Oh! Darling

Chapter 4

|1958|

Alice sat on George's bed at the room he share with his brother Harry. She looks around, it has been so long since the last time she's been there. George sits next to her. They never talk about the kiss that happened the on their night. George pretends he don't remember it.

"Is it yours?" Alice asks, gesturing to a guitar that was resting against a wall.

"Yeah" he said staring at the guitar and nothing else, he was feeling so uncomfortable

"Do you play it?" Alice looks up at him but he don't look back.

"Yeah, I'm in a band" he said and with one hand he picked the guitar "You know that guy, John, he's in the band as well. Actually the band is his"

George starts strumming some chords of a song Paul had showed him last week. Alice smiled.

"That's fantastic!" she said watching him, he blushed a little but turned the face down so she wouldn't see it.

"You wanna try?" he offered handing her the guitar. She took it happily and placed it on her lap. She strummed some chords making George chuckle. "No, you're holding it wrong, since you're left handed you must hold it upside down" he said watching her.

"Oh okay" she replied correcting the guitars position.

"Yeah, that's right" George said and got up, he walked around the bed and stopped behind her, leaning while he put her right hand to hold the strings correctly. "Now" he adjusted her fingers and with the left hand she strummed.

"Oh" Alice smiled and strummed again. "That's awesome"

"Yeah, now place your middle finger on the third string" George said, he couldn't help smiling "Now strum"

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"He's upstairs darling"

"Thanks Louise" Paul replied and, holding his new guitar, rushed upstairs. He opened the door without knocking, as he was used to.

"Heya Georgie, look wh-" but he stopped talking when he saw that George was with a girl, well, not just a girl, it was the girl he saw one week ago at John's party. She also looked at him with curiosity.

Her hair was braided and falling over her shoulders, she had a guitar resting on her lap. It might sound a little exaggerated but he was almost sure she was an angel.

George jumped away from Alice and gave his companion a big smile. "Aye Paul!" George said and catching Paul's glance he said "This is Alice. Alice, this is James Paul McC-"

"But you can call me Paul" Paul interrupted holding his hand out for Alice to shake it.

"But I like James Paul. It's a nice name" Alice said shaking the lad's hand.

If you like that you should hear my phone number, Paul thought.

"Now, what you've been saying, Paul?" George asked sitting on a chair by his bed.

"What I was saying?" What was he saying? He noticed he was holding something. Oh! Of course! "Oh, look what my father got me" Paul handed him the guitar.

"Wow! This is amazing! Where did he get it?" George said taking the guitar and flipping it to see every detail of it "I've never seen anything like this 'round here"

"I don't even know, man" Paul replied gazing at his own guitar.

"Paul is in the band too" George said to Alice now.

"Oh, you play the piano?" Alice asked.

"No", Paul smiled "I play the guitar"

"Oh, but I thought George was the guitarist" Alice looked at George.