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Two months later
Ringo POV
I'm so happy to called George my best friend. The rest of Rory Storm aren't the nicest lads but before George they were all I had. They stuck with me trough thick and thin and were always there for me. I can't just leave them. If I do Rory would be infuriated. Rory can be a little scary sometimes.
Anyway back to George. George is so kind and I can tell he really cares. My whole life I've only known people who pretend to like me and use me or just flat out hate me. Not George. Definitely not George. He knows everything there is to know about me but likes me anyway. I'm looking forward to making memories with him!
Today I'm going to George's flat to hang out. He says he has a surprise for me but he won't tell me. I wonder what it could be. What if George Is secretly a murder and plans to kill me. And he hides knives in his basement or something! I mean I've never been to his flat so it's a possibility.
It's a nice autumn day today. The leaves have started to change into all kinds of colors. I arrive at George's flat and knock on the door. George quickly opened the door with a big smile on his face. Oh how I love that smile. George once said that he was insecure of it especially his fangs. I don't understand why. His smile could make even the darkest cloud into a rainbow.
George greeted me with one of his million dollar hugs. That's another thing I love about George. His nice warm hugs. Sometimes he hugs me so tight that all of my broken pieces fit together again.
He let's me into his flat. He had many pictures of his family hanging on the walls. His flat was small but cozy. George led me into the kitchen where on the counter was a big beautiful kite. "George are we doing what I think we're doing". George smirked at me and said "If you're thinking about us flying a kite than yes."
We walked toward the park with the kite in my hands. "George this is so cool. I absolutely love flying kites!" George smiled at me and said "Really? None of the other lads really like it. They say it's too boring and that they're too busy."
"Are you joking?! Flying a kite could be so entertaining. When I was a kid me and my mother flew them all the time. Well my mother flew it and I just chased it but it was still fun!" I said
" That's what I said! I guess great minds think alike." George smiled.
"Yes they do George yes they do."
We arrived at the park after a while. It took us a little longer than normal to get there because we were too busy jumping in the leaves. Before George I jumped in the leaves alone.
The park wasn't very crowded today because most of the kids are in school. More room to run around I guess. George set up the kite and held it up high. Then he started to run and run. The kite started to soar! It was so beautiful in the sky. So confident.
After watching it for a while I start to chase it. I try jumping to reach it but it's at least 20 feet in the air. Oh who cares I'm having the time of my life! I keep on chasing it but unfortunately I ran staight into George and we both fell to the ground. I quickly stand up and help him to his feet. He hand always fits perfectly into mine.
"Oh God I'm so sorry George! I should've looked where I was going God that was stupid of me!" I try to apologize but George doesn't say anything he just looked up at the sky. "George?"
He looks at me with a pained expression. "The kite, I-I lost it."
I look at his hands and look back up at the sky. He's right. No kite. " George I'm so sorry. I'll buy you a new one I promise! I-"
George inturupted me "Ringo it's fine. It's just a kite. Most importantly are you okay?" George isn't mad at me? If it was Rory well I don't want to think about him. I nod at him.
" Ringo you sure do apologize alot." My face gets warm. Well this is embarrassing. "Sorry". Oh shoot.
George realized what I said and laughed and soon I did the same. On our way back to George's flat we joked and laughed. I wouldn't change this feeling for the world.
At his flat George led me into his bed room. He records, posters and other things in his room. It was kind of meesy but it was charming. I noticed his records and record player. "You want to listen to some music? Are you an Elvis fan?" George asked me. "Of course I am who isnt?!" I excitedly said. George chuckled at me " Alright I'll put one on calm down" He laughed. Oh how I love that laugh. I could listen to it for hours.
George put on a record and I immediately recognized it. It was Houndog! I love that song but Rory hates it. He hates anything Elvis and says he's overrated. I just think he's jealous. George started to dance and I will say he has some great moves! I just look like I'm having a seizure.
George noticed me not moving and looked strangely. " Why aren't you dancing? You should come join me!".
" Oh no I don't dance very good."
George looked confused but soon smiled. "Ringo I don't mind. You shouldn't be nervous it's just me." His reassuring words me feel better. George does that alot. Make me feel better.
I soon find myself dancing next to him. It felt great embarrassingly dancing with him. Like it's just us against the world.
Soon we got tired at sat down and ate some dinner on his bedroom floor. We ate some biscuits and I know it's not very good for diner but we didn't care.
As we were finishing up a small cat walked in. " Oh my god you have a cat?!" He was orange with bright green eyes. " Oh no I've never seen that cat before in my life!" George sarcastically remarked. I ignored him and let the cat jump in my lap. I started to pet him and he purred. Oh he is just so cute!
George warmly smiled at us and said "Aww he likes you. His name is Elvis by the way." I smiled at his name and continued to pet the feline. George got up and got one of the cats toys from his closet. It was a stick with a toy mouse at the end with a rattle inside. George started to dangle it above him and Elvis jumped up and started to catch it but failed miserably. We laughed at the feline and the looked at each other and laughed harder. This always happens between us we laugh and then look at each other and laugh harder.
That night we sat on the roof and looked at the stars. George said something about stars. What was it? Oh yeah it was the stars are always there to guide you home. I'm still trying to find out what home is. Whether it's a place or a person I don't know.
George looked at the stars and started to sing " you are my sunshine" He has a very clear and beautiful voice! It's a shame I didn't hear him before. George also looked like an angel singing in the night. Maybe he is. He surly isn't like any other human being I've ever met.
George noticed me staring and asked " Hey Ritchie you alright?" Ritchie. I love it when he calls me that. My parents call me Ritchie too. But when George says it it's different. A good Different.
"Oh yeah I'm fine it's just that you have a great voice Geo" Geo. I gave him that nickname. I can tell that he loves it more than his real name.
George smiles and says " Oh it's nothing. I bet you have a great voice too." A great voice? I don't know about that. Well Rory hates my voice. He never let's me sing onstage.
"It's not the good Geo. The only other person who has heard my voice is Rory. He says my singing could completely kill our band's reputation. He always tells me to never open my mouth. To sing or even talk."
George looked from a range of angry to disappointed to shocked. "Ritchie you can't believe him. He doesn't know what he's talking about! I bet you have a voice better than a choir of angels! Ringo I can't believe you're friends with him! He obviously treats you like dirt and and-"
He starts to calm down from almost yelling and waking up the whole neighborhood. "I'm sorry for raising my voice. It's just that I can't stand to see my best friend hurt. I dont want you to get hurt Ritchie."
"Geo look you don't have a thing to worry about. I always know how to deal with Rory and I know he's just joking." I don't know who I'm reassuring him or me.
" Ritchie I know you're strong. It's just scary y'know?"
I nod and give him a hug. A great big hug. "I'll be okay Geo."
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