George Harrison: 3

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You are looking at him, you think that he doesn't notice that you are staring at him.
-You like what you see?
-Oh...sorry
-Don't worry, dear-he smiles and you blush-Why are you so red?-He laughs-Come on, I'm not going to bite you.
-Sorry...
-It's okay-He stands up-I have to leave-He kisses you-Do you want to hang out tomorrow?
-Yes... I do
-I'll pick youp at 5:00pm, see you tomorrow, dear
Then he leaves the place. You feel thousands of butterflies inside your stomache, definitely you love George.
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