Till There Was You (George Harrison Story)

Chapter 86

(I think my Beatles/Queen fans are gonna like this one 😂 I sure did. And I know Queen wasn't exactly that popular in the early 70's, but this is an AU story they are famous now. So don't get butt hurt. 😁 enjoy!)

A few days after the party, George and I already started coming up with baby names for the baby. But after a while, George realized we were a bit behind on groceries. "Thanks again, love. Oh and don't forget me biscuits!" George said as he walked me to the door.

I placed a kiss on his lips before heading to the car, then soon driving off to the store. As always, I got a few stares and questioned looks as people tried to decipher if it was really me or not. But nevertheless, I got what I needed, including George's biscuits, paid and left.

When I got home, there was a car in the driveway that I didn't recognize. "Probably one of George's famous friend's car." I thought to myself. I grabbed the groceries and hummed softly as I brought them in. "Hi, Geor-"

He gasped as he pulled away from Olivia's lips and removed his arms around her waist as fast as he could. I just stood in front of the door in shock. Olivia cleared her throat moved away from George. "I-I... I should be going." She grabbed her things and walked past me and left in the car I didn't recognize.

George just looked at me with sorry eyes as he was about to apologize, but I didn't believe whatever he was going to say. "Brielle, let me explain." I walked into the kitchen silently and out the groceries down on the table. "She came on to me first, then I don't know why but I kissed her back. But it was an accident! I didn't mean to! I swear!"

He pleaded as I just continued to put the groceries away. "Let me help ye." He began to help me put everything away with me. I was definitely so angry with him, but I was in so much shock, I couldn't react in the moment.

"Brielle, talk to me." I continued to ignore him, but as I was walking away, he grabbed me by my arm and pulled me close to him, and he looked down at me. He leaned in to kiss me, but I pushed his face away before slapping him.

"Don't you ever try to do that again." I spat, before pushing him off and sitting on the living room couch. "Well if ye need me, I'll be in the studio." He looked at me with a saddened expression, as he rubbed the cheek that I slapped and went towards the studio.

"Damn it!" I slammed my fist down on the table, before the pain settled in and I cringed. He was going to be in the studio for a while, so I had enough time. I headed upstairs to the bedroom and grabbed a suitcase, putting my important things in there and my clothes and shoes. Then I went to Zuri's room, where she was napping, and got 2 bags for her things, one for her clothes and shoes and accessories and the other a baby bag with snacks and such.

I put her into her car seat as slowly and carefully as possible so I didn't wake her up, then I placed the car seat by the door before dragging our things down the stairs and to the car. Then I went back for Zuri and placed her car seat in the car, and I got into the driver's seat and took a deep breath.

Where would I go now? I don't want to intrude on Pattie and Adam and Jordan. I didn't want to bother Ruth, Mimi or Jace. I didn't want to intrude on Ringo and Barbara either. To a hotel I go.

I drove the car to a hotel, and paid for a room. As He asked for my name, I told him it was Brielle Anderson, just in case George went on a hunt to find me. The receptionist the helped me carry everything to my room.

"Thanks again!" I said to him as he left and I looked around the room. "It's just me, I guess." I sat down on the bed and then my stomach caught me off guard as it began to growl. I decided that instead of staying here, feeling sorry for myself, I was going to go out and test myself to a nice meal.

"It's not my fault I have a lying, cheating husband." I mumbled to myself as I threw a change of clothes on to the bed. "I don't even know why I chose him. Adam is better in bed than he is." I said angrily, looking through my things. "I should've listened and learned from Pattie's mistake." The anger continued to build up inside of me. "Damn!" I slammed my suitcase shut and stood up straight.

I told myself that he wasn't going to ruin my day, and that he wasn't even worth talking about right now. I'm just going to go out with my daughter and have a good time.

And when I finally began to believe in what I was going to do, I got dressed and put Zuri in a stroller, and that's when she decided to wake up.

"Good morning, dear." She sat up in the stroller and looked around. "Baba?" She called for her dad, which made my heart hurt. "Baba is not here right now. It's only me and you." She sat back and looked up at me.

"We are going to have fun, alright?" I fixed my hair in the mirror and looked at her. She didn't look too excited, but I was going to make sure that by the time we came home, her expression would be the total opposite.

"Come on, babe." I fixed her coat and put the key for the room in my bag and we left the room and went outside. I began to look around as I walked around with Zuri in her stroller. "Let's find somewhere good enough to-" I bumped into a tall man, and I gasped.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you!" I panicked, and He laughed softly. "It's alright, really." He turned around, and my eyes widened. He looked a bit familiar. And he gave me the same look as if he recognized me as well. "Brielle Harrison, right?" He reached his hand out and I shook it.

"I feel like I know who you are, but I just can't put my finger on it."

"My name is Brian. Brian May." He smiled, and I gasped. "From the band Queen, right?" He nodded and I began to blush. Of course! How could I miss that?

"It's great to meet you. I'm a huge fan."

"If you don't mind me asking, but why are you out here? It's cold and it's getting late. I bet your husband wouldn't approve."

"Ahh well it's a long story. But I just wanted to go somewhere and unwind with my daughter for a bit. And probably grab some dinner."

"Well I was on my way somewhere to eat. Would you like to join me?"

I agreed to go with him and we walked to this very nice restaurant. I mean, what's the worse that could probably happen?