A Classic Crash

George Harrison 1

You were perfectly fine how you were.
You were F.I.N.E.
Why did things have to change.
You missed him dearly.
Unfortunately you couldn't tell anyone.

It started a few months ago.
You were talking a walk to relax your mind,
Actually gone to visit your friend's house.
So many annoyances were flying pass your mind. Why does life need to be so hard?  You glanced around at the neighborhood you come to know so well. The same old gloomy streets. Only a few people and cars, nothing out the ordinary or that what you thought.

A very strange glow appeared outside your friend's house. It was almost creepy, calling out for you. "(F/N)!" You yelled out in hopes of your friend responding. Nothing. Nothing but a joyous tune playing. Without a single doubt it came from the house.

So you entered and there it was. A single vinyl playing on the floor. Everything would have been dark if not for the outside light creeping in from the windows. "(f/n)?" You shuttered. All your thoughts screamed at you to run. But you didn't. Scared, too scared.

"Hello!" You jumped at the voice. A tall handsome man stood next to you, wearing the biggest grin on the planet.  A grin cut short though. "W-who are you?"
"George Harrison. Forgive me if I scared you" He said as he held out his hand.
He would  seem rather normal if it wasn't for he being in your mate's house and with big fangs. "Why are you here?" You picked up a book laying nearby, "Answer me!"

"Your friend moved out and the food is rather nice", he took out a sandwich from his pockets. The vampire-looking lad was fairly friendly but you didn't trust him. After all, haven't you been told not to speak with strangers? What if it was an act?

You kept on chatting with George for quite some time. The more you talked, the deeper you fell. Everything about him was amazing. So you kept visiting him even though you didn't quite understand what happened with your friend. You didn't mind.

"Oh hey George!" You smiled as he opened the door. "Um (y/n), I need to talk to you." His glare wore an expression of worry and much unreadable. "Come in." You sat down on a comfortable sofa next to him. "(Y/n), you know we been friends for not that long right?"

"Yes, George"

"Well I don't want to do this but.." He leaned closer with a slight lingering feeling and his lips met with yours. You pulled in for a deeper kiss.lips danced like two tiny dancers in the dark. enjoyed every bit until one thing happened. His fangs bit into your neck. "Forgive me" you heard him whisper. Your eyes closed, not to be opened Again.

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Okay, a bit sad but I don't know. This randomly popped into my head. Hope you enjoyed it!