george harrison imagines

there's someone else, isn't there?

he knew something was amiss. he knew i wouldn't tell him though.

i sat in my room, strumming my guitar when george walked into the eeriely quiet room as he cleared his throat, "i've got us tickets for the opera tonight. show starts at 5 pm."

"the opera?" i repeated, glancing up from my instrument. i made a face as i looked back down to my prized possession.

"yes. are you interested in accompanying me?" he questioned, eliciting an exasperated sigh from my lips.

"sure." i responded as george furrowed his thick brows together,

he had been meaning to ask me this question for quite the longest time. he always thought there was something going on but he couldn't find the right opportunity to ask me. he took a deep breath before asking the following question; "there's someone else, isn't there?"

it was here i stopped and looked up at him. i guffawed while i placed my instrument down, standing up to face my georgie, "what?"

"you heard me julia...is there somebody else? are you cheating on me?" he reiterated, scanning the floor to avoid any further humiliation.

"what makes you think that george?" i calmly whispered.

"it's just...we don't do anything anymore together. it's always i'm too busy, i have rehearsals, i'm staying at work late! i mean God jules the last time we had sex was 6 months ago! we don't even touch anymore." he sighed, sitting at the edge of the bed, pinching the brim of his nose.

i pouted a bit as i took a seat beside him. i placed a hand on his thigh, gently squeezing it as his dark eyes met mine. i smiled while i lightly kissed his lips, "there's nobody else. it's only you and it will always be you." I grinned.

"promise?" he whispered.

"promise. now let's get ready for that opera." i grinned as we got dressed.

***
at the opera he kept his hand beneath my studded beige dress. he massaged my thigh as i hummed in content. i looked over at him wearing his black tuxedo, smiling at how beautiful the two of us looked. we both interlocked our fingers as we watched the show.