He's So Fine [Beatles / George Harrison FanFiction]

Chapter Seven: 8th June 1961

Della gathered her clothing as quietly as she could. She waited until she was outside before she pulled her jeans on, shivering on the landing at the top of the stairs. She tucked George's t-shirt into her waistband, put her coat on over the top and slipped her shoes on before creeping down the stairs. The first grey light of the morning was just penetrating through the dirty skylight.

He'd been awake. She was sure of that.

George wasn't good at faking sleep. When he was genuinely asleep, he spread out. Arms and legs everywhere, covers twisted, taken with him as he rolled onto one side and then back onto the other. It wasn't uncommon for him to entwine his legs with hers, accidentally hit her with an errant hand or elbow, and it definitely wasn't unusual for him to hug her all night, arm around her middle, holding her like a teddy bear. That's what she liked best about sharing a bed with George. He made her feel safe. Warm. Wanted.

But when she'd left, he'd been lying the same way he had all night. On his side behind her, arms folded across his chest, hands tucked in, legs straight. Too neat, too stiff, too un-George.

She had to get out of there. It was suffocating. It was intolerable.

What did she expect though? She'd done this to them. If she'd ruined her friendship with George now, she'd never forgive herself.

But he'd initiated it. He touched her. He started it. Why would he do that if he didn't want her too?

Because he hadn't. Not really. Della had been trying to seduce him since she'd arrived in Hamburg.

He was a man now. Almost all traces of the boy George Harrison were gone. Apart from when she got close to him. Then he turned into the awkward teenager again; inexperienced, unsure, bashful, and oh so alluring. He didn't even know he was doing it.

Della didn't believe in waiting for the guy to make the first move. If she wanted something - someone - she would let them know. She'd been the one to ask Jim out. She'd been the one to suggest Phil take her out too, after making him think it was all his idea. It wasn't even that it was technically Della's first time. She'd come close to going all the way with Phil on a couple of occasions, the last of which had only been a week ago. It was because of that last encounter she'd decided, actually, she'd rather do that with someone... special.