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"Hello, love." George said happily, leaning over his girlfriend as she  read her book in her chair in the living room.
"Hey, Georgie." She smiled, closing her book and looking up at him, sighing with happiness as she rested your elbows on her legs, her chin in her hands as she admired her boyfriend.
"Sorry to disturb you. But, do you want to play a song with me? I want to test it with a piano and a guitar before I propose it to the boys." He asked.
"That would be lovely. Let's go." She hopped up, walking to George's office/music room, where he had his guitars and she piano in there.
"So, what's the song called?" She asked as she did a little warm up.
"Something". He smiled.
"Aw, you're not gonna tell me?" She pouted.
"No, the song is called "Something", silly." George chuckled.
"Oh. That's a nice title!" She smiled.
He gave her the sheet of music and smiled sheepishly.
"Sorry I didn't give you time to practice beforehand. It's just, I know you're really good at piano, so I figured you wouldn't need to. But if you do, it's completely fine, I can-"
"George, honey, I can play it. Don't worry." She said, putting her hand in his and nodding to let him know it was fine.
George was so sweet...for his own good. He was always caring about others without caring about himself first.
"Ok." He blushed, squeezing her hand softly and then walking towards his guitar.
"Ready, love?" He asked her.
She nodded. "Ready, Georgie." She grinned.
"Ok, then. 1, a 2, a 3!" He counted, jumping into the song.

Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way she woos me
I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how

She played the beautiful song, the keys on the piano welcoming her touch as she hit note by note.
She got goosebumps as George sang. His voice was gorgeous. And this song was amazing.

The song ended, and George put down his guitar as she got up from the piano.
"So....what do you think?" He smiled, looking down at his feet. For someone who knew their girlfriend for almost 2 years, George sure was still pretty shy.
"That was...beautiful George."
George looked up at his girlfriend and beamed.
"You really liked it?" He checked.
"Are you kidding? I loved it!" She hugged her boyfriend.
"I'm glad." George blushed.
"What's the origin behind it?" She smiled.
George grinned. "Um, you."
"Really? Wow, George. Thank you!" She told him, kissing him and then hugging him again, trying to contain her giddiness.
"The boys are going to love it. Don't worry, love. And I'm honored you decided to write a song about me. I feel special." She joked.
"You are very special, darling." George said, kissing her and holding her hands.
"Let me show you how special. Come on." George gestured his head, grabbing his girlfriend's hand and leading her to their bedroom.
"Wow. I didn't think I was that special, but ok. I'm not complaining." She giggled. George laughed as he shut their door, just so the neighbors didn't hear.

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