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The Beatles - Stalkers - Part 2

For mcvibe007 thank you:))
This has a George Harrison lean throughout.

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School had come and gone for good, fading into a distant memory that felt like a whisper from the past, merely a chapter in the vast book of your life that was still being written. Now, as you stood on the brink of a new adventure, you were embarking on an exciting new journey: university life, with all its possibilities and uncertainties. With the campus just a reasonable distance from your home, you had fallen into a comfortable routine of walking back after classes, relishing in the fresh air and the quiet moments of reflection that came with every step, allowing your mind to wander through the day's events and thoughts.

However, on this particular day, you encountered a sight that completely took you by surprise and left you momentarily speechless. Out of nowhere, there stood a merry band of Quarrymen, the very same boys who had packed their bags, said their goodbyes, and jetted off to Hamburg just under a year and a half ago, leaving an indelible mark on your memories.

"Well, I never..." you muttered under your breath, your heart skipping a beat as a familiar voice rang out in the air, echoing with the laughter and memories of the past.

In front of you stood the three boys, lined up confidently as if they owned the street, taller and undeniably more striking than you remembered them. They were dressed in matching dark jackets and trousers that gave them an air of camaraderie, and their unique haircuts added an extra flair to their appearances, making them look like they had stepped right out of a music magazine.

When they left for Hamburg, you experienced a mix of emotions, a blend of sadness and anticipation. On one hand, you felt the weight of solitude press down on you, knowing you would have to walk home alone for the foreseeable future. After all, you had grown accustomed to the playful banter of Lennon's cheeky comments, McCartney's flirtatious remarks, and Harrison's charming grin that always seemed to bring something exciting to your day. Initially, the idea of being alone was something you relished; after all, you had always enjoyed your own company, often finding solace in solitude. But over time, you found yourself surprisingly fond of these three boys who had transformed your once mundane walks home into a series of delightful adventures filled with mischief, laughter, and unexpected companionship.

"Now that's a sight for sore eyes," you called out, your voice tinged with excitement as a smile spread across your face, and fond memories flooded back like a wave, washing over you in an overwhelming rush of nostalgia.

"Would you look at this!" Paul McCartney exclaimed, stepping forward with open arms, ready to embrace you in a warm and welcoming gesture. Without hesitation, you welcomed his enthusiastic greeting, feeling as if you were reuniting with old friends—because, in truth, you were. They had started as a bothersome presence in your life, and then gradually morphed into endearing companions, and eventually blossomed into something resembling friendship. As if the twenty minutes a day you used to see them had become a cherished routine, a gathering among friends and not just three irritating local lads who had once followed you home from school. 

"Not sure you've ever greeted me so enthusiastically before, but I'm not complaining," you replied with a teasing grin, hugging Paul as if it had been far too long since you last saw him, rekindling a warmth that had laid dormant during their absence.

You were never particularly close with them, not in the way that dear friends typically are, sharing secrets and confidences. Your interactions had always been light-hearted and surface-level, filled with playful banter and casual conversations that skimmed the surface of deeper emotions. Yet, after their unexpected absence, the excitement and warmth that washed over you upon seeing them again was almost overwhelming, like a floodgate bursting open. It felt as though a minor piece of your life that had been missing was suddenly restored, if that wasn't too dramatic to say. You couldn't help but feel a surge of nostalgia as memories flooded back, reminding you of how much their presence had subtly enriched your daily life, even if you hadn't fully realized it at the time.