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

Chapter 20

Today was the day. She was going home...forever. She felt like crying. The others were as happy as ever, but they all shared the same mind set. Would they ever see each other again? The band planned to continue their careers in the way they had planned...just without her.

"We'll get to see you again, right?" George asked, tuning his guitar. She nodded, feeling a sense of loneliness and heartbreak. She truly loved them all and leaving them was proving to be a challenge. They had serenaded her in gifts which she had no idea how those were going to travel with her.

"We will...I've got a feeling." Paul smirked at her. John and Ringo were racing around her apartment. Ringo was a slippery devil as his height gave him an advantage. He escaped into the bathroom and locked the door as John banged on the door. Y/N snickered as a knock came on the door. She turned around and opened it to see--

"Scott? Shirley?" She was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the two. Scott held a large smile on his face as Shirley rolled her eyes.

"I know that you took a break from the job and I heard you were moving, so I thought I would see you off." He said, walking into the apartment. The entire band stopped messing about and glared at Scott. It seemed their distaste for him was still present.

"Hello, Scott." John hissed, leaving the door for Ringo to pop his head out of the bathroom. Y/N knew that John especially didn't like Scott. He would always say how strange Scott was and that Y/N should quit and join the band.

"I can't stay too long--"

"Good." The band said in unison. Y/N and Shirley both wanted to laugh, but thought otherwise.

"As I was saying...I can't stay too long, but I wanted to say goodbye." He gave Y/N a hug and Shirley nodded to her. She was flustered by his action, but the rest of the band just surrounded her defensively.

"Goodbye, Scott." John waved him away, but Y/N hit John's hand in response.

"We have to travel, so do you have any water or--"

"Nope!" George responded, "Just fags and sorbet." Y/N glared at George.

"We don't have either of those!" She replied, but the band covered her mouth. Scott and Shirley looked confused. "Just come in." Y/N walked to the kitchen to grab a glass. The band groaned as they moved their instruments for them to sit down. Y/N smiled as she poured the water. The band were trying to make conversation with the two lovers.

"It's spelled, B-E-A-T-L-E-S." Ringo explained. John was staring Scott down like a cat to a mouse. Paul on the other hand was trying to aid Ringo in explaining the band's name. George snuck into the kitchen to talk to her.

"This is agonizing! Can we please leave or kick them out!" George pleaded, but Y/N shook her head.

"Be nice, Georgie. They are our guests....actually you all are my guests, but..." She shrugged, bringing the waters to the couple. They accepted them gratefully.

"Thank you my dear, you are so kind." Scott smiled, taking a sip. Y/N sat next to John and patted him on the shoulder.

"Lighten up." She whispered, making John look at her with surprise.

"It's not exactly easy." He muttered. She chuckled quietly as Paul argued with Scott about the best Elvis album. George came back from the kitchen with water for the rest of the group before he crawled back behind where John adn Y/N were sitting. He stayed hidden as best he could.