He met up with him again.
Ringo was up the tree as expected, swaying his legs back and forth. He smiled happily at him.
George frowned. "What did I tell you yesterday? You'll fall."
"Well, you're here to catch me." Ringo said, grinning.
George raised an eyebrow. "What if I don't?"
He smirked. "You won't let me fall."
George smirked back. "Try me."
The vampire watched as he let go of the branch. Using his vampire speed, he ran and caught him again.
Ringo laughed. "See?"
George mumbled something incoherent. "Next time, I'll really let you fall to your death."
Ringo gasped. "You won't!"
George chuckled. "You're right. I won't let you fall to your death. I'll just let you fall on your bum."
"What--- oof!" Ringo fell down to the grass. "Ow!"
He laughed. "Come on, I'll help you up."
Ringo, who was still pouting, accepted his hand. "Wow, you're cold." He commented as his warm hand touched his dead one.
George shrugged. "So I've been told."
"It's like your dead or something!"
Shit.

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Alive | Starrison [✔️]
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] George knew he was going to turn him, one way or another. He knew he was going to fuck it up as he always did. Paul was surely going to have his head and Ringo might be terrified of him when he finds out. You know what? Fuck it. If you...