You walked with George to the last class of the day(History) which both of you shared. Both of you walked together side by side in silence. George smiled at you for no reason and looked at you with happiness in his eyes as the sun made your eyes glow bright. Before you can see him staring he looks away outside at birds flying outside and sneaks at poke at your face. You giggled and left a smile he brought to you on your face. You responded by poking him in the stomach and notice the effect his fangs had on you. It made your heart hum happily and your soul do a little dance inside. George's hand brushed against yours making your face blush deep red. Soon you gently George interlocked his fingers with yours and held on tight giving them a small squeeze. You look back at George and George look at you both of you stop walking and sit at a near by window. George sets his jacket on a stain before you sit down. You rest your head on his shoulder and he pets your hair soft and safe. Taking in every dark chocolate strands that extend to your shoulders. The bell rings and everyone in the halls except you and George scurry off to class.

"Aye George." You look up to see a trio of boys standing next to the side of the lockers coming over. You recognized none of them except for their outfits. Their outfits were teddyboy outfits with slicked back hair that smell of Vaseline resembling Elvis hair do. It was popular with most Liverpudlian teens and the phenomenon was increasing over the course of a few weeks to several months.

"Aye, Y/N these are me mates John, Paul, and Stu. Guys this is me love Y/N." You kiss George on the cheek which made him blush and eyes pop in a comical manner. He kissed you back on the cheek in a gently and tickled your chin with thumb. Which made you wrap your arms around him lovingly. John and Paul hollered and hooted at both of you while Stu chuckled clapping his hands.
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You and Stu watched John, Paul, and George fencing with tree branches on the top of hill. Stu was fiddling around with a cigarette in between his finger at the same readying his lighter to take a puff from it. He took out his Polaroid Camera from his book bag that was jumbled around next to art supplies. Stu wasn't really into music but he stuck around for John because no matter what he will always be there for him.

Stu tilted his black shades to look at you and it made the corners of his mouth go up instead down. Stu ran his hands through his hair and felt his face heat up. He doesn't why but he wants take you behind of the alley and shag you or take you away from the world(especially George). Stu watched you run off into George's arms and nearly got up from his seat to strangle him. Instead he got out his lighter and let out a drag that swirled in twisted knots. Under his shades he furrowed his eyebrows and sighed heavily.

"Hey Stu did ye get that? I want it in the history books ye hear or those paint sticks clogging ye ears." Stu shrugged. To John he made history when he knocked George and Paul to the ground with a swift touch of his branch sword named Wally. John pat Stu on back hard and noticed his small smile didn't appear. He sat close to Stu leaving no space and staring at him blankly. Stu raised an eyebrow and confused. John leaned in for a kiss but Stu smacked him with his camera.

"What the bloody hell are ye doing?" John cleared his throat, put his legs up, batted his eyelashes, and took on off his ciggies. He put on his best feminine voice that he could possibly put on sir.

"But sir I got ye talking doesn't that help cheer ye up or do I need to do some "favors"." You, Paul, and George watched snickering at John who was flirting with Stu. Stu let out a smile and punched him in the arm. John punched him back in return. Both of them cough a little but laughed all the same. That was one of a million things Stu will love about John--his ability to always put a smile on his face--.
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Night came down quickly and stars made the pitch black sky less lonely. You spent the whole with the guys and George it was the funniest day ever. But the most important thing out of this day you spent it with George. For the whole day George told you about his dreams, ambitions, that he likes cheeseburgers and his favorite color is purple. He picked flowers for your hair and fed you strawberries. You and George decided the relationship both of you had was too close to be friends but doesn't want to rush into anything with a label on it either.

"So.." George mumbled against your ear putting a strand of your hair back as you laid on top of his chest. You stretched your arms and yawn into George's face. He kissed your neck hard and tickled your stomach. You pressed his body against the tree and look into his eyes, smiling. George interlocks his fingers with yours and twirls your body into his, smile.

"Soo.." You mocked and ran your fingers through his soft Einstein hair. You poke at George's nose and rest your head on his shoulders. George chuckled and ruffled your hair sighing joyfully. He cupped your face and pressed your nose onto his nose and soon the sound of both your heartbeats were the only thing racing accelerating. Your nerves were making you nervous and twitchy.

"Love are ye scared and nervous because if so then that's okay." You pull away and turn into the color of a red stop light. You do need to kiss George just wish it didn't have to be so awkward then again that's who you are. George felt your body twitching and wrapped his arms around you. He was nervous wreck too and wasn't sure he could go through with it. And was relieved he wasn't the only one.

"Really? Are you sure you want wait on that kiss Mister?" George nodded and lift you up to your feet. As both of you walked out of the park streetlights dimmed. The weather changed from warm to ice cold quickly. A cool breeze swept under your shorts and left you shivering from top to bottom. George covered you up with his tweed, olive green/red striped coat and hoisted you up on to his shoulders.

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Once you made it to your house George set you on down on the side of railing and held on to your waist. He ran his fingers through your hair and pressed his lips to your ear whispering sweet nothings. "Yer me cutie pie with those pearl eyes and soft skin." You whisper random stuff into his ears and grab on his nose.

"Hey! I need this for sniffing and such. Can I have my nose back..please." You held on to his nose and smirked. "I don't George can you have your nose back?" You sassed at him as George rolled his eyes trying to holding back a smile and blushing easily. "I know I can but can you do this." You let go of George's nose for him wiggle his eyebrows and hips. Doing a silly dance and shaking his chest upward and downward.

"No..you have something on your lips though." George licked his lips and felt nothing on it. You took deep breath and mentally told yourself "You can do this". You jumped off the railing and went closer to George's body leaving no breathing space for either of you. George was confused and didn't know what was on his lips until you got your tiptoes to kiss him.