the concert at the cavern

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it was 1961, the beatles were performing at the cavern club and it was my first beatles concert. i was very excited to see them! it sucked that no one in my family was as interested in the beatles as me, but that just meant there was no one to quarrel with about who i claimed. at the moment it was john. i absolutely loved john.

"julia let's go! or else you'll be late." i heard my mom call out from downstairs as i finished tying my hair up with a black ribbon. my curls dangled down as i adjusted my purple glasses and red poodle dress.

"coming mama!" i called out as i put my saddle shoes on.

"you look great jules." my mom smiled, hugging me.

"thanks mom. i feel great." i replied, hugging her back as we went out to the car.

**
after she dropped me off, i walked into the place feeling like alice compared to the large atmosphere this place emitted.

"wow." i gasped inaudibly, walking over to the bar, taking a seat. i ordered something soft as i heard an announcer at the microphone on the stage,

"...ladies and gentlemen...the quarrymen!"

i swiveled around in my chair, sipping my drink when four attractive young men took their places. i eyed john, sliding my lips further down the straw as i swore he glanced at me winking. i blushed a bit, finishing my drink as i made my way to my spot.

i stood there while john and i made eye contact. it wasn't long before the men began playing. i perused the others when my eyes met with the lead guitarist. his eyes were brown like mine, yet more intimidating. he made me blush a bit while i looked down.

after the show was over, i was making my way to the front when the lead guitarist caught up to me, "did ye enjoy the show?" he questioned softly. at first i thought he was talking to someone else, but it wasn't until i felt him tap my shoulder, i turned around,

"oh uh yes! your friend and i were flirting a bit, i think." i giggled, twiddling my thumbs.

"oh john? he does that with everyone. i'm george," he replied sticking his hand out. i sighed a bit feeling heartbroken as i shook his hand, "wanna come backstage with me? you can meet the rest of us."

"oh..u-uh yes! i'm julia by the way." i blushed softly.

"gorgeous name." george toothily grinned.

"thank you." i reddened.

he nodded with a soft smile before taking me backstage with him. there i saw john smoking a cigarette talking to some broad, paul and pete playing some cards. george walked in clearing his throat as the boys looked up and over at me,

"ello there luv." they all waved while i slightly waved back.

"this 'ere is paul, pete, and john! i'm george but i think i already told ye that." he introduced everyone with a big smile.

"hello everyone! it's nice to meet you all and it's nice to reintroduce yourself george. i'm julia." i grinned while john looked over at me,

"that was me mum's name." he replied.

"oh i didn't know that! it's a very beautiful name." i smiled.

"it is." he nodded, looking at the girl in front of him.

george noticed john and i talking as he cleared his throat, pulling me gently away from him and the others, "uhm wanna maybe sit down and talk? we could go somewhere more private if you want to?"

i blushed at his eagerness yet timidity, while i nodded, "i'd like that very much."

"perfect. w-well let's go." he smiled.

**
we found a quiet place backstage as i sat across from george. he was beautiful up close and a bit more awkward, but it was cute.

"so...you look very pretty." he shyly spoke, glancing down at his folded hands.

"thank you!" i cutely giggled, adjusting my glasses.

"you have a cute laugh. you're just very cute. like really cute." george rambled.

"thank you." i smiled, "you too are really cute. how old are you?" i asked, glancing into his brown eyes.

"i'm 18 and ye?" he smiled.

"i'm 18 too." i blushed.

we flirted with each other some more before he leaned in kissing me softly. i kissed him back as i pulled away, touching my lips gently.

"sorry about that." he chuckled.

"don't apologise. you were my first uhm kiss." i embarrassingly replied, hiding my face with a blushing smile.

"i'm honoured." he smirked, picking my chin up gently kissing me again.

i hummed against his lips as the kiss lasted another 10 seconds before george broke it, "ye 'ave soft lips."

"mmm so do you." i blushed as george smirked,

"can i walk you home?"

i was completely baffled by how nice he was being. i smiled at him and nodded, "i'd like that a lot thank you." i blushed.

"well then let's go." he stood up extending his hand out. i smiled as i stood up, taking it as he walked me home.

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