Ok I know I should be writing about a different one to switch it up but here is another George because he is sweet . Also I am sorry that I have been writing a lot of angst but it's just what stories have been coming to mind.
You were feeling pretty good at the moment. Your band, the Beatles , were still soaring to the top, all your band mates are still best friends and of course your relationship with your absolutely lovely boyfriend , George was ,going perfect as it has for the passed while.
At least that's what you thought.
Poor sweet George had other things to say.
George was an amazing companion. He had millions of girls screaming and swooning at him everyday, and that also included harassing his girlfriend and spreading rumours about her because they were jealous that she was his girlfriend and in the band. George could easily have any of them. He only had eyes for you though. He thought you were absolutely amazing. You were kind, sweet, funny, down to earth, just a beautiful person. George really just genuinely liked you and the time you guys spent together. He was completely loyal to you.
George sighed and continued to kick the ground with the toe of his shoe, now too distracted to play guitar. He looked across the studio to see y/n resting her hand under her head, instrument to the side. She was obviously bored or tired. Perfect timing for an excuse to get out of practice. He was about to walk over when to his annoyance Paul and John beat him to it. The sat on either side of her in a sort of doggy pile and cuddled into her. Paul started rubbing a little to close to her waist for George's liking. Watch your hands Paul. He thought to himself.
But to his surprise she nuzzled back into him. George started to freak out on the inside. Right at that moment ringo walked in looking exhausted, it was the end of the day after all. Y/n being the caring person she was took one look at ringo and realized how overworked he was. She jumped up immediately and told him that she would make tea for them all. She didn't notice how sleepy George was. He shrugged it off, besides some warm tea would be really nice right now, his throat did feel a bit sore.
After hearing lots of clangs and a few curses coming from the small break room at the studio, the beautiful y/n walked in with some mugs of tea in her hands. She handed each to the other three boys and they responded with a weak thank you which was a bit rude in George's opinion. George reached out his hands and grabbed at the air wanting his tea. Y/n finally took notice. « oh , George i completely forgot about you « she said quickly and then turned her attention to the other boys again.
She had forgotten about him? Now he just felt sad and upset with her. So she had time for the others but not him? George sat in agony with his thoughts and watched the four of them all cuddled up on the couch. He wasn't invited. Now he just felt jealous. Paul mentioned how he needed to go home to bed and so Paul and ringo decided to leave too. ' don't leave me " his girlfriend called out to them and made them hug her. " wow, your own boyfriend can't even give you a hug" John snickered out.
George felt slightly embarrassed. What if he wasn't good for her? George still managed to ask her if she wanted to go home through his anxiety. Even though he was really upset by now he still wanted to make y/n notice him so he picked up both of their guitars and carried them to the car without a thank you. Y/n got into the drivers seat and turned the key in the ignition. The night was dark and the only light was coming from the lousy streetlight. George looked at her and felt worse. He knew he shouldn't dwell on this but she had forgotten him. Had he done something Wrong?
You had immediately noticed that something was up with George as soon as he got in the car. He wasn't acting normal. You let him have some quiet until you got home. The car ride was silent, was unusual. It made your stomach churn because you knew something was wrong.
You pulled into your shared driveway, put the car into park and turned it off. It was very dark outside and there was only a tiny bit of light from a distant street lamp. Neither of you had gotten out of the car immediately, so you still sat there with your hands on the wheel and sighed. You could just feel the tension coming from George. You looked over st him but he still didn't say anything or look up, he just cowered into the seat and clenched his stomach, obviously thinking. You decided to break the silence.
« "geo?" You said softly. He got up and slammed the door of the car. You got up and followed him on the gravelled driveway. "George!" You tried again." No!" He slammed the front door right in your face. You opened the heavy front door and quickly looked it behind you. You could hear George going upstairs. You walked up behind him but when you got to the bedroom door you realized it might be best to let him be for a while. So you sat down beside the door worrying about your George.
Why was he so upset? Nothing seemed to happen at the studio, he was perfectly happy until it was almost time to leave. Was it you? It couldn't be. You hadn't even talked to him all day! Barely been near him! So why was he so Upse- oh. Was he sad because you weren't paying much care to him all day? George could get a bit jealous and he liked lots of affection. You felt terrible.
You stood up and knocked on the door. You heard a little grumble so you just walked in anyways. George was softly crying. It was terrible to see. The door creaked and he immediately looked up at you."what do you want?" He snapped ." George I'm sorry let's just talk" you tried." No!" He said harshly. You closed the door." Just go!" He said in the same tone. You started to walk towards him. " leave!!" He raised his voice for the first time at you." Geo I-" you tried to stay calm." GET OUT!" He screeched and pointed at the door." Fine! Fine George, I know I was wrong and I was going to apologize, I understand if you need some time alone but this isn't gonna work out if you can't just talk to me!" More tears ran down his face as you slammed the door and walked out of the hoUse.
George cried harder. He should of taken your advice and let you stay. He took you down with him and now he felt even worse. How could she love someone as needy as me. He just gougnote to himself. She would be much better off with someone else. George kept crying harder.
Meanwhile you went for a little walk around the neighbourhood. You were still hurting a little from George yelling at you. And even though you wanted to be angry you felt bad for making Georgie cry. You didn't want to sleep on all this so maybe it would be best just to apologize and put this behind you.
As you walked back up the stairs and up to your room you opened the door without knocking . It was a little jammed from when you slammed it. There was George, sitting on the bed crying uncontrollably, hiccuping and gasping for air. Truely heartbreaking. You went and sat beside him. He looked up and you with guilt and tear filled eyes." I-I'm S-sorry for yelling a-at youuu " je could barely get out. You could see he felt terrible so you grabbed his hands and intertwined your fingers, given his hand little strokes with your thumb." It's ok George, I'm ok. But what's eating you? " you asked .
You knew he heard you but he just looked down and started crying again. You opened your mouth to say something but you decided to just let him take his time. «" i- i just feel that y-you love o-other people m-more an and I just feel jealous and you know I-just like I'm not important or special, d-did i do something? " he cried. You rubbed his back a little. " George, i understand and I'm really sorry I made you feel this way. I hope you know that I love you so fucking much. God how I love you. And you are so special and honestly my whole world. I love you ok George? " you rubbed his cheek. «" I love you too " he whispered.
"Let's get you tucked in " you pulled him back and gave him all the blankets he needed. " can I have some kisses?" He whispered. You smiled and peppered his head and cheeks with little kisses and some hugs." Im sorry I overreacted y/n " he said. " it's ok George, don't dwell on it, I love you and tomorrow is another day" you reassured him.
You had gone downstairs to watch tv for a while and then carefully walked back into your shared room. It looked like George was asleep. You got into bed and faced him, his back was turned to you. " god I love him, I'm so glad we met George. You've always been an amazing person in my life" you whispered fondly. George had really been awake the whole time and smiled as he cuddled back to sleep.
Well there's another story with almost the same plot as the others
