Something | Starrison [✖️]

Chapter (i loved you since we were) eighteen

George woke up to see Rachel sleeping snugly at his side. Well... it wasn't technically her side when they were sleeping on Paul's couch. They fit together like a puzzle piece. George's tall frame covering her small one. I

Besides, short girls need tall boys. Vice versa.

George pressed a sweet but short kiss on her forehead.

He could believe she was real.

She was fucking perfect. Wait, no. Not 'was' but 'is'. She is fucking perfect. She's ... She's like a fallen angel. An absolute angel just without the pearly white wings. She looked so beautiful. So fucking beautiful. Her messy brown hair framed her face. Her pink, full lips were formed in a pout. He wanted to kiss her but that could wait.

Fuck, George knew he was the luckiest man alive.

Everytime she smiled at him it was like winning the lottery.

Everytime he saw her pretty blue eyes it was like... fuck it was so great George couldn't find a proper word to describe it.

"Georgie?"

He was shot back to reality. "Yes, luv?"

She opened her brilliant blue eyes. Even after seeing it many times before it still took George's breathe away.

"S-Stop staring at me like that..." She mumbled, her cheeks going red.

"Like what?" He asked, cocking his head.

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The way George looked at her was like... like he found the most priceless treasure in the world.

And to him, she really was the most priceless treasure.

Her eyes were sapphires. Her hair soft as silk. Her skin smooth and unblemished. Her voice the loveliest melody.

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"You're looking at me like I'm... I-I'm food and you're starving like an African child." She blurted out, blushing even more in embarrasment.

George blinked. Then he bursted out laughing.

Rachel pouted. "It's true though! You were looking at me like..." She suddenly turned shy, she bowed her head. "Like I'm p-perfect or something... W-Which I'm not!" She hastily added.

"But you are perfect." George said, furrowing his eyebrows. He gently took a hold of her chin and raised her face. Their eyes met. Blue met brown.

She bit her lip. "I-I'm not, Gear. I'm not natural..."

"That's because you're otherworldly!" George held both of her hands in his. "You're so fucking extraordinary that you aren't comparable to other humans!"

She knitted her eyebrows together. "Gear w-what the fuck are you saying?"

"I'm jus' saying that in my eyes you aren't even human anymore," He leaned in. "You're a fucking angel."

Her breathe hitched. "Y-You don't mean that..."

He smiled at her. "I meant it. I meant everything."

Then she started to cry.

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"Rachel?! Fuck, was it something I said??" George panicked, his thumbs wiping the tears from her eyes.

She sniffed and managed a genuine smile at him. "N-No you idiot..." She laughed softly. "F-Fuck, t-that was... George I c-can't fucking even..."

George looked relieved. Then he kissed her cheek, his lips lingering a bit longer than usual.

"I fucking love you, okay?" George's voice wavered a bit. "I fucking love you Rachel Starkey. You're my fucking angel."

Rachel cupped his cheeks. "And you're my bloody gorgeous guitar-playing idiot." Tears slipped out of her blue eyes.

"You're so fucking gorgeous, Georgie. So fucking gorgeous. I don't fucking deserve someone as great as you. And I'm just so, so damn fucking lucky to just have you here with me, Georgie. To just..." She gripped on his shirt like a lifeline. "To just love me is the greatest fucking feeling."

"Rach---"

"You fucking saved me, George. You fucking saved me by spilling Starbucks coffee all over my dress." She was smiling at him, tears in her eyes. "You saved me by telling me that my eyes were pretty. You save me every freaking day with those sappy pick-up lines. And you are still saving me." Her bottom lip was trembling. "You're my fucking sun and stars, George Harrison."

"Fuck," George bit his bottom lip, trying not to cry. "Rachel I-I... N-Nobody told me that before..." He hugged her tight. "I love you so, so much Rach. You're the fucking moon of my life. You're my goddamn Cleopatra, my Juliet, my Rose, my fan-fucking everything."

Rachel was hugged him back. "I l-love you, you fucking idiot..."

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Paul decided to head over to John's flat.

Cause why not?

He knocked, once, twice on the door.

"Jaawwwn?" He called out.

"Macca? Is that you?"

"No. It's the queen." He sassed. "Now open the door before my son, the prince, sends his Lannister regards like in the bloody red wedding."

A click, then John opened the door. He looked a bit, daresay, drained.

Paul was taken aback by the deep-settling frown on his face. "Johnny? What's the matter?"

"Everything's the matter.." John laughed weakly. He nudged Paul. "Eh? You get it? Matter like the science thing?"

Paul rolled his eyes. Classic John. Still bringing up the corniest of jokes in the darkest of times.

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Rachie-bear: Paaawwwl!

McSassy: Yes rachie?

Rachie-bear: uh me and gear are going out for some brekkie at pancake house we won't be back till later

McSassy: hurry back home i'm baking some muffins later

Rachie-bear: gear asks if he could come too

McSassy: uh sure why not

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"Well Paulie, looks like you're staying here for a while." John smirked. "Speaking of muffins, can I come fo yours later?"

Paul shrugged. "Sure why not?"

"I'm hungry." He plopped on the couch beside Paul.

"Want me to call Yellow Cab for some pizza?"

John licked his lips. "I'm not hungry for that..." John leaned closer, completely taking Paul off guard. "I'm hungry for..." He glanced at Paul's full lips.

Paul blushed madly red at how close their faces were. "F-F-For what?"

For rhe first time in forever, Paul couldn't think of a snappy, sassy comment.

John immediately retracted. "I'm craving ice-cream. Wanna go out for some Dairy Queen?"

Paul blinked. Then he narrowed his eyes at him. "And because of that, you, John Lennon, are treating me a cone," He grumbled.

He kissed him on the cheek. "Sure, babe."

Paul slapped his lightly on the cheek. "S-Sod off you git!"

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Buh bye my red velvet muffins,

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