A drabble - in which Caroline is wearing a Beatles shirt and Klaus tells her what they were like in person.
"What do you mean you saw the Beatles in person?" Caroline asked, looking down at her Beatles shirt and then back at Klaus' face. "Like, for real…you went to a real Beatles concert?"
Klaus laughed and nodded his head, shrugging. "Yes. I was around during that time and they were the only thing tolerable about that time period. The clothes were awful."
Caroline laughed and sat down on her bed next to him. "That must have been amazing. I love their music. It's so pure and just like, straight to the point."
"What's your favorite song?" he asked, smiling at her. He liked that he was getting to know more about her.
Caroline thought for a moment. "I'd have to say either I Wanna Hold Your Hand or Something."
"And why those two?"
Caroline shrugged. "I guess because it's just so straight forward with how they're feeling about their girls. You know, like they just want to hold their hands and be happy and in love, and in Something he's singing to her about how much he loves her and appreciates her and it's just beautiful."
Klaus smiled at her as she spoke, reaching over and grabbing her hand. "Like this?"
Caroline felt her cheeks blush as she looked down at their hands. "Well, you and I are a little different than the Beatles."
Klaus smirked and pulled his hand away, placing it in his lap. "My favorite song is Happiness Is A Warm Gun."
"Why?"
"Well, it actually changes all the time but right now I'd say that's my favorite song. I just like the sadness in that song. I can relate."
Caroline shook her head and laughed softly. "Is this the part where I ask you personal questions about your past and watch as you try and make yourself look redeemable to me?"
Klaus laughed. "Where did this sassy attitude come from all of a sudden? I thought we were making progress, sweetheart."
Caroline looked down at her hands and shrugged. "Tell me more about what it was like to see them live."
"What's there to tell? They played their own instruments, sang their own songs, and watched as thousands of girls screamed for them. It's cool to think about it now, since they became such a huge success, but at the time it was just a good way to meet girls to feed on."
Caroline frowned. "I didn't need to know all of that."
"Don't tell me you're jealous, love. I already told you that I'm not going to apologize for being who I am."
Caroline sighed. The conversation had been going well until now and she was wondering if inviting him over had been a bad idea. "Klaus…"
Klaus stood up and nodded, walking towards her door. "I get it. We can't even have a conversation for a few moments without you wanting to hold it against me that I'm not going to completely change who I am. You know Caroline, I've never asked you to change who you are around me - that's what I like about you, that you're just yourself."
Caroline got up, but he placed his hands in front of him to stop her. "Klaus, I…"
"It's fine, Caroline. Maybe we'll try this another time." He opened her door and walked out, closing it behind him.
Caroline didn't even know what had just happened. He really needed to work in his attitude when he was around her. He needed to stop running away when things didn't go his way.
She walked over to her iHome and pressed play on her iPod, laying on her bed as the song started to play.
"She's not a girl who misses much. Do do do do do do, oh yeah…"