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george walked into the music room, incredibly annoyed. he shoved paul. paul looked confused.

"what are you trying to do with ava?" george questioned angrily.

paul sighed in irritation.

"nothing!" he justified himself.

george rolled his eyes.

"we've been friends for three years. i've never seen you be 'nothing' with a girl." he argued skeptically.

paul began to stammer

"well, i can always change!" paul argued again.

george huffed.

"you're not going to change for a cute girl you met yesterday, paul." he doubted.

paul groaned.

"why are your panties in a twist anyways? you got a thing for her?" paul asked him annoyingly, trying to change the subject.

george became flustered.

"n-no. i just don't want to see her get hurt. she's like - just too good for this hellhole." he confided, sighing afterwards.

the room gave around ooo's.

"sounds like you got a thing for her." ringo muttered.

"yeah, mate." john agreed with ringo.

george shook his head, trying to change the subject.

"nah, i made-out with pattie boyd yesterday." he cockily bragged, trying to shrug off ava.

he would never admit his feelings. to anybody, about anybody. not even himself.

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