Something | Starrison [✖️]

Chapter twenty-nine

PART ONE OF THRIPLE UPDATE LETSS DO THIS

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Rachel's hair when she woke up was messy, as if it was a lion's mane. But George thought it was cute and kissed her cheek.

"George.." She mumbled, half-asleep.

"Yeah?"

"You look like Jesus..." She yawned and hid her face in the crook of his neck. "My own personal Jesus... My saviour..." She fell asleep again, snoring in his chest.

Maybe I should really get a haircut, George thought as he lifted the blanket to her chin.

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"Sheesh Gear, you need a haircut." John commented as he folded the bedroll.

"You too, John. Your hair looks like a bird's nest." He shot back with a smirk.

"A handsome bird nest," Paul pecked his lips.

"I look like a lion!" Rachel gasped at her reflection from the rear view mirror. "Roar! Fear me!" She made claw-like gestures at George.

He chuckled. "You're a kitty, Rach. I, however, have the fangs." He pretended to nibble on her neck like a vampire, earning a squeal.

"Ahaha George! George stop!"

"Oh daddy stop!" Paul mimicked in a high pitched voice.

Rachel shot him a glare, then a lightbulb appeared on top of her head.

"Dear diary," Rachel began in a deep voice. "I saw John Lennon today----"

"No no no no---" Paul panics, slapping his hand over her mouth.

Rachel struggles and manages to escape Paul's hand. "I saw him in the CD shop today--- mmmphh! Ahahaha! Paulie no!"

"Paulie yes!" He gave out a girly shriek when Rachel's fingers delved into his sides.

John grinned. "Macca, have you been writing things about me?"

The man turned red. "No!"

Rachel wiggled out of his arms. "Yes!"

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"Hello welcome to Boyd's salon--- George?"

His eyes widened. "Pattie?"

"Oh shit." Rachel heard John mutter.

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Pattie took a step back, as if she couldn't believe it was George Harrison himself in front of her.

"Damn Gear, you look like a hippie."

George ran a hand through his hair. "Not my fault that my hair grows quickly."

"Uh hey, Pattie!" John greeted, a nervous smile on his face. "That's Paul----"

"Hi." Paul waved.

"And that's---"

"Rachel." Pattie finished, eyes focused on the girl. "You're George's new girl, aren't you?"

"Uh-huh," She nodded slowly, almost carefully. Rachel was a bit thrown back by her cold eyes.

Then, Pattie grinned at her. "I'm Pattie Boyd," She extended her hand. "George's ex girlfriend."

When Rachel was about to shake her hand, Pattie withdrew it and flipped her hair. Rachel narrowed her eyes at her, Pattie simply smirked at her.

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