I Need You- George Harrison Fan-Fiction

Chapter 29- Movie Night In Our Den

||Michelles POV||

~Carrying on from last chapter~

We continued staring into each others eyes for a moment longer then I broke the silence.

"So, what do you want to do?"

He raised his eyebrows and made a thinking face, it made me giggle a little. He looked back at me and his eyes widened. He gasped loudly and turned around quickly while still picking me up.

"Ah, woah what are you doing?" I asked in confusion as he walked into his house and up the stairs. He smirked at me and said,

"I have a surprise." I moved closer to him as he carried me up the stairs.

"Huh?" I said still confused. Why has he got a surprise? He carried me into his bedroom and he placed me back on my feet. He walked over to his drawers and opened it. He rummaged through then pulled out a little box. He looked at me quickly still with the smirk on his face.

"Close your eyes!" he said. I held my hands over my face covering up my eyes. I felt George close up behind me, I felt something cold placed onto my neck.

"Open," he said. I moved my hands away from my face and onto my neck. I looked down and saw a beautiful silver necklace there. On the chain was a silver heart with sparkling diamonds on top, it made me gasp.

"George!" I said in shock, he wrapped his arms around me from the back and moved his head into my neck. I felt him breath on my neck as he laughed. The necklace was truly beautiful and looked so expensive. "Do you like it?" he asked.

"I love it, George!" he smiled massively. "You didn't have to do this! This is so expens-" he cut me off by saying,

"Nope, it's my gift for you. And you deserve it! Turn it over," I let out a little laugh then flipped the heart over. I saw engraved onto it,

"GH MJ"

Awhh, our initials. I turned my head to face George and I smiled uncontrollably, he did too.

"Thank you so much," I said as I turned around facing George. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly. He rested is head on top of mine and said,

"You're welcome."

When we pulled away George said in a posh voice,

"So my fine lady, can I take the pleasure of taking you out?" I giggled at how his accent totally failed as his scouse accent took over. He held his hand out and I took it.

"Yes, my dear," I replied. He smirked then we made our way downstairs and out the house while holding hands. We walked down the street to wherever we were going. I felt George squeeze my hand and I looked up at him. He was grinning and said,

"What are you grinning for?"

He moved his hand and wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me closer to him.

"I'm so glad I've got you back," he moved his face closer to me and I did the same. We pushed our noses together squashing them. When we pulled away I rested my head on his shoulder.

"You know the song you wrote me?" I said.

"Yeah, 'I Need You'?" I nodded and carried on,

"You wrote 'you told me you don't want my loving anymore'. I didn't say that," I felt the awkwardness.

"Uh, I really thought you wasn't going to take me back. I thought you hated me," he explained.

"Nono, I still loved you the same. I guess I can't stop... it's just what you did really did hurt me and I was so confused I didn't know what to do," I explained too. He kissed the top of my head but kept his lips there, I felt him say,