the beatles imagines

i don't want you anymore part 2 the aftermath (george)

as requested by MrsMoeStarr
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the year was 1974, three months after george and you split. you were in a steady relationship, while he started going out with this woman named olivia. you absolutely hated her.

to you, she had stolen your georgie, and there was nothing you could do to bring him back. however on this particular day, you and eric were invited to friar park for a small gathering.

you arrived in your biba tshirt, hair down your back, slightly parted in the middle. you grinned to yourself as eric wore his best outfit also. the two of you arrived hand in hand, knocking on the door when olivia answered,

"oh hello eric! (y/n)! glad you two could make it." she synthetically smiled.

you saw right through her fake smile as all you thought about doing was curb stomping her. you gently beamed, pushing past her when george walked right in front of you.

the two of you made awkward eye contact, before he cleared his throat, "(y/n)."

"george." you replied, glancing down.

"nice biba shirt. i bought that for you in '68." he reminisced.

"you did." you nodded. olivia watched the two of you from the front door, her heart sinking.

"well this is a nice gathering you've got here. hi eric." george smiled.

"thank you for inviting us, hi george." eric replied.

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as the party went on, everyone danced and had a great time until olivia started yelling,

"I SAW YOU GEORGE! YOU WERE BASICALLY FLIRTING WITH (HER/THEM/HIM) THE WHOLE FUCKING TIME! YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T DO THIS ANYMORE!" she cried out.

"liv, it's nothing! i'm telling you the truth babe!" he replied while she shoved past him.

"FUCK OFF!" she shouted, running off.

you watched as she ran past you in tears. you smirked to yourself as george stood over the kitchen sink downing another drink. he sighed, raising his brows while you walked up to him placing a hand on his shoulder,

"i'm sorry about her."

"don't! are you trying to get me to leave her? because it's not going to happen (y/n), never again." he sternly spoke, keeping his gaze forward.

your heart broke a bit, but you kept your ground, "shame. i mean it isn't like this is the exact same thing that happened between us. one mistake, one kiss changed our relationship forever. wouldn't want that breaking up you and miss. liv now would we?" you pouted, scoffing a bit.

"what's your motive, (y/n)?" he questioned, looking down at you.

"you're mine! not that whore's! all mine!" you shouted while george dropped his cup into the sink.

"SHES NOT A WHORE (Y/N)! NOT LIKE YOU!" he barked.

the two of you went back and forth before he collided his lips against yours. you kissed him back as olivia walked back into the kitchen in an attempt to apologize. eric also walked in with her to grab another drink before the two of them stopped in their tracks.

"(Y/N)!" eric shouted.

"GEORGE!" olivia screamed.

the two of you ignored the two of them as you both continued making out insatiably. olivia stormed up to the two of you, grabbing george's shoulder, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! we're done!"

"liv...liv... i'm sorry." he tried to apologize.

"no! no! just leave me alone! have fun with (them/ her/ him!)" she ran out of the house in tears.

"yeah fuck you both. especially you george." eric spat.

it was here george rolled his eyes, "oh wow eric! that's a bit rich coming from you. this is the same thing that happened between us the first time when you kissed my (girl/boy/person)! so shut the fuck up!"

the men started bickering before you interjected, "actually i'm sorry! i shouldn't have came to this party or kissed you george. eric let's just go." you suggested.

"good idea." eric replied.

"i'm sorry george." you looked down.

"that's not fair! you can't leave! my relationship is ruined because of you!" he exclaimed.

"i know..i know i'm sorry." you reiterated, leaving out with eric.

george sighed as he looked down when olivia walked back inside, "i'm sorry about earlier."

"me too." he sighed. she kissed his cheek as the two of them smiled at one another, sharing a drink.