The Beatles Imagines ❤️

| George |

"You're going to love them, Maisa. And they're going to absolutely adore you!" Ringo assured her as he drove with Maisa to the band's studio. Maisa was yet to meet the 3 other Beatles her lifelong friend Ringo, went on about.
"I hope so." She smiled nervously.
When they reached the studio, they went inside. It was plain and white, but it was very nice. Maisa loved it.
When they walked into the room that had a glass barrier to the band's performing room, Ringo and Maisa were greeted with 3 lovely looking lads. Maisa liked one, especially. He had dark black hair, was substantially tall, and very thin. He was very cute.
"Lads, this is Maisa." Ringo put his arm around her, smiling.
"Hello, there! I'm John." He went up to you, smirking.
"Now what's a pretty girl like you doing here, darling?" John smirked.
"Um-Ringo wanted me to meet you guys. It's very nice to meet you. I've heard a lot of good things." Maisa smiled.
"Well that's very nice." John said. "My girlfriend, Cynthia is here too, if you want to talk to her later." He suggested.
"Great, thank you." She said, blushing as John winked at her and walked into the recording studio.
"Hi, I'm Paul. Nice to meet you." Paul smiled. He was very charming-and polite.
"Hi, Paul. Nice to meet you too." Maisa smiled.
"Hope to see you around here more often." Paul grinned and waved, walking into the next room.
"Alright, I'm going to go in, love." Ringo told her.
"Ok, bye, have fun." Maisa waved to him. He did finger guns at her and went into the room.
"I don't think we had a chance to meet yet. Though Paul and John already took up the charm, I presume." George joked.
Maisa giggled.
"I'm George."
"Maisa." They shook hands.
"John was right, you are gorgeous." He told her.
"Thank you. You're very cute yourself." Maisa blushed.
George blushed.
"Thank you. I got to go, but I'll definitely be seeing you later." He told her, winking at her and walking into the studio.
Maisa blushed as she watched him leave.
  A blonde woman walked into the watching room. Maisa assumed it was Cynthia.
"You must be Cynthia! I'm Maisa." Maisa introduced herself. The two shook hands.
"Lovely to meet you." Cynthia smiled warmly.
"You too." Cynthia smiled.
"Aren't they a great band?" Cynthia said as they sat down, watching the boys set their up their instruments for a run through.
"They are great." Maisa agreed, nodding as she admired George. He looked so handsome.
  "Who are you staring at?" Cynthia teased her, nudging her playfully.
"Oh! No one..." Maisa said. Cynthia raised her eyebrows in doubt with a playful smile.
"Fine," she sighed with a grin, "I think George is very cute."
Cynthia squealed. "He's a good one. I hope he treats you good. As long as you treat him good, but there's no doubt about that." She said as you both watched the boys. John winked at Cynthia and Ringo waved to you.
The boys started singing "I'm Happy just to Dance With You". And by boys, George was the lead singer. And gosh, did Maisa love his voice. It was so amazing it almost made her emotional.
George winked at Maisa while he was singing. Maisa blushed and smiled crazily.
"The boys sure do wink a lot." She whispered to Cynthia.
"They are big flirts." She answered, smiling.

The boys came out to greet the girls after you finished. Maisa complimented all of them, especially George and Ringo.
"So, I think as a reward I should get your number? Unless, you don't want to." George said.
"He's not usually this bold. Do it. Do it now." Ringo told her in her ear. George elbowed him lightly and smiled at her shyly.
"No, I do want to." She wrote her number and gave it to him.
"Pleasure to meet to, Maisa." George shook her hand and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear before walking out of the studio.

"And that's the story of how we met." Maisa recalled.
"Wow. I love our anniversaries just so you can tell that story. I remember it too, of course, but you say it better. I love your voice." George told her, kissing her.
"Thank you, Georgie. Happy 2 year anniversary." She kissed him.
"Hmm...I already got you a present, and you got me one. Maybe we should give a present that could be useful for the both of us." George proposed, smirking.
"I wonder what you mean by that?" She feigned confusion, a grin slipping through her mouth.
"Maybe.." George kissed her. The kiss soon turned serious, and the two enjoyed their wonderful gift.
"Wow." He breathed as he lay beside her, stroking her hair.
"Amazing gift, George. Thank you." Maisa breathed as she turned to face George.
"No, thank you, my love."