Hello everyone :D This is my first story so sorry if it's not very good but I try. Also I know that some things might not be historically correct. But anyway hope you enjoy the story.
1962
George's POV
Sunlight poured from outside into my bedroom. I slowly opened my eyelids and groaned. Another day another nightmare at work.
It's not that I hate my job because I dont. I love it! I love creating beautiful music that makes people who are going through a hard time happy. It feels great that I can make that kind of impact on a person's life and I wouldn't change that feeling for the world.
The one thing that makes my job torture is the work of one man. Who would that man be? Well that man would of course be Pete Best. More like Pete Worst. Haha I should've gone into a career of Comedy
No? Okay that's fair. But I digress. Where was I? Oh yeah Pete Best is the worst human being I have ever met! He is so conceited but in reality he is a lousy drummer. Brian won't admit it but I'm pretty sure the only reason Pete is in the band is because he is our sex appeal. Which is idiotic because I bet if the birds really sat down and had one conversation with the man they would be running for the hills.
But I tolerate that imbecile for a number of reasons:
1. John and Paul. These two lads are the best mates anyone could ask for. For as long as I can remember it's always been us three. John, Paul and George. I can always count on them to turn my frown upside-down and cheer me up. I honestly don't know where I would be without them. Also we all share a hatred for that daft loser I was talking about before.
But recently things have started to kind of change.
John and Paul have been extremely busy lately with writing songs and I rarely seem them during the day. So that means more time with Pete. Yay
But above every mistake they've made and how much they drive me crazy I still love them with everything I have and I trust them with my life.
2. Brian Epstein and George Martin. These other two lads have worked hours upon hours for the band. They have shed blood, sweat, and tears. (Well not really blood that would be bad if they did.) I'm not about to quit the band and throw away all of their hard work for nothing. Even if Pete is really hard to handle.
3. The fans. Well what else could I say? The fans are absolutely everything. Sure they are insane but the best people are.
But there can be a problem with fans. Some fans stick with you through thick and thin and are with you until the end. Other fans are a different story. The second you mess up and make a mistake they well um do some very evil and questionable things.
4. George Harrison. Me. Myself. I. Yup you read that correctly me. Ever since I found out what rock and roll was I wanted to preform it. I wanted to show my art to the world and make an imapct. Whether if I make somebody's day and make them smile or I completely change their life around. I want to show people what I have to say and I'm not gonna let one man stop me.
So that's why today and every other day I get up and go to work.
I slowly got out of bed and dragged my feet across the floor to the bathroom. Yeah I'm definitely not a morning person. I take off my pajamas and get into the shower. Once I'm done with that I put on my clothes for the day. I look in the mirror at my appearance. My hair is a complete and utter rat's nest but doesn't matter because I'm to lazy to comb it. I look a my watch and almost pass out. I'm going to be late!
I sprint down the stairs and out of the door. I was halfway to the bus stop when I realized I forgot breakfast! Oh screw my job and my speech earlier food is my number one priority! I quickly turn around back towards my home. I run towards the kitchen almost knocking everything down in my path. I grab a doughnut and stuff it into my mouth.
Once I finally made to the recording studio I was greeted with Brian yelling profanities at me.
"Why were you late?!" Yelled Brian. All I could do was just stand there. Curse my shyness.
John quickly noticed what was wrong and walked over with Paul behind him. John said to Brian "Lay off him Brian I bet it won't happen again right George?" I nod.
"And besides George is almost never late. Can't say the same for our so called drummer."Paul said. John chuckled but disguised it as a cough once Brian glared at him. I look around yup Pete is late again.
"Alright Harrison I will let this slide but next time you won't be so lucky" and with that Brian walks off.
"Thanks you guys". I can always count on them to get me out of trouble.
"No problem George" John said. " I actually look forward to getting you out of trouble" Then John gave me one of his signature smirks.
Paul then added " Hey George did you hear the news?" Paul reminds me of a bird sometimes he's always gossiping. I shake my head no.
" Oh your gonna love it. Brian and George are thinking of finding a new drummer. And a little birdie told me they already found one."
So boom. There you go. The first chapter. I'm sorry if I made some mistakes. Hope you have a great rest of your day or night.♡
