Dilemma

5

All my head was thinking about was how good looking he was. I wanted to kiss him right then and there and forget everyone else and the future consequences. I was also shivering from the cold outside. George was a gentleman and put his jacket on my shoulders as he said"I thought that you had feelings for him, but after you response...I realized that maybe I had a chance to..." 

Before he could say anything else and to give in my yearning, I looked up at him, closed my eyes, and kissed him. He kissed me back and placed his hands on my cheeks. He then got rid of his cigar and pushed me against the brick wall without separating from our lips. I could hardly catch my breath. I couldn't believe what was happenning. He took a step back from our make out session, gave me a seductive look with a fangy smile and stared at me. Not being able to control myself, I smashed my lips against his and he responded to them with the same eagerness and inmediately put his right hand on my waist and his left hand on my bottom cheek. Adrenaline was pumping through my veins and I wanted to keep our tongues in sync forever. 

This time I interrupted our kiss, when reality hit me. I touched my lips and felt their numbness. I became shocked at the realization that this was, indeed, not a dream. 

"George, I.." I began saying.

"Common! Brian's gonna be mad!" John interrupted me. He appeared out of nowhere! He noticed what had just happened, which was hinted by George's lips filled with lipstick and mine being smudged all over the place. John laughed and offered me a napkin he happened to have had.

"Thank you," I wiped my lipstick of. I gently moved George's face towards me, giggled and wiped my lipstick of his lips. He laughed at the realization and tried tickling my waist. He shyly looked away and I blushed.

"You're acting like a couple, already!" John exclaimed.

"Let's get going lovers, we've got a party to attend to!" He shouted.

We re-entered the party and I found the Rolling Stones there, they had just arrived. My heart dropped. My stress levels rose.

This cannot be happenning. Brian was talking to them, I tried hiding but they all turned to face me.

"Ally!" Mick screamed.

Oh no!

"Hey, guys!" I gave them a little unenthusiastic smile. I was still in shcoked of what had happenned and now I had to deal with my unresolved feelings towards Keith. 

"I'll leave you guys then!" Brian Epstein left them as I entered their group.

Keith smiled at me. He looked happy to see me.

"Congrats on your hit record!" He told me as he caressed my shoulder. I thanked him. 

I was trying to smoothly get out of the conversation, but my heart was begging me to talk to Keith about what happenned that heated night.

"Keith, can we talk in private?" I asked worriedly.

He looked at me concerned, "What's worng?"

I took him by the hand to a corner. 

"Do you happen to remember, what we did last week?" I asked calmly.

He chuckled and scrated the back of his head.

"You mean when we made out in the bathroom?" He asked.

"Shhh, not so loud!" I pushed my finger against his thin lips.

He removed my finger and from his mouth and laughed.

"What?" He asked as he sneekily smiled.

"Anyways, aren't you seeing Susan?" 

"We're fucking, if that's what you are asking?" He continued to laugh.

"Oh, okay the... so we are good?" I stupidly asked.

"We were always good, right? " He replied.

"I guess so. Let's forget about what happened and remain friends, okay? You're dating Susan anyways" I suggested.

"Um, sure if that's what you want,"

I left feeling guilty as hell, knowing I could not forget him that easily.

"Ally!" Paul called me.

"Oh Paul, I was just thinking about talking to you," I told him.

"About earlier..."

"Don't worry George told me everything," I informed him.

He looked relieved but I could tell he felt bad for playing with my feelings.

"I thought it was nice what you did for George,"I commented, wanting him to feel better.

"Gosh, Ally, you are too sweet!" He hugged me. "I better look for George now," 

I couldn't find him anywhere. Until I heard his lovely voice. I followed it and found him.

When he saw me, i heard him say, "Excuse me," to the people he was talking to.

We were both so shy, but our fondness towards each other was obvious and written all over our faces. 

"I just wanted to say that I had a great time," it took me a little bit of confidence to express my state of happiness.

"You're a lovely kisser," He confessed looking straight into my eyes.

"You're not so bad yourself!" I flirted with him while rubbing my hands over his tie's fabric.