His Name Is George (George Harrison) (COMPLETE)

05

The next morning, I want to go visit George again. My mother stops me.

"Eleanor, you've been going out an awful lot lately. Where have you been going?"

I shrug. "Out."

She narrows her eyes at me. "Are you sure about that?"

"Mother, what on earth are you going on about?"

"I was listening to the radio. There have been quite a few home invasions lately."

"What?"

She nods. "I don't think I want you going out anymore."

I sigh and go upstairs without starting an argument.

I can sneak out later.

---

After my mother decides to take a nap, I sneak out of the house. I run to the library's curb. George looks up at me.

"It was getting late. I didn't expect to see you."

I blush and play with the hem of my blouse. "I snuck out."

"Excuse me?"

I nod.

He smirks. "Getting feisty, aren't we?"

My blush deepens. "I'm surprised you're talking so much."

At that, his smirk fades. He doesn't say anything.

"I didn't mean for you to—"

I cut myself off. There's no point.

He's silent.