Imagine having weird dreams about your longtime best friend George Harrison. For some reason you were having many dreams about you and him in India.
But the weird part was he said he loved you every time you would dream about him. You woke up again for the second time, your heart beating faster than before.
You felt hot tears stream down your cheek, wiping them away as you turned your lamp on. You looked at your clock, 4:25 am.
You groaned, plopping back down on your bed. All you could think about was George, those chocolate brown eyes, that beautiful face. You put your h/c locks in a ponytail, walking to the kitchen to make yourself a hot cup of tea.
*An Hour Later*
You called your friend Paul since you knew he could help with him being queer (just go with it I had to do it to Paulie) and all.You heard a loud bang at your door as you opened to see breathless Paul.
"I KNEW....YOU LIKED...GEORGE!" He said between breaths.
"Okay okay! Come on in before you pass out!" You said pulling Paul inside.
After giving Paul a cup of tea, you both sat down, telling your dreams.
~*~
"So you mean to tell me? You love George? And you keep having these dreams about him where he tells you he loves you?" Paul asked.
You nodded. You never thought you fall for George, not in a million years!
"Well...I uh...well one of them...was about us making love and all-"
"What?!" Paul said jumping up with a smile.
You couldn't help but laugh at Paul's actions. Paul sat back down, leaning in for more.
"Give me details!" He said.
"Okay. Well...it was just kissing at first, then he whispered in my ear how beautiful he thinks I am and how much he means to me. Then he lays me down on the bed, slowly devouring my hunger for him you know?" You said.
Paul sat there like a school girl, smiling and trying to keep himself under control.
"And then it just...happened so fast. And that's when I woke up before he could tell me something." You said.
Paul frowned, then his face lit up. He ran up to you, grabbing your wrist, running down the sidewalk.
"Paul-"
"You have to tell him how you feel!" Paul said still dragging you.
You didn't live a very long way to George's flat, saying that you could walk there of course.
You finally got up to George's door, looking at Paul with a stern look.
"Trust me. You're doing the right thing love." He said walking off. He waved goodbye, leaving you to seal the deal.
You took a deep breath before knocking on George's door. You waited a moment before seeing the sleepy George, his eyes fully awake after seeing you in front of him.
"Y/n! Uh...what are you doing here?" He asked nervous.
"I wanted to tell you that I love you George." You say and press your lips to his. You seriously had no idea of your actions but you didn't stop yourself. George kissed back, holding your waist.
You both sat there, enjoying the taste of one another before pulling away for air.
"I love you too y/n."
A/N: Still I don't know where these ideas come from. I feel like they're all locked away until I have to write and then they just come out like WHAM! But anyways if you like vote, comment and tell me if you do!
~Sydney
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The Beatles Misadventures: Book 1 {COMPLETED}
FanfictionFor all of my Beatlemaniacs out there! <3 These are imagines I wrote and for some reason you people like reading them! This book contains imagines of John, Paul, George, and Ringo (of course) and Warning! You might get the feels! :3 Also excuse this...