I'll Be On My Way
Chapter 1
Summary: It was the summer of 1958 and 15 year old George Harrison and Hannah Bilmford were best friends and beginning to experience their first feelings of young love. What will happen when Hannah's family moves away to Ireland, leaving George feeling alone. Read on to find out.
A/N: Hey Guys! Here is chapter 1 of my brand new story, I'll Be On My Way. I really hope you enjoy it and I'll see you at the bottom.
August 5th, 1958.
George Harrison and Hannah Bilmford were enjoying a nice sunny day in the park. Talking and Joking all the way the two of them just felt natural. They were of course, no more than friends, but everything just felt right.
As the sun began to set in the sky, they approached a huge meadow.
" Race you across," Hannah asked George
" Gladly!" he exclaimed.
And with that, the two of them began running, Hannah's light dress swaying in the wind. After a long Day of fun, George walked her home, like the man he was.
" Call me when you get home," she demanded with a smile.
" Will do, little lady," he replied.
As he walked home, the smile was glued to his face. He and Hannah had been best friends for ten years, ever since the day they met. He secretly loved everything about Hannah, from her curly red hair to those beautiful green eyes, the way she talked, dressed, and even how he could talk to her about everything.
Unfortunately, he was too shy to ask her out and anyways, he didn't think he had a chance with her. She was one of the prettiest girls he's ever seen.
Meanwhile, at the Bilmford Residence...
Hannah sat anxiously at the phone,waiting for George to call her. Even though she wouldn't admit it, she loved absolutely everything about George. But she just didn't think he felt the same way about her.
She jumped as the phone rang and answered on the first ring.
" Hannah?" George asked from the other end of the phone.
" Hey George!" she practically screamed from the other line of the phone
" Hello Hannah," he replied with a chuckle. " I trust you've settled in at home just fine?"
" Yes, as have you,"she replied with a giggle.
They spent the rest of their conversation giggling and making plans for the next day, which was Saturday. George still wouldn't tell her what they would be doing.
" Oh but George, if I don't know what they occasion is, how will I know what to wear?" she inquired anxiously.
" Wear whatever you want, Hannah," he chuckled. You'll look beautiful to me either way, he thought to himself.
" Alright, well I must be going, but I'll see you tomorrow afternoon,"
They bid their goodbyes and Hannah went off to bed, dreaming of George.
A/N: Sorry it's kinda short but I promise I will write as much as I can soon. This is a little bit of a hard story to write because it relates a lot to my personal life, but I wanted to publish it anyways. Please review?