Dreaming With The Beatles

She's Just A Baby-Ringo Starr (Part 2)

After Ringo and the older lady left, you were left there in the record shop thinking about Ringo. Everytime someone entered the shop leaving the bell to jingle, excitement rolled through you veins hoping it was Ringo with the stolen records but instead it was just another customer.

You knew you were falling in love with this boy even though you only met him twice but he grasped on to you quickly. You never felt this way with the boy you liked before. But you also knew that falling in love with him would leave to consequences towards you. But you didn't care. If you loved something strong enough you would do anything for that person.

After your shift, you purposely cleaned slowly to wait on Ringo but eventually your boss forced you to leave and he luckily didn't ask anything about missing records.

"Hopefully he'll come to my house." You thought. And hopefully your family wasn't home.

You walked out the store with your backpack on you. You walked faster to arrive home before it got dark. You kept looking around trying to find Ringo but he was nowhere to be seen. You finally arrived to your street and when you got closer to the house, you see a familiar figure sitting on your blue bench. It was Ringo.

You heart began to pound in excitement. A huge smiled sprawled on your face as you opened your fence and walked in your yard. Ringo stood up with two records in his hands. They were both Buddy Holly.

He had a huge smile and soft eyes, "I got them! I scolded them for stealing it and that they needed to apologize to you. I decided to stop here at your house. I don't think your family is here because it's so quiet and all the lights are off."

You looked up at him with bright eyes. God he was adorable! You thought.

"Thank you so much Ringo!" You grasped him for a hug. He hugged you back right away. You were only about a inch shorter then him so luckily it didn't made the hug awkward.

He backed away and smiled with cheeks that were rose. "Here are your vinyls." He handed you the Buddy Holly vinyls.

"I'll come by Sunday at 6:00 and take you on a walk, if that's fine with you of course." He nervously said.

You heart raced. You're so glad he said something. You would t have the guts to do it yourself.

"Yes that would be ama-awesome." You replied.

As he was about to respond, the both of you heard familiar voices coming from inside your house. It was your whole family crowded at the door.

Your eyes widened and you panicked. Ringo did the same.

Your dad was on the porch steps with a cigarette in his mouth. Your dad placed his hands in his pockets and glared at Ringo.

"And who are you?" He asked in a raspy voice.

Ringo swung his head to you with a scared expression. He was basically asking what he should do but you honestly didn't know what to do.

Ringo swung his head back to your threatening father. Ringo put a warm smile on his face. "I'm Ringo. I'm Y/Ns friend." He said as he walked up to your father and took his hand and shook it. Your dad shook back but probably harshly squeezed his smaller hand.