A/N: when I started this book I didn't really know what I was doing but I feel it's got better in the later chapters, please stick with it, it will get better and there are already plenty of ideas for a second book!
Liverpool, November 9th 1961
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George's POV We left Jim McCartney's house around 6:30 to give us plenty of time to get to the Cavern, we began walking, chatting normally, smoking our cigarettes until the conversation I really didn't want to happen popped up... "So George..." Paul started taking a drag of his cig "Hmm?" "You mentioned earlier at NEMS about an "extra audience member" coming tonight, what's all that about?" He asked as the other lads turned their heads, intrigued as to what my answer could be "Well uh....earlier in the café I met....a girl-" "She a good shag?" John quipped earning a giggle from Pete "Fuck off" I shook my head disapprovingly at Lennon's remark, taking a deep inhale of my cig. "I mean yeah she's....beautiful but I genuinely like her you know she's....nice" I shrugged taking a deep inhale of the cold night air before returning to the warmth of my cigarette My comment of Amelia resulted in an annoyingly loud cackle from John "Nice? Fucking "nice" Harrison?" He wheezed almost doubling over at the comicalness of it all (!) "Oh fuck off John" I grunted flicking the butt of my cig at him, shoving past him in the process, placing my free hand in my pocket as I carried my guitar in the other. "Oh come on George, he's only messin with ya" Paul perked up grabbing my shoulders from behind as I started to walk faster away from the distant laughter "He's a swine" I muttered under my breath taking another Marlboro out my pocket, indicating at Paul to light it for me, Paul's always been my best mate, he understands me more than the others and I appreciated him for that, he was truly a big brother to me.
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"Yeah but that's John, you're letting him get to you, about a girl you met today....she can't have been that nice surely" he grinned cheekily, mocking me from my earlier word choice I sighed and looked down at my feet, stopping briefly allowing the other two to catch up somewhat. "Ther-......I don't even know how to describe it Paul...theres just....something.....something about her that I can't quite put my finger on but she just has this way of attracting me to her, I maybe sound stupid but it felt good to be around her today" I explained the best I could to my best mate before the others could catch up. Paul simply nodded, patting me on the back as we continued walking to the club, suddenly my nerves started to get the better of me, what if she doesn't come? What if she does come but doesn't like the performance? What if she doesn't like me? Shit what am I doing? My train of thought was broken by Paul shouting at me....jeez how long was I thinking for? "GEORGE?!" He snapped his fingers in my face "Where'd you go mate?" He laughed slightly looking amazed that I'd walked all the way here not listening to a word he'd just said....oops "I'm here" I shook my head to get me out of that nervous mindset. It was now 6:50 as we walked down into the club to be met by the bartender, "Evening lads" he nodded at us, the four of us placing our instruments on the stage to the right of the bar. "Same as usual is it?" The bartender asked again as we took our seats at the bar simply nodding at his question. The 3 lads quickly started a conversation between themselves about something or other but I couldn't shake this gut feeling, this stupid feeling that Amelia wouldn't show, my leg started jumping up and down and I quickly tried to stop by placing my hand firmly on it, luckily no one saw, I took a deep breath, my gaze dashing from the entrance back around the bar for any sign of Amelia, just seeing her again would make me the happiest man.
It quickly rolled on to 7pm, I heard the door open upstairs and quickly shot my eyes to the stairs only to be greeted by.......a local.....I need to calm down, but I couldn't shake this feeling, "George you alright? You've hardly said a word since we've been here" Pete said looking concerned from across the bar. I opened my mouth to start talking when John, of course, spoke up. "Oh I wouldn't worry Pete, probably just thinking about how nice his bird is" he laughed to himself at which I rolled my eyes and mouthed an "I'm fine" back at Pete who was genuinely concerned.
Suddenly I felt a small tap on my shoulder and I instantly spun in my chair to be met by her ethereal face, her dark, treacle like eyes gazing at me innocently, my eyes darted from her eyes down to her lips, wow her perfect Cupid shaped lips were a beautiful tinge of mocha, I took in her appearance, her small yet curvaceous figure was hugged beautifully by a short dress that accentuated everything about her gorgeously, this girl really did things to me and then she spoke.
"Hello George" she giggled sweetly brushing a stray hair away from her face "Amelia.....you look-" "Nice" John butted in taking Amelia's hand in his own as he winked at me "Enchanté" he spoke kissing her hand softly as she looked at me concerned, I just shrugged and rolled my eyes letting her know this is just what he's like "Oh hello" she spoke taken aback as she pulled her hand away from this strange creature we called John Lennon "Names John" he said nodding at her as he glanced up and down at her making the heat rise in my face "Amelia" she nodded back, folding her arms over her chest, seemingly uncomfortable, and I don't blame her, John makes me uncomfortable at the best of times, but we love him John noticed this and patted me on the back before walking back to the others "pleasure meeting you Amelia" he spoke loudly as he walked away grabbing the attention of Paul and Pete who simultaneously looked up at us from their drinks, smirking.....I couldn't see them smirking but I just knew "Sorry about John he's just....odd like that....trust me you never really get used to it" I chuckled and she laughed in return showing me those adorable dimples of hers. "Oh uh I hope you don't mind George but I brought my sister Mandy along with me" she introduced her sister who I could've sworn I'd seen before, then it hit me, "Mandy? You're Rory's bird aren't you?" I ask as the realisation came to me "Oh you know Rory?" Mandy asked shaking my hand firmly "Yeah he's a mate of mine, him and his band play here regularly, he's the competition like but he's still a mate" I laughed then suddenly remembered my manners, "Oh ladies can I get you both a drink?" I asked hopeful that Amelia would say yes "Oh I'll have a pint of lager if you're buying" Mandy said playfully taking her seat next to Amelia who's attention I was brought to when she spoke "I'll just have a vodka cranberry please if you wouldn't mind?" She asked in the sweetest way making my heart melt "Yeah of course love" I smiled getting the attention of the bartender and ordered our drinks, So far so well George I thought to myself as I watched her happily sip on her drink taking in all the surroundings of the cavern club.
