Something- The Story of George Harrison and GeorgeAnne Harrison
Hello! This is my first story on here! I hope you like it and please be nice! Thanks!
By the way, the Pattie Boyd in this story is NOT the Pattie Boyd that George married.
*This story is dedicated to georgeharrison1017!!!! You inspired me to write this story and because you're awesome!!!!!!*
"Good, I think I have finally lost them! Finally!" I whispered to myself, peeping through a small open spot in the bushes. On the other side, I could see a huge crowd of fangirls running down the sidewalk looking for me- George Harrison. The fangirls were running, screaming, and yelling. Some were even yelling out my name. They were very annoying and they gave me a headache, literally. And finally after them chasing me for 2 hours straight, I had finally lost them. I was now hiding in some tall bushes up against a house, for which I didn’t like at all.
You see, about 2 and a half hours ago, I had left the hotel at which The Beatles and I are staying at and I decided to take a walk around town. Well, that was a bad idea. First off, I had forgotten my disguise and second of all, I left The Beatles because John and Paul were both making me angry. And it upsetted me. And so, I walked out on them and decided to go walking around town. That was a very big mistake because that’s when I got chased around town by a huge crowd of Beatles fangirls.
It all started when I was walking around town, minding my own business, when I spotted a guitar store. And I, liking guitars (I actually love them and I collect them) decided to go into the store and look around. And that's what I did. Well, while I was in there, I did find a really pretty purple guitar that was a Fender guitar. I checked it out and I really liked how it sounded and such. I really liked this guitar and so, I decided that I would buy it. Well, that was not to be because after I had left the store to go back to the hotel at which I was staying at to get some money to buy the guitar, 3 teenage girls spotted me. And I was doomed.
When the young fangirls spotted me, they yelled out- "Oh my gosh! It's George Harrison!" And from nowhere came about 10 to 15 more teenage fangirls screaming and chasing me around town. They chased me practically all around town and through a park. They practically chased me everywhere. I did manage though to get away from them a few times by hiding, but they always found me. And as the fangirls kept chasing me, the crowd of them got bigger and bigger. It did though, lead me here to this neighborhood after 2 hours of the fangirls chasing after me. And now, here I am, hiding between some tall bushes and a house. And that’s how I happened to get here.
I once again peek through a small open spot in the bushes to see if the fangirls are gone. And what I see makes me smile! They are finally gone and I can once again be in peace! But to be sure, I decide to stay here for a little while longer. I am so tired of being chased! I’m actually tired, thirsty, and hungry. And I need to use the bathroom too. As I stand there between the bushes and the house, I begin to have thoughts about going back to the hotel. If I go back to the hotel, I might be chased around and I don’t want that!
I definitely can't have crowds of people chasing after me again. After what happened earlier. And that’s when it hit me! I could spend the night at this person’s house, and the next day I could have them take me back to the hotel at which I was staying at. I sighed at that thought. Would it be a good idea? I didn't know the people who are living at this house. For all I know, there could be another screaming Beatle fangirl living here. And I can't have that. But, I decided though that I must take my chances and go and at least knock on the door. I had to. I had to to let everything die down and for me to rest up. I decided that I would stay here for at least another 10 minutes or so and then I would go and visit the people who lived at this house.
XxGeorgeAnne Harrison's P.O.V.xX
"And then there were a huge crowd of teenage girls running past my house and down the road. They were screaming and yelling. I don't know what was going on. It was madness sis!" I said, talking to my older sister who lived in England. "Hmm, I don’t know what could have caused it, GeorgeAnne." Pattie Boyd, my sister said into the phone. "Well, I've never seen anything like it. And it kinda scared me. I've thought about calling the police, but I decided against it." "Why? You should have. Something serious could have happened. Who knows." Pattie said.
"Yeah, I guess you're right Pattie. I should have." I sighed. "Well GeorgeAnne, if it happens again promise me that you'll call the police. I don’t want you or anyone else hurt. Understand?" Pattie said, concerned. "Ok, I promise sis." I said. “Good. Are they gone now or what happened?" Pattie asked. "Yeah, I think they’re gone now. At least I don’t hear any screaming or yelling anymore. It's been quiet around here for a good 20 minutes, I'd say." I said into the phone. "Well, that’s good. I'm glad to hear it. And I'm glad that you're ok." Pattie said smiling. "Me too sis!" I said. "Well GeorgeAnne, I have to go. It was nice talking to you and I'm glad to hear that you’re doing fine!" Pattie said. "Yeah, me too! Well, I'll talk to you again next week! Bye Pattie!" I said. "Bye, GeorgeAnne!" Pattie said and hung up her phone.
After I heard the phone hang up, I hung up my phone. I then, sat there on the couch wondering what to do. I wasn't tired at all and I knew that there wasn't anything on TV tonight. I was rather kinda bored, and I was hungry. But then, I remembered something- that I had a book that I had borrowed from the library just 2 days ago. I decided that I would go upstairs to my bedroom and get my book and read. It was the only thing that I thought of that I could do. And so, I did just that. But, that was not to be because just as I had reached the top of the stairs, I heard someone knock softly on the front door.
The knock was so soft that I could barely hear it. I became puzzled and I asked myself, "Who could be at my door at 8:30 at night? I know that I didn’t invite anyone over." The person knocked on the door once again, this time a little louder. "It's probably just my neighbor wanting to borrow something." I sighed. "I'm coming!" I yelled out. I then walked down the stairs and to the front door. When I got to the front door, I opened it, and when I did, I saw a young man standing on my front porch before me.
"Umm... hello?" I said to the young man, not knowing anything about him. "Hello miss." The young man shyly said. And that's when it hit me! I knew exactly who this young man was! He was George Harrison of the band- The Beatles!” But why was he at my house, standing on my front porch? I mean, I didn't write to him or anything! "Miss, are you alright? Do you know who I am?" George asked. I was in a daze, being completely shocked that George Harrison was at my house!
XxGeorge Harrison's P.O.V.xX
Was this girl nuts?! Either she was in awe because I was here or she didn't even know who I was! That would be a miracle if she didn't know that I was George Harrison of The Beatles! "Hey miss, do you know who I am? Are you ok?"I asked once again. This time she answered. "Oh, I'm sorry! I'm just in shock because you're here. I... I mean I didn't write to you or anything. And yeah, I know. You’re George Harrison of The Beatles!" She said, acting surprised. I faintly smiled at her. "Um... you can come in if you like." She said, inviting me in.
And so, I walked into the girl's house. I don't know what came over me, but there was something about this girl that I liked. I don't know if it was that she wasn't your typical fangirl or the fact that she was cute. Yes, I will admit this girl was cute but she was also calm and cool and collected. She didn't yell or scream because I was here. And I decided that I liked her because she saw me as an ordinary person, not George Harrison the shy Beatle. And I liked that!
To Be Continued....