Ain't She Sweet

Chapter 24 - And Your Bird Can Sing

<Angie POV>

"DID THE KING ACTUALLY HUG ME?! OR AM I DREAMIN'?!" I squeal.

"Nope I think that was real, and here." Dawson said handing me a small box.

"Aw sorry 'bout that Dawson, I was caught up with Elli there." I weakly smile.

I untie the blue ribbon that was on the box and I read the little card.

"Hope you're Birthday is filled with Beatle silliness and love.

- Dawson." I read aloud.

"Awww." I hug him.

I open the small box to see a wooden heart necklace on a silver chain.

I beam at it.

"It's beautiful Dawson. Thank ya." I kissed him on the cheek.

"Ok! Who wants cookies like Cyn said?" Ringo abruptly said, ruining the cuteness of the moment.

"Ok!" I squeal.

We all pig out on sweets the whole day, and George and I had a 'who can eat the most cookies' contest, and he won. Because I let him. Not because I was starting to hate the taste of the cookie.

"Ok gather 'round for a picture!" Brian said.

"Use me new camera ye got me Bri." I ask.

He nods and I squish in between Ringo and George.

"On 3 say Beatles!"

"1

2

3!"

"Beatles!" We all said in unison and smiled as the camera snapped.

"Can I take one with Dawson?" I asked.

Brian smiled and Dawson put his arm around my waist and I blushed.

"1

2

3!"

"Beatles." Dawson and I said together.

The camera snapped.

"I can't wait to get those developed!" I smiled.

"Wait! Brian 'and me the camera!" George said.

Brian handed him my camera.

"Why do ye need it?" I ask curiously.

"For this."

George kneeled down and I sat on his lap and we took a picture together.

"Cute!" Cynthia cooed.

"I wanna picture with Annie too!" Paul pouted.

"Me too!"

"Me three!"

~ a few photo ops later~

"Me mouth is twitchin' from smilin' too much." I groan.

"Mine too. I've never smiled this much in me life." John said.

"I would like to order a dozen of cream puffs, a dozen of those delicious chocolate cookies, a dozen of crumpets, a dozen of jelly babies, and Angie whattya want?" George turned around and asked.

"A dozen of those chocolate meringues." I yell back.

"Ok and a dozen of chocolate meringues." George finished, pulling out his wallet.

"That'd be 23.59 Mr. Harrison." George pulled 10 pounds.

"No Mr. Harrison, American money." The lady said.

John went up the lady.

"And a dozen of those vanilla cupcakes. And here's $30.00." He hands her the money and it takes the lady about 10 minutes to get everything but, George, John and I had to carry them back to the hotel.

"Damn George! How are ye supposed to eat all that?!" Ringo asked laughing.

"I have a helper." George winked at me.

"Dawson do ye want to come with me to learn cords with George at the lake?" I ask.

"Uh no thanks. I'm goin' out. I'll be back soon." Dawson said.

"Ok, uh see ya later then." I say, weakly smiling.

"Come 'Ed Ang. We have ground to cover!" George said putting the sweets on the table.

He grabs his acoustic and I grab my new guitar too.

We drive to a secluded pond and sat down on the grass.

"Ok, this is an A chord." He strummed his guitar and I copied him.

He showed me how to do all the chords and how to place my fingers quickly. Little did he know that I already kinda new how to play.

"Lemme play Please Please me."

George said.

He only strummed the guitar and didn't sing the song.

I knew how to play this one!

I copied him and sang.

"Last night I said these words to my boy,

I know you never even try boy,

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Please please me like I please you." I sang.

"Ye can play by ear?!" George cried.

"No, I actually new kinda how to play."

I giggle.

George playfully shoved me.

"Butt." He teased.

"At least I can sing the song while I'm playin'!" I retort.

" 'ey! I can sing! But I was only demonstratin' how to play the frickin' song!" George smiled.

"Yeah yeah that's what they all say. 'Ey do ye wanna go in the lake?" I ask.

"Hmmm... Yes!" George set down his guitar and picked me up.

"George!!! NOOO!!!" I laughed.

He threw me into the water and I felt the cool water splash against my skin.

so this is what it feels to be loved by others, unconditionally.

"George." I said.

He looked down at me, dripping with water.

"Yes Ang?"

"I love ya." I say.

"I love ye too, Ang."

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I'm so sorry for this pile of shit I call a chapter. I'm too excited about my record player coming in today to even function!

So I have some questions for you guys!

1) I see a bond between George and Angie, do you think anything will come inbetween them?

2) Why is Dawson so quiet all of a sudden?

EXPECT A SUGAR HIGH NEXT CHAPTER!