George Harrison Imagines 🌻

{Creepy Neighbor}

Imagine #6
Requested by Enchancer97
Era: 1968
Smut

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One morning you woke up to find your neighbor staring at you through your open bedroom window. You shot straight up in bed and screamed and in the process, the sheets slipped off of you which allowed your neighbor to get a good look at your bare breasts. Sometimes you liked to sleep naked, especially in the summertime. "George!" You cried out, annoyed.

"Lovely set of tits you have there, Y/N." He whistled and smirked at you.

"What?" You asked, momentarily confused until you looked down at your chest. "Shit!" You gasped and shuffled back underneath the sheets. You glared over at your lovely perverted neighbor. This wasn't even the first time you caught him looking at you through your window. He did it all the time.

George laughed at your reaction.

"Stop laughing you perverted wanker. I can have you arrested for being a peeping tom!" You stammered, your face red hot from embarrassment.

"There's no need to be embarrassed love. Your tits are amazing to look at."

You blushed, a little flattered at his compliment until you remembered you were supposed to be angry and disgusted. "Seriously do you want me to call the cops on you?"

"No but i know you won't." He gave you a cheeky smile and propped his arms againist the windowsill.

"Don't be so sure of that."

"You haven't yet so i have nothing to worry about." He grinned. You wanted nothing more than to kiss it off his stupid gorgeous face. Wait, what?

"May i come in?"

"Let you into my home? Absolutely not! You might try to hump my leg or something." You muttered and continued to hold the sheets tightly againist your cheet.

"I swear, I'll try my best not too." He chuckled and cocked his head to the side and gave you a pout. "Please."

"No."

"I'll be on my very best behavior." He whined playfully.

"Alright fine, whatever. I really don't get why you're obsessed with me." You got out of bed with the sheets wrapped tightly around your body and walked over and pulled the screen up with one hand. The other held the sheet againist your chest. "There. You can come in. That is if you fit." You sat down on the edge of your bed and crossed your arms to your chest as you tried not to smirk. He totally wasn't going to fit through.

"Trust me, I'll fit." George giggled. And you watched in amazement as he slowly crawled through your window and landed on the floor with a loud thump. "Ow, damn it." You heard him curse.

"That's what you get for being a pervert." You giggled as he stood up and rubbed his head. He swiped his fringe out of his eyes as he smiled at you. "See? Told you i could fit."

"Congratulations."

"Lovely bedroom you have." He looked around.

"Thanks."

"So can I see those perfect tits of yours again?" He asked cheekily.