I hope you have fun reading the story♡
George POV
"Are you joking Paul?!" I say. If he isn't joking that would be awesome. Pete would be gone and I would have peace. That also means we get a new drummer! I could use a new friend. It gets a little lonely around the studio with John and Paul off doing there own thing.
"Nope" Paul says popping the p. " I'm not joking". I can't seem to get the smile off my face. "This is great so when do you think Pete will get fired?". Right as those words leave my lips I hear a cough and immediately turn around. Pete Best.
" Um escuse me but I couldn't help but over hear. Surprise you lads are talking about me again. So what's it about this time. My raw sex appeal, my revolutionary drumming-"
" I'm just gonna stop you right there." John interupted him. " We weren't talking about how great you are. Though if we were it would be a short conversation. We were talking about you getting the boot."
" That's impossible Lennon." Pete practically spit at him. " Oh it's possible. You better pack your bags" Paul retorted. Pete glared at us and said " You can't fire me. This band would be nothing without me. Lennon's horrible voice sounds like a cat just got runover by a truck. McCartney can't even play the simplest chord on the guitar. And George. You're the worst musician I have ever heard. You can't sing in tune, can't write a song, or play the guitar. A dead woman has more talent then you".
I try to pretend like his insults don't hurt me but I feel my face get hot. I have been completely quit until this point." You son of a b*tch"
"Harrison!". Shoot Brian. "What do you think you're doing!?" I try to come up with an answer but end up stuttering. " Uh um uh-"
"God Harrison do you ever speak?!" Brian yelled at my face. Come on George say something! Say something! " Pete started it!"
Great. Now I sound like a child. This is really helping my relationship with Brian.
John and Paul tried to stick up for me but Brian started yelling at them too. I don't like this side of brian. This isn't him. This isn't him.
During all the yelling and arguing Pete said something I never thought he'd say. " I Quit!"
All went quit. You could hear a pin drop. Pete said it again " I quit". Brian didn't say anything, nobody said anything. We just looked at him with our eyes wide. Brian quietly spoke up " I won't stop you if that's what you really want." That shocked me. Nobody gets in Brian Epstein's way. He always gets what he wants. But I guess this is different.
The day went on Pete packed his bags and just left. In a flash he was just gone. Gone. I remember his first day. He just strolled into the studio acting as if he owned the place. But when he left he just left. Nobody was there to tell him goodbye and wish him good luck or a happy life. He just left.
That night as I was laying in my bed I couldn't sleep. I was thinking too much again. I do that a lot think too much. Right now I was thinking about what Pete said. Was he right? Am I a bad Musician? Should I give up my music career? I look out my window and see the night sky filled with stars. I wonder what it would like to be a star. Not having a care in the world. Just up in the sky being beautiful.
I look at my watch. It's not too late. I bet I could go down to the cavern club and see who's preforming. That will distract me from my negative thoughts. I get dressed and grab my coat and head out the door.
The cavern club isn't very crowded like it normally is. Which can be a good thing sometimes. Especially now because I really want to be alone and just listen so some live music.
I look to see who's preforming. Rory Storm and the Hurricanes. The name doesn't ring a bell but I bet they will sound amazing. It's just a feeling.
I grab a seat towards the front so i will be able to hear the band better. I look around there must be less then 20 people here. Slow night I guess.
After a little while the band comes onto the stage. Well everyone but the drummer. Where is he? One of the guitarists yell backstage " Ringo hurry up or will start without ye". Ringo huh what a funny name. I like it.
The drummer comes up on stage and sits on the drums. " I'm so sorry lads I was in the bathroom. I-I couldn't hold it in. Y'know when you gotta go you gotta go."
I laugh out loud and the guitarist glares at me so I shut up. The drummer must be Ringo. He's kinda short with a big nose. But he also has the most blue eyes I have ever seen. You could get lost in them.
The band starts to play I must admit they were not bad. I quickly found myself tapping my foot to the beat. This is what I needed some music and dancing to make me feel much better.
While I was embarrassing myself dancing I looked around. Nobody was even paying attention to the band. I was the only one having a good time! No no no this won't do. " Hey everyone stop sitting around and come enjoy the great band!" I yelled at them but they wouldn't listen. Fine be boring losers for all I care.
I looked back towards the band. The drummer looked a little down. I bet it's because nobody else was jamming out like I was. Ringo looked at me and I gave him a great big smile showing my fangs. Now I'm pretty insecure about my teeth but I couldn't help it. I just felt like he needed a big smile to cheer him up. And it worked he gave a me a smile even bigger than mine. I could tell it wasn't one of those fake smiles. It was 100% real. I love that.
There's chapter 2. George will officially meet ringo in the next part. So I hope you enjoyed ♡
