"Hey! That's a nice jacket you got on little lady..." A familiar Scouse accent shouted. "Thanks my best friend gave it to me..." George chuckled, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, "well between you and me..." he began to whisper leaning in closer to my ear. "Your best friend must really care about you."

a time traveler who doesn't know she went back 50 years into the past, and a lead guitarist who refuses to send her back.

[ social media ] Sky never thought a single message could change her life, until it did.

Perhaps, the thought of you became a question of this sudden notion that I, in actuality, have been running away from. I'd hate to admit this however, just the thought of you made me feel this kind of sudden euphoria. I am not quite sure why but is this what forelsket like? The euphoria you experience when first falling in love? Wait. Is this even love? Or am I just in love with the idea of it?