Beatles Imagines (Slow Uploads) [Temporarily Discontinued]

You aren't fine (George)

Tears ran down my cheek. They framed my chin. They stained my face. My eyes hurt as more rolled right out. They were puffy as the sobs came right out. In my curled position I held a pillow which I sobbed rather loudly into. I was alone. Everyone left.

A knock came from my door. I dried my tears and whipped my runny nose and walked to the noisy door. The person on the other side was doing intervals of knocking. I plastered a smile and opened my apartment's door. There was a man standing there looking upset and concerned. He had guilt and sadness written in his brown eyes. His moptop hair framed his face perfectly, I took in his little smile he gave me has he looked at me. It wasn't a happy smile. It looked like he was trying coax a small child to come out of their hiding place.

"Hello?" My voice crackled. I cringed to myself. "Nice going, now he knows something's wrong now." I told myself.

"I came over to see if you were alright. Are you alright love?" The man said in a soft tone. He looked at me with a genuine look of worry. "These walls are pretty thin." He said.

I choked on my breath. He heard me. He had heard me curled against my wall sobbing. "I.. I'm ok" I choked out, holding back the river of tears I was holding back. I tried closing the door

"No you're not love," He said in his soft voice that made me melt a little. He put his hand out and stopped the door. "That's why I'm here."

"Trust me..." I paused.

"George, George Harrison" He said his face never changing from his concerned look.

"Trust me Mr. Harrison. I am better off alone." I said pushing the door. It was no use. He was much stronger than I was. Especially at this current moment in my wonderful time of grief.

"If you were better off alone, I wouldn't have come over." George stated in his soft tone. He pushed on the door and I let it swing open. "Can I come in?" I nodded. The blockade for my tears was slowly breaking. Before I could wipe away the couple that got threw, George wrapped his arms around me, in a protective manner. "(Y/n)" he said in a calm tone that was louder than his soft voice from before. This time his voice was filled with compassion and love. "I don't want you to ever be alone." I nodded into his chest letting the tears free flow. We sunk to the floor and sat together on our knees in the middle of the floor hugging.

I quietly sobbed in his shirt. I didn't even ask him how he knew my name. I just enjoyed the moment of his arms around me. Comfort and warmth filled me. He started to hum a familiar melody. I had heard it a few times and it was so new. Do you want to know a secret by The Beatles. The new music of 1963. The music that was shaping the 60s. I stopped crying as he started swaying.

He ended up backing into the wall and I sat with my back aghast his chest. I played with his hands as his fingers found their way into mine. He started to softly hum chains. "George?" I asked him. My tears were long gone. I had already told him my lonely background.

"Yes, (y/n)?" He asked.

"How do you know these songs so well? I don't even know some of the lyrics. The album just came out." I asked him tapping my foot against his.

"Well..." I could hear the smile in his voice. "I kinda, sorta, sing chains" I heard the smile and listened as it morphed into a smirk. I felt the smirk.

"What?!" I slid forward. Letting go of his hands. I jumped up, my dress twirling around my knees in protest. I turned around and looked at George. I examined his face as he stood up his smirk traveled into his eyes. I ran into my bedroom to my record player and grabbed the please please me album and walked over to George. I held up the album cover and looked at the members one at a time. I looked at George. I longed to the member leaning furthest over the railing and smiling down. He was in the inside on the right side of the group. I almost dropped my record. "Can I meet the band?" I asked with wide eyes and excitement lapsing through my voice, genuine wondering laced my voice.

George only laughed and smiled.