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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Amelia's POV Things eventually started to roll a lot easier once I'd got a couple of drinks down me, I wasn't drunk it was just more a Dutch courage kind of thing. Me and George talked, about everything really, once John left us to it, we talk about him and the band and he told me all about their time in Hamburg and how he got deported for being underage, I must admit this made me laugh secretly to myself. He told me all about his love for music and you could tell his sincerity when speaking just from the look in his eyes, he was truly passionate about his music, it's a beautiful sight. The cavern started to fill up quickly as more and more people entered, wanting to catch tonight's performance of "The Beatles" as they were calling themselves now, they must be pretty good if this many people are turning up, I thought to myself. But of course with the abundance of people gathering in a small place, the sound made by them became even louder.
"So what about you? What do you do when you're not working?" George practically yelled inches away from my ear in hopes I'd hear him "I'm at the Art and Design college, I'm studying interior design" I replied as loud as I could without bursting his ear drum, "What?" George shouted moving his face closer to mine, partially from the noise barrier, partially from getting shoved by all the people in the small club, making my heart skip slightly as I could feel the warmth radiating off him, "Sorry?" I shouted back not hearing his last question feeling embarrassed, Without saying another word, George grabbed my hand in his soft, warm one and pulled me away from the bar. I'd completely lost Mandy at this point anyways as I'm sure she'd met up with Rory who'd also come along to watch the performance but I'm sure she wouldn't worry too much about me, she knew I could handle myself and boy if she ever found out something had happened to me....let's just say you wouldn't want her to find out. "George what are you doing?" I asked as he continued practically pulling my arm out the socket as he lead me towards the back of the stage where it got seemingly quieter as we entered a small cupboard. "Now then what were you saying?" He smiled at himself closing the door behind us now we'd escaped the unbearable noise level I giggled at him and he propped himself against the wall looking down at me with his kind eyes, "Well you asked what I get up to when I'm not working and usually I'd be at home studying, I go to the college of Art and Design here, I'm studying interior design" I said proudly, blowing a stray hair away from my face as I sat on the small stool opposite George, he grinned at as he straightened himself up. "A college girl?" He asked surprised as I shrugged smiling at him, battling my eyelashes playfully, "Well I've only been there for two weeks" I blushed looking down as he started to get closer to me "Still that's pretty impressive, I wasn't smart enough to get into college, not that I mind though see, I didn't want to be tied up in the electrician business like the rest of me mates" George scoffed sitting next to me on a spare stool, I hummed back understandingly, Liverpool was nice and all but the job opportunities were very limited. "I can't say I blame you, you know? Choosing music I mean" I spoke quickly noticing his confused look towards me "Music is just so..... so expressive, you know? and when you listen to it you just feel as though it has the power to take you away....far away from any worries and negativity in the world" I surprised myself at my philosophy of music but George seemed to like it as he grinned right from ear to ear, flashing me those gorgeous canines of his. I could feel myself becoming more and more attracted to George but I was scared to let myself ever fall for someone, I'd never had a boyfriend before, not a proper one anyways, the last boy I was interested in left me heartbroken, so all this with George seemed very new to me but it somehow.....felt right? "I'm so glad you feel that way about music Amelia you have no idea, so many people don't understand when I say I'm in a band and I'm going to go on to record music and all that, they all scoff at me and say "alright lad sure you are, you'll be crawling back to the electrician business in no time" they don't understand it" George whined shaking his head as he looked down almost defeated by his own words, after a few moments of silence, I spoke up, "Fuck them" I said much to George's utmost shock "What was that?" He laughed not sure what to think "If they're not going to believe in you.....then fuck them, they're not worth your time" I repeated laughing along with George as he lit up a cigarette passing it to me after he'd had a couple of drags.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, interrupting our comfortable gaze at each other, "George? You in there? George mate we're on" Paul's panicked voice spoke loudly through the door, in an attempt to made himself heard over the loud chatter outside "Shhhhit" George quickly bounded to the door, putting his cig out on the wall as he swung the door open, "Sorry mate, I'm there in 2" he assured Paul as he ran off to the stage "I'm sorry love, here....go get yourself another drink and go stand by the front where I can see you." George turned to me giving me a couple of shillings and a wink as he ushered me out the small room. As we parted ways at the back of the stage, I immediately headed to the bar where I saw none other than my sister Mandy snogging her boyfriend, I grimaced at them as they were practically sucking each other's faces off like in one of those weird alien movies. I pushed the thought of my grotesque sister to the back of my mind and ordered myself another vodka cranberry. I headed to the front of the stage waiting for the band to come on.
Paul lead the way on stage waving at the audience who quickly swarmed around the stage practically pushing me onto it...."ouch." I breathed out just as George was walking on "You alright love?" He asked leaning down next to me concerned, "Yeah yeah don't worry I'm all good." I lied holding my rib that was in excruciating pain now thanks to the girl behind me, George luckily believed me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before tuning up his guitar making his way towards the back of the stage.
Suddenly the music started up making me jump slightly but I easily got straight into it with dancing at their catchy set list along with the other audience members. Their set list included songs ranging from Buddy Holly and the Crickets, to Little Richard and Chuck Berry, these guys were amazing and everyone else thought so, the cheering was deafening. My eyes darted all across the stage, taking in all the fun the boys were having, appearing to be like proper rock stars, Paul played the bass like nothing I'd ever heard before, tilting his head in time with the music, John was much more energetic, bouncing around the stage like a puppy but my eyes quickly made their way over to George and they stayed there throughout the rest of their performance.
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The way he played his guitar was nothing like I'd ever seen before, he was brilliant! I couldn't quite believe how good he was actually, he hardly even had to look at his guitar, his hands moved expertly up and down the finger board making me swoon as he played Johnny B. Goode, I didn't think it possible to find this boy any more attractive than I already did but this just proved me wrong. "Evening everyone, we hope you're all having a good time tonight so far" George spoke earning a few cheers from the audience, myself included, "So we're going to play a little old song now called "nothin shakin" by Eddy Fontaine, I hope you like it and will join in with the clappin 'n' that and yeah enjoy" he spoke enthusiastically into the microphone before starting up the song, taking glances at me throughout and winking. Wait.....was he singing to me?
