𝐈𝐭 𝗪𝐚𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞⁣ *𝘎𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤*

February 8th, 1958

George's Pov:

"Did you ask her out the other night?"

I looked up at John, I annoyed like usual.

I was putting my guitar away, it was again right after a rehearsal.

"No..." I mumbled.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU HARRISON?!" John yelled.

I glared at him, "Shut up you git! Paul will hear you!"

"What are you two yelling about?"

I turned my head and saw Paul walking over to us.

"Nothing," I said.

"John was yelling at ya'. It had to be something," Paul crossed his arms.

"We were only joking around Macca, now let's go," John pulled him aside. He said something to Paul and then ran back over to me.

"Look boy, I'm doing this for you, and I don't like to do favors. I'm taking Paul back to my house and distract him for maybe an hour. You're going back to his place to ask out Diana."

"But-"

"You've been sulking over this for too long son, this is your only chance! She's a pretty girl and she's bound to have another boy come along and snatch her up from beneath ya'."

Before I could reply he slapped me on the shoulder and walked out with Paul.

God, John was right. If I don't act quick, somebody else will.

*~*~*

I knocked on the door with one hand and held my guitar case in the other. It was almost slipping out of my hand from how sweaty and nervous I was.

"Hey George!" Diana said with a huge smile as she motioned me to come in.

We sat down in the living room on the couch.

"What are you doing here, Paul isn't around. I thought he was with you." She raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I-I."

She looked at me confused.

"It's about the other night," I managed to finally spit out.

"Okay?"

"I meant to say something else."

"What do you mean George? I'm very confused."

I was rubbing my hands together nervously.

"George? Are you alright?" Diana placed her hand on my leg.

Lord.

"Is it hot in here?" I said while pulling the collar of my shirt.

"No..." Diana replied, "Do you want a glass of water?"

I nodded.

Diana got up and quickly came back with a cold glass of water.

I took a couple sips and calmed down a bit.

"I really wanted to ask you a question the other night, but I got too nervous."

"What was it?" I saw Diana's eyes light up a bit.

"I...I wanted to know if you would maybe like to go out sometime?" I squinted my eyes closed in fear of rejection.

"Like a date?" Diana said with a laugh.

"I guess you can say that..."

"Like boyfriend, girlfriend?"

I paused a moment.

"If you'd like it to be," I said softly, looking up at her.

She looked at at me with her big blue eyes and smiled a little. Then she suddenly pulled me into a hug.

"Oh, I'd love to George," she whispered in my ear.

A weird sensation filled my body.

I hugged her tighter.

I then saw John run up the steps out the window, waving his hands all around. I assumed he was warning me about Paul coming. I pulled away from the hug.

"What is John doing?" Diana asked.

"Long story short, he knows I like you. But we can't tell Paul, not yet at least, he'll kill me," I said quickly.

She nodded in agreement.

I saw Paul run up behind John and I heard him yell from outside.

"What the hell John! Why did you run all the way from your house, were you in a hurry?!"

"I just like to run," I heard John remark.

The two of them then came into the house then into the living room, Paul in front of John.

"What are you doing here George, I thought you went home," Paul said.

"I assumed you guys came here," I said.

I saw John wink at me over Paul's shoulder. I glared a bit.

"Oh," Paul replied. He and John sat down in a couple other chairs.

"So what were you two talking about?" John said with a cheeky grin.

"I was just asking George about the band," Diana glanced over at me. She was playing along nicely.

"How interesting..." John said in an obviously sarcastic tone.

"It really was," Diana replied in the same tone.

"Well anyways, we're gonna go to the pub in a few. Want to come along George?" Paul said while looking at his watch.

"Sure," I replied.

*~*~*

Diana followed us to the door while we were leaving.

Paul and John walked out before me.

I turned around quickly and held Diana's hand, "Call you later?" I asked.

She bit her lip and nodded.

I winked at her before I joined Paul and John again.

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