dreaming with the beatles //new version✨

dream #9: kings and queens-g.h💫

2019
Modern Times
Typical Senior Prom 👑

George would rather die in a hole before he ever had to see you with a other man upon the stage.

You were his best girl-friend, and he adored you, he worshiped you.

And you of course, liked him as well.

You just weren't exactly on the worshiping level.

One day you and George were strolling down the high school hallways that were filled with students of putrid odor or fragrances that were to sharp for the nose to tolerate.

Not really a good mix of smells.

George though smelt like soft sugary pancakes and maple syrup that separated from the icky ball of smells.

You took a whiff of George and he flinched, not prepared for your nose near his neck.

"Mmmmm pancakes and maple syrup! You should start eating that for every breakfast!"

Now keep in mind, this was just a day. Not the specific day that would carry the whole world on its shoulders.

But this maple syrup smelling day was just a prime example to how much George worshipped you. Because right after you shared your opinion, everyday after that day, George gobbled down pancakes and syrup everyday for breakfast.

"George we don't have pancakes!" Mrs. Harrison shouted with rage as George rumbled through the cabinets, trying to find pancake mix that he'd stir together himself if he had too.

George groaned and jumped off the counter and stormed to the fridge and pulled out the syrup, dashed to the utensil cups and pulled out a spoon.

And George oh so desperately took a spoonful of maple syrup in his hands and stared at it before swallowing it whole, like cough medicine.

So you see, George liked you a lot. He liked you so much that he took a spoonful of maple syrup just for your pleasure of your smelling sense.

But the day that was highlighted of importance was on Monday, the start of prom week.

On that day you were holding a little blistering secret from George.

Pete Best had asked you out to prom just the day prior through a little sweet message on Snapchat.

And with it being the last week of prom and with no one asking you out, you accepted his request.

You weren't super thrilled about it as you were hoping George would've asked you out and you'd two would rock the way of Senior Prom.

That's the way destiny had planned.

But the destiny really didn't seem to fall through.

You were in the cafeteria, at a lonely table, waiting for the 3 boys.

Paul, Ivan and Georgie boy.

You kept playing with your mash potatoes that already adapted the cold temperature of the cafeteria. That was definitely going to be ignored by your mouth.