Chapter 1
People are shoving, running, screaming, pushing all around you. You struggle to keep afloat amongst the bustling crowd. You are pushed so hard you fall into the street. You scuff up your arms and legs. Everyone is so fixed on catching up to the Fab Four, that nobody even notices you on the ground. A tear falls down your cheek, you weren't even trying to catch them, you were just peacefully walking home when the pack hit. You wipe the tears off as a hand reaches down to you.
"Excuse me Madam," You look up to face a very cleverly disguised pack of guys.
"George? Ringo? John? Paul?" You say but are quickly hushed.
"How do we look?!" John leans in to asks as you take George's hand and he pulls you up.
"Oh my gosh, you guys! I hardly recognized you! Who did that? How did you do that? When??" George places his hand on the small of your back as he guides you away from the crowd of screaming girls.
"We had it planned!" Paul says excitedly,
"We had four make up artists at the ready, we ran into a coffee shop, locked the door and we were transformed in minutes!" Ringo cried.
"Then after we walked out the back door we went around by the girls, no one even gave us a second glance." George says happily. You smile, they were very proud of themselves.
You see there's scratches and blood on George's collar bone. You stroke it and he looks down,
"Yeah..." He says
"I was at the back of the pack." You reach into the clutch he recently bought you and pull out a band aid and stop. He looks towards the sky as you put it on him.
"Who'd have thought my girl would carry around band aids like they were nothing!" George says and you smile,
"Well with a boyfriend like you, I have to!" You joke back at him. The other three are goofing off up ahead, George turns to you.
"Thank you for always thinking to take care of me. I love you to the moon and back." You beam as you gently kiss him,
"To the moon and back." You promise.
