I left a friend's house after noticing a bit of family drama between them. I decide to go to an indoor swimming pool nearby, where I notice four Liverpudlian lads messing about as well.
They happily invite me in.
Out of shyness, I try to keep my distance and let them have their own fun while I have mine, but Paul approaches me and asks me why I'm avoiding them. I tell them why (ha ha). Paul is a sweetie and listens, but John comes over and says he wants to play. He practically begs me to play with the both of them, and I agree.
I can't really swim, so at least they respected that when they got their way, trying to swim to the other side of the pool with me. They noticed and spoke sweet nothings in my ear, stopping when we pointed out George and Ringo. They had ignored us the whole time to focus on their own game of catch. But we didn't mind. It was relaxing now.
There was also one last part where my cousins came in and we tested them on Beatlese...it was weird.
Oh, and for the occasion, this cute video:
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I'm Only Sleeping...(Beatle Dreams)
FanfictionAll in the title. Every single Beatles dream I've had that I can remember. Read before opening! -I started writing/tracking these when I was in 8th grade. These may sound poorly written since I was just jotting them down! -Some of these may be slig...
