The Beatles Imagines ❤️

| George |

"Come to America with me."

"Are you barmy?" Maisa asked. He and the other Beatles were going on tour to the States for the first time. George was very nervous, but excited. But Maisa could never go and stay unnoticed, nor did she want to ruin George's fun by getting in the way.

"Course I'm not. Saner than you, aren't I?" He retaliated.

"Most likely." Maisa grinned.

"So? What do ya say, Mais?" George revisited, his eyes slightly pleading.

"Of course I'll go with you, Georgie. As long as it's not too much trouble." Maisa told him.

"Not at all! I want you with me. You keep me happy." George kissed her.

.....

Maisa didn't want to disturb George's evening after his show, so she went to their hotel room. She hoped he wasn't shagging some other girl. The lads tended to do that while away.

The door burst open, and Paul walked in with a girl. His face tinted pink when he saw Maisa reading a book on the bed.

"Oh-wrong room. Sorry, Mais." Paul smiled, clearly embarrassed.

"No worries, Paulie. You too have fun." She winked.

Paul laughed nervously and led the girl out fo the room.

"And be safe!" Maisa teased as Paul shut the door, turning around and giving her a weary look.

Just then, George walked in.

"Paul went in the wrong room, I presume?" George sounded unamused as he kissed Maisa, hopping into bed next to her.

"Yup." She sighed.

He peeked over her shoulder. "Whatcha reading?" He grinned at her.

"To Kill A Mockingbird. You'd like it." She put down her book and faced him.

"Sorry you have to come back because I'm here." She told him.

"Um-I came here because I wanted to see you. Why else would I ask you to come with me?" He hovered over her, kissing her once again, tucking a piece of loose hair behind her ear.

Maisa blushed and shuddered. "If you say so." She smiled.
George grinned. "Now let's have our own fun that tops John, Paul, and Ringo's." He waggled his eyebrows at her.

She laughed, caressing his hair.

"God, I love you." He said breathlessly.

"I love you too." Maisa giggled.

"You know I'd rather have you than anyone else." George assured her.

"Thank you, Georgie. I'd pick you over anyone, too."