Ain't She Sweet

Chapter 5 - Wild Honey Pie

<Ringo POV>

Angie stands backstage screaming along with the crowd. Paul looks at her an she gives him a thumbs up. Paul winks at her and he turns back to the crowd.

~ Hour later~

"Thank ye! Have a good night!" We all run off of the stage. "Oi! that was great!" Angie cheers. I grab a towel and wipe the sweat off of my forehead. My hands burn from drumming so long. It was the price I had to pay. But I loved it. "Why don't we grab a drink?" John suggests. "John it's only 2:00. And we have Angie." I say. My voice is laced with authority. "Ok daddy." John mocks me. "Why don't we go back to the park?" Angie suggests. "Yeah! I wanna go on the swings!" George says. "Me too!!" Paul chimes in. "Ok little children. " I say.

We walk to the park unnoticed. "Look Georgie! The swings!" She squeals. I smile at her nick name for George. Their eyes widen to the size of golf balls. Excitement is plastered all over their faces. "Come 'Ed Johnny and Paulie!" I chuckle. Paul and John look at each other and nod furiously. They all run to the swing set. George and Angie swing their legs and it propels them higher into the sky. Angie flails her legs and says something animatedly to George. I sit on a park bench, thinking. Angie does actually look like me. She could actually pass as my daughter. "Rings! Can ye please push me?" She yells. I smile. "Of course, love!" I yell back. I run over to them and I get behind her. "Here we go." I warn her. I push her lightly. "Squeeeeee!!!" She squeals.

Angie jumps off and lands gracefully on her feet. She looks at me deviously. "Yer turn!" She squeals. I voluntarily get on the swing and she starts to push me. I swing my legs like a little kid and I laugh. All in the moment, I have never felt this GENUINELY happy in a long time. It all ended as my shades and my fake beard fell off and a little girl screamed, "RINGO?!" George, Paul, John and I exchanged worried glances and I immediately grab Angie's hand and we all run to a random house.

<Angie's POV>

My hand slipped from Ringo's as I fall into the hysterical running girls. "RIN-" The girls trample me with no second thought. "oww." I groan after they run after them. I try to prop myself on my elbows, but it hurts too much. "Are ye alright lass?" I hear a voice say. I look up to see a girl a little older than me say. "No, I er- I was chasin' the Beatles and I got trampled." I lie. Little did she know I was running WITH them.

She chuckles. "Oi, those Beatles." She says. "I'm Lilith. An ye?" She extends a hand. I take it. "I'm Angie." I internally groan. Ringo probably is looking for me now. "Um I best be goin'. Me dad is probably worried. Been out all day ye see." I say. Her head turns slightly but she shrugs. "Ok. See ye 'round." She waved good bye and she walks in the direction she was originally going in.

I limp down the corner and the way I think the boys went. I see a man wandering the sidewalk turning his head nervously - looking for someone. "Angie?" His voice says. "Rings!" I run/ limp towards him. I'm engulfed into his arms before I could run all the way to him. "Are ye hurt?" He asks. "No." I lie. "Yer lying Annie." He looks into our identical eyes. I sadly nod. "Let's get ye home. We'll fix yer boo boo's up."