Brielle Anderson. A shy, African-American, 22 year old.
George Harrison. A famous guitarist known for his work in The Beatles.
He likes her and she likes him. Nothing strange. But will their relationship be able to last through the troubles that co...
The next morning was probably the best one I've had in a long time. I got up for work, but realized George was gone. So I headed to the bathroom and found George taking a bath. I brushed my teeth and then headed into the shower. He was in the middle of washing his privates, so I reached over and wrapped my arms around his waist. "Good morning." He slightly jumped, but then turned to me and smiled. "Good morning, love." He kisses my lips, and I kissed back.
There wasn't much showering after that. He began to kiss my neck and our bodies were pressed together. "Geo, I think we should just get ready for work." He groaned, but pulled away. "Thank you." I kissed his cheek and we showered. After, we both got out of the shower and dried off and got ready. We ate a quick breakfast and headed off to the studio. "Okay remember. Keep Business separate from Personal." I reminded him and he nodded in agreement. "Got it." Once we arrived at the studio, he placed a kiss on my lips before we went in, then we went our separate ways.
"Good morning Brielle." Brian greeted, and I greeted him back. "Morning Brian." We got to work, and soon went to check up on the boys in the studio. "Hello, boys." Brian said, walking into the area. "Good morning Brian, Brielle." Ringo said, just smiling, which lightened up the mood. I greeted the other two boys and they greeted me back. I looked over at George, who was just smirking at me, and he looked down and began to strum his guitar. Brian was talking to Paul and John, I decided to talk to Ringo and George. "Hey boys. Do you guys need or want anything? A coffee? Some tea?" I asked them and Ringo pulled out a cigarette and lighted it. "Some tea would be nice." I was about to walk off to get his tea, but then George stopped me.
"I'll get some tea for meself, thanks." I nodded and went to get Ringo's tea, but then quickly noticed that I was being followed. I turned to look at George, but he immediately grabbed my hand and took me to a nearby closet. "What are you-" "Shush, darling." He kissed my neck and I gasped. And things went down in the closet. As he was thrusting himself into me, we heard Ringo come out of the recording room. "Where is that girl with me tea?" He took another breath out of his cigarette and began to look around. I knew I had to be quiet so I wouldn't risk getting caught, but George wasn't exactly making it easy for me.
He went towards the table that had most of the snacks and drinks and made his own tea, and went back into the studio, and George and I finished what we were doing, and stumbled out of the closet. He kissed my forehead and went back into the studio. I fixed my hair and clothes before also entering the studio.
"Where's yer tea?" Ringo asked George, who forgot that he said he was going to get some tea. "Uh.. I changed my mind." He looked at George with a confused look on his face. "Ye took a bit of time to change yer mind." He sipped his tea as he looked at George, waiting for his answer. "Yeah uh I just went to the bathroom." Ringo seemed satisfied with his answer, but turned to me and a smirk grew on his face.
Ringo was about to say something, but Brian grabbed my hand and took me out of the studio. "I know you like me boy George, but keep the closet banging to a minimum please?" He said with a smile as I blushed in embarrassment. "Ooh sorry about that. I'll keep that in mind." "Thank you. You're not as quiet as you usually are when you're getting boned, y'know?" I playfully slapped his arm and we headed back to the office.
After work, George and I went back over to his house and we threw himself dramatically into the couch. "Get up! I just fixed the throw pillows!" I said, making him get up slowly and groan. "I want a nap. But not as much as I want to take you out right now." He stood next to me as I grabbed a bottle of water. "Alright lets go then. Let me get changed first." I went up to the master bedroom and went over to the closet and got dressed, since he gave me a little spot in his huge closet to put my clothes.
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"I like yer shirt, love. Now, are ye finish paintin' yer face?" He said jokingly, and I walked out of the closet and pushed him back onto the bed. "Shut up!" I began to tickle him and the room filled with our laughs. "PLEASE STOP! I BEG YE!" He cried out between his laughs and I stopped. "Whether I paint my face or not is none of your concern." I said sassily, and he mocked my motions and mouthed what I just said. "You're going to regret that." We both continued to laugh and we left once I was finished. "Where are we going?" I asked as he drove around, looking confused. "I'm not sure. I just wanted to go out with you." I blushed and softly rubbed his thigh. "Thanks Geo."
His eyes widened and he pulled up into a parking lot of an amusement park. "Ooh! Looks fun!" I stated, and before I knew it, he was dragging me into the park, and we both looked around in amazement." His eyes lit up once he saw the rollercoaster. "Ooh lets go on that one!" He pointed to the biggest one and I shook my head. "No! I'm scared of rollercoasters!" I'm not doing that. Okay. I guess I'm doing that, because by the time I finished my sentence, we were already on the short line and we were about to get on the ride. "I know where you sleep. Sleep with one eye open toNI-AHHHHHH" I screamed as the ride started and I held on to the safety bar tightly. George seemed to be enjoying himself, but I've never been more scared in my life.
After the ride, I headed for the nearest bathroom and threw up. I didn't enjoy that ride AT ALL. Once I finished, George dragged me around the park, and we went on all kinds of rides and played all kinds of games. He won me some stuffed animals, and I won him a few, even though he said I could have them. The night turned out a lot better than I thought. We finished the night with some popcorn and cotton candy before heading back home. "Thanks Geo. I had a ton of fun." He smiled as he drove and stuffed his mouth with popcorn. "It's me job to keep ye 'appy." He quickly kissed my cheek and focused on the road, and I couldn't get memories from the night out of my head.
