Hello, goodbye

I'm only sleeping

     "Rose, we aren't angry with you!" Paul yelled through the bathroom door, and I didn't get up to unlock it. I just needed to think. So, I sat there thinking with my back against the bathroom door.
    "Doll, please open the door? For me?" George pleaded, and I felt my heart leap. Damn, George always had that effect on me.
    "I can't," I said, and George just tapped lightly on the door, I heard Paul walk away.
    "Doll, talk to me. Come on, you can trust me," he said, and I bit my lip. I so badly wanted to stay strong and not open myself up to anyone anymore, but that damn George Harrison could melt my insides just by speaking and the cocky git knew it.
     I opened the door slowly and pulled him in by his collar. He looked a bit shaken up, but he quickly adjusted and sat on the counter while I locked the door again and sat in front of it.
    "Doll?" He asked, and I sighed. I knew I'd have to talk to him.
     "George, I'm scared. You'll think I'm crazy!" I poured, and George just smiled at me warmly.
     "I would never," he said, and part of me wanted to believe him. To fall into his arms and look up at him lovingly. To see that toothy grin once more, but I couldn't let myself fall in love again. I promised Paul. I owed him that much.
     "Okay, I'm not... from here," I started off slowly, and George looked at me thoughtfully.
     "I know, doll. You're from America, that or heaven," he said, winking at me playfully. I slapped his shoulder lightly.
     "George! Can you be serious?" I asked, but I couldn't help myself from smiling. That was the cheesiest pickup line I'd ever heard, so why did it make me feel so special?
     "Okay, I'm from a different time," I said, and he looked dumbstruck.
     "I'm sorry? I don't follow," he said quietly, and I rolled my eyes. Here we go.
     "I'm from the future. I know, I know it sounds impossible and stupid, and I'm still trying to wrap my head around it, but it's true," I said quickly, and he just looked at his shoes, not saying anything. After a minute of silence, I couldn't take it anymore, "well say something, damn it," I said, and George gulped.
     "Yes, well you have to understand-" he started, and I sighed.
      "I told you," I said quietly, and he stood up and sat down right next to me, his back against the door.
       "No! No! I believe you, it's just a lot..." he faded out at the end of the sentence.
       "You do?" I asked hopefully, and George closed his eyes.
       "I do, doll," he replied. I felt like I could sing! He actually believed me!
       That's when his lips crashed into mine and I melted into the kiss.
       "No! I- I can't! I mean I want to but I promised Paul..." I stuttered, pulling away from the kiss.
      "Paul?" He asked, and I felt everything begin to get dizzy. Everything started to fade out, and I could feel myself passing out.
     Suddenly, I was back home, in bed. I was very confused as to where I was because it felt like ages since I'd been here. I got out of bed and wandered into the living room. I didn't see anyone in there, so I looked outside. I saw mom and dad sitting on the hill in our front yard. They were having a picnic.
     Mom's curly blonde hair blew across her face, and her pale skin contrasted well with her bright red lipstick and red polka dotted sun glasses. She looked like a dream, in a nice little dress. Her and my dad were laughing about something, and I rushed outside.   
    "Sweetheart? What's wrong?" Dad asked, and I brought my hands to my cheeks. I hadn't even realized I had tears flowing down my cheeks and turning in the bends of my smile.
     "Nothing, I just miss you both so much," I cried happily, and mom smiled at me.
     "We miss you too, doll!" She exclaimed, and she was just the way I remember her. So angelic and pure, and oh so lighthearted. She was truly a beauty, and could've been a model if she didn't have me. But she always said she didn't regret me at all.
     "Oh  mom!" I fished, and she laughed lightheartedly.
     "Now sweets, listen," she said, and I wiped away my tears to listen to her, "you can do this! Don't forget about us, but let go. We're fine and happy, and I don't want to weigh you down. It's okay to be happy without us. Now promise me you'll find a way to be happy, no matter the cost," she said, and I nodded my head.
     "I promise mom, I love you. And I love you too, dad," I said, and we all hugged.
      Suddenly, I awoke in George's arms. He was looking down into my face, and he looked quite concerned.
     "George?" I asked warily, and he exhaled with relief.
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I love this chapter!! And I may have cried a bit when she was talking about her mom and her mom told her to "let go." 😭💔