george harrison imagines

george, the mentor.

he knew exactly how to get to me, what to say. george was supposed to be my mentor, not my love interest. the man was 33, and i was 22. an eleven year age gap that would've grossed out many, but only intrigued me more by the second. he was my songwriting mentor, and on this particular day, september 8, george and i were at his house.

"so when you're writing a song, you want to show not tell." he grinned, leaning over my shoulder. you could see the veins on his forearm while i looked over and up at the curly haired man,

"how so?" i whispered as he pulled out the chair from beside me, slipping into it.

"so let's say you want to convey that you're upset, would you rather write something like; 'i'm so sad all the time' or something like, 'cascading from my eyes, are memories created by you and i'." he glanced over at me, my eyes stuck on him while i beamed,

"that's beautiful." i blushed.

"thank you and you can do the same." he grinned as we continued to work.

a few hours later, we wrote some lyrics down while my eyes searched his side profile slowly, "i think it sounds beautiful!" i gently beamed, watching george glance over at me. our dark irises meeting.

"i think the same. read the lyrics out loud so we can figure out a melody." george suggested as i nodded.

"ok! well the title of the song is; '5th avenue' and the lyrics go; you left me on that corner with boxes of my packed belongings,
cascading from my eyes are memories created by you and i.

you hitched a ride back to our once shared home
now i'm standing on 5th avenue alone.
7 years ago we met here on this very street
didn't think 7 years later you'd be leaving me.

where'd our love go baby?
was i not what you wanted?
all i tried doing was love you
now it's me who's screwed

all on 5th avenue
mhm." i read while george smiled at me,

"bloody brilliant!" he clapped.

"well you helped!" i blushed deeply.

"yes, but this is your creation! let's take a break." george smiled as i got up nodding,

"sounds good to me."

***
we sat on the couch watching tv when all of a sudden i stood up to go to the kitchen to fetch a snack when george also stood up,

"i'm really proud of you julia! you've came a long way since we first started. that was only 2 months ago." he complimented me while i searched his physique, eyes, hair, face.

"well that's because you were my mentor. i couldn't of done it without you." i replied, and without much thought, george leaned in and kissed me. i kissed him back, while i grasped his shirt collar. george intensified the kiss, pulling me in closer by my hips.

"mmmm." i hummed as we stumbled into the living room and over the couch, to where george landed on top of me. he pulled away to unbutton his shirt. he took it off, working my top off. once our shirts were off, we worked our bottoms off.

george wasted no time in entering me, causing me to gasp against him. he moaned in my ear, rocking me back and forth. my hands tangled themselves in his hair, tugging it everytime he sped up, exploring inside of me. i gasped and moaned closing my eyes while george did the same.

he latched his lips to my neck, sucking it softly. i hummed, digging my heels in his waist, encouraging george to take off at full speed. i moaned blissfully as did he. we continued to make love until we hit our climaxes, passing out on my couch.