Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, life goes on! (The Beatles X Reader)

Chapter 10

"John."
"Ringo."
"Paul."
"Geo."
"It's George-"
"Ie! Georgie!" John laughed on the studio floor. George rolled his eyes and strummed his guitar. Paul was fiddling around on his bass, Ringo was tapping the ground with his drumsticks, and John was writing lyrics down on a piece of paper. Next to him was Y/N, who had gotten lucky and now had her own guitar. John was teaching her how to play, which was rather kind of the growing popular rapidly John Lennon.

"That's the B string." John was helping her remember all the strings. She wrote it down on a piece of paper. She went back to strumming the strings and practicing chords.

"How's that baseline coming along?" George asked Paul who seemed extra focused in practice today.

"I've almost cracked it, Geo," Paul replied, playing a part of what he had written.

"Speed it up," John said, not looking at Paul.

"Speed it up? You haven't even heard what it sounds like with-"

"Speed it up." John cut in. Paul glared at John and played the bass line part faster. He then turned to Ringo, George, and Y/N.

"So? Which sounds better?" Paul asked. Everyone shrugged.

"It's hard to tell without hearing it together..." George said, softly.

"I agree with George." Ringo didn't seem interested in the conversation as he continued tapping the ground.

"Maybe if you play both versions during a session, we could hear the difference," Y/N suggested.

"If we change the speed, we'll have to change the tempo," Paul explained. John shook his head.

"Just trust me," John replied. Paul looked frustrated.

"Okay, okay." Paul took a deep breath. "Let's try it." John did a quick tune of his guitar. George, Paul, and John began to strum. Y/N watched with Ringo beside her. The song flowed well with the speed-up baseline. Ringo tapped the floor as he joined the others. As the song reached the end. Paul improvised the ending because his part was faster.

"Nice improv, Macca." John smirked. Paul gave a little smirk.

"I guess you were right, John." He said, looking at Y/N.

"Well of course I was right! How could you question me?" He asked with a chuckle. Y/N gave a devilish grin.

"Very easily." She retorted, warranting a smile from the band.

"Are we calling it a day?" Ringo asked, fiddling with his drum sticks.

"We've only been in here for three hours, Ringo! How could we even be close to calling it a day?" John questioned, preparing to play the next song.

"Can a man not be hungry?" Ringo muttered as George snickered beside him.

"I could go for some lunch." He replied, messing up Ringo's hair.

"Alright everyone. Let's vote!" Paul said, "Who wants to practice?" John raised his hand. Ringo and George stuck their tongues out at John. He looked appalled by their reactions. "Now everyone who wants to go to lunch." George and Ringo raised their hands. Everyone now turned towards Y/N. She raised an eyebrow at them.