he didn't ask you? The dance is tomorrow," George said to me. He was visibly confused, and disappointed. After the bell rang, George walked up to Ringo, and whispered something in his ear. "What was that about? I ask Richie. "Just about a girl he asked out to the dance," Rings responded. "Are you gonna go to the dance?" I ask him. "I don't have any to go with, so probably not," he said, sighing. "What about me?" I ask him, shyly. "Its not really my scene," he said. Why was he being so secretive? I thought he would jump at the opportunity to go to the dance with me. Maybe I'm wrong about this whole thing. Maybe he doesn't actually like me and he was lying for some reason. "Ya feeling alright love?" George asked, as I was watching Richie walk away. "Yeah, I just don't know whats gotten into Richie, I asked him if he wanted to go to the dance and he said it wasn't his scene. I knew he doesn't like parties, but I don't even know if he likes me," I say, looking at the ground. "Thats weird," Harrison pointed out. I nodded and walked in the classroom keeping my head down. I look over to see Paul staring staring at me. I gave him a confused look. "What happened with you and Ringo?" He asked, and he seemed just as confused as I was. "I don't know, I don't think he likes anymore," I say to Paul. "He finally admitted it?" Paul said to you. Oh shit! I forgot he didn't know. "Nope, I don't even know what you're talking about," I say to Paul. He looks at me awkwardly and carries on with reading. That was a close one.

It was lunch time again, and Ringo and I were the first ones at the table. I sat next to him, as Geo squats down next to me. "Did you talk to him?" George asks. "No," I say, turning to look at Ringo. I reach for his hand under the table, but he pulls away. Somethings on his mind, I just don't know what it is. "Can I see it now?" I ask Richie, referring to his piece of paper. "Sure," he said, giving me a slight smile. I look at the paper and it said 'P.S: I Love You'. I read over the lyrics. It was a very cute song. "Have the others seen it?" I ask Ringo. "No, well Geo basically spied on me last night, so he saw it, but he's the only one," Ringo answered. "I like it a lot, its really cute," I say to him. "I wrote it for..for someone," he said, smiling a bit. "Thats really sweet! Who's it for?" I ask him. "Its for the funniest, loveliest, most amazing person I know," he said, reaching over to hold my hand. "You really love George, don't you," I say, looking at him eat a biscuit. "What?" George said to me. "Don't speak with food in your mouth," I said to him, patting his cheek. "Yep, I dedicated a whole song to my favorite lad," Ringo said, laughing. "I wrote it for you, and only darling," Richie said, looking my eyes. "You're adorable," I say, kissing his cheek. Paul gives us a look. "Don't lie to me, I know you told each other how you both feel," Paul said, looking at us. "Don't tell Lennon, we want him to figure it out on his own," Ringo said to Paul. Richie and I both giggle to each other. "Boys, Ringo wrote a song and I think you guys should read over it," I said, looking at Paul and John. "Oh cool, let me read it Rings," John said. I look at Ringo, who looks very flustered. "What the hell Ace," he said to me. "I thought you wanted them to see it," I say, giving him my best puppy dog eyes. "Well yes, but not right now," he said, vigorously blushing. "Its good, please let them read it, for me," I say, holding his hand tighter and leaning on him. "Fine," he muttered to himself. He handed the paper to John. John grazed the paper. "It has potential," he said, handing it to Paul. Paul scanned the words and handed it back to a mad looking Ringo. "I think I know who its for," Paul said, grinning at me. "Who?" John asked, clueless. "Think about it," he said. "The only person I can think is Ace, but that cant be," John said, looking at us. "Totally," I say, agreeing with him. There was an awkward tension that lingered around the table. "Darling," Ringo said to me. "Yeah?" I say to him. "Will you be my date my date to the dance?" "Ringo said getting on one knee, like he was proposing. "Yes, yes I will!" I say, blissful that he decided to come. I jumped into his arms as he swung me around. Everyone looked at us and they rolled there eyes. We didn't care, we were too happy to. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist and began kissing him. He kissed me back, with love and passion. Before we got in trouble, he put me down. "Still think the song wasn't about her?" Paul asked John. John just stood there with a look of shock.

(A/N: I know the song wasn't written by Ringo, but for the sake of the story act like it was)