OK, I know I should probably work on my other stories, but I'm bored with those. I had this idea awhile ago and decided to write it down. Tell me what you think of it. And yes, I'm sure you can all tell by now, Pattie Boyd isn't really my favorite person.

If you have any ideas for any of my other stories let me know in a review or something...

BE HAPPY!

~Tasha~

February 1964/ The set of A Hard Day's Night

NICHOLE'S POV-

"Paul can you do it again please?" Richard Lester asked pinching the bridge of his nose in slight aggravation "Without the giggles in this time please?" Paul, despite what the director had just said, giggled and nodded as he took his place next to John, and George.

I saw George roll his eyes as they started to scene again.

"Hey, look at the talent." Paul said reciting his lines "

Let's give them a pull." John followed along with Paul.

"Should l?" Paul asked throwing in an unsure look.

"Don't rush. None of your five-bar gate jumps." George said with a straight face.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Paul asked with a confused look.
"I don't know. I thought it just sounded distinguished." George said with a cute lop-sided grin.

"George Harrison, The Scouse of Distinction." John said in a funny accent before Paul walked up to the 'Talent'

"Excuse me, madam..." I zoned out after that, tired of watching the same scene several times. I looked over at Rich and saw him watching Paul talk to the two models, one of which was my sister, before sighing and looking back to John and George. I looked at George curiously. He seemed to have snapped his gaze from something in my direction as soon as I looked over.

Could it have been me? I shook that thought away and watched the rest of the scene. After that take ended in George and John suddenly laughing really hard, Rich called for a break.

My sister, Pattie, walked over to me and smiled, "I totally noticed George was staring at you."she said with a playful nudge. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah I'm sure he was." I sighed. I looked around us and suddenly noticed the Beatles were sitting around us, all but George anyway. He was standing awkwardly next to Paul.

"It's your seat, man, just tell her to move her arse out of it!" Paul said rolling his eyes.

"But-"

I looked at the seat I was in and blushed when I realized they were talking about me. I blushed even more so when I saw George standing in front of me looking nervous.

"Erm, Hi," he said, "Um, I'm George." he said biting his lip.

"He wants you to get out of his seat," John leaned over and said, "He's just too nice to say so." I looked between them before getting up and starting to walked away, but someone caught my arm. I was pulled back and I found I was sitting down again, in George's lap. He gave ma a cheek grin and I paled. I swear I nearly puked from nerves.

"Um, could you let me-"

"What's you name, love?" Paul asked with a smirk. I gulped and looked at the other three.

"Um, Nichole, PLease could you-"

"How old are you Nichole?" John asked cheekily.

"17," I said quickly, "Mr. Harrison can you please let me up?"

"Mr. Harrison?" George asked making a face at me, "Don't call me that. I'm George."

I gritted my teeth, getting aggravated more than nervous, "Alright, George, Can you please let me up?" I asked sharply. George removed his hands from my waist and I was up and away from them before Pattie could even get a full apology out for my behaviour.

GEORGE'S POV-

I bit my lip, as I watched Nichole walk away.

"George?" Ringo said looking up from his newspaper "If you like her why don't you try talking to her like a person and not and arse?"

I sighed. How did he always know when I fancied a chick? I watched the blonde model in the film walk away with Nichole.

"Yeah, I know, Rings." I said as Rich came up. He said we had to finish the scene we've been on and then we were free to go. We finished it eventually and I was about to leave when the blonde from the scene walked up to me.

"Hi, I'm Pattie Boyd." she said smiling. I smiled back and nodded to her.

"Hi," was all I said. I started to walk away, but she grabbed my arm.

"You know you only flustered her?" she asked quickly. I frowned and she grinned slyly, "Nichole I mean. She's my cousin. She's a big fan of you...and the other three...but mostly you. You just made her nervous."

I nodded, "Good to know." I said, "I have to go now." She bit her lip and looked around. She seemed to see someone and then dragged me over.

"Nichole!" she said. Nichole turned around and looked at us. She flushed and looked at the floor, "Nichole I brought George."

"I can see that, Pattie." Nichole said shyly.

Pattie rolled her eyes, "I don't know how, you're looking at the floor." Nichole blushed again and refused to look up.

"Uh, is there something I can do for you two? I would really like to go home." I said scratching the back of my neck.

"Nichole would just like to apologize to you for snapping at you." Pattie said smiling. Nichole snapped her gaze up finally.

"No I don't!" she said. We locked our gaze on each other and she looked rather flustered.

"I should be the one apologizing." I said trying to keep her from looking away, "I was being an arse." She blushed and looked down at her feet again. Pattie sighed and they walked away. Pattie waved behind her and I left.

NICHOLE'S POV-

"Pattie, I swear I was going to puke!" I told my cousin as we walked to my apartment which I shared with my friend Emma.

"Oh, you were fine!" Pattie said waving her hand at me, "Besides, why would you want to puke anyway?"

"You embarrassed me in front of The George Harrison!" I complained as we entered the fourth floor apartment together.

"You got to meet George Harrison?" Emma asked as she fixed a kettle on the stove for tea. I sighed and nodded. She was more of a Paul Fan, but she still loved all of them to death.

"Yes and my bold sister totally embarrassed me!" I said childishly.

"Oh I did not!" Pattie protested, "You embarrassed yourself!"

"Oh yeah," I said sarcastically, "As I now think of it it's not embarrassing for your older cousin to drag your favorite Beatles over and tell him you want to apologize when I did absolutely nothing wrong!"

Emma made a face and shook her head, "Pattie you did that?" she asked, obviously agreeing with me. Pattie rolled her eyes.

"Fine," she said with a defeated sigh, "Maybe it was my fault you got embarrassed, but I'm not the one who made you sit in his seat of sit in his lap!"

I blushed again. Why did she have to bring that up? Emma squealed.

"You sat in his lap!?" she asked.

"Yeah, only because I was in his seat! I got up and he pulled me back!" I said pulling myself up on the counter. Emma stood next to the stove waiting for the tea water and Pattie was sitting at the table.

"Well I think Georgie has a crush." Pattie said with a giggle. I rolled my eyes.

"If he has a crush on anyone it's not gonna be on me." I said seriously, "Especially with my gorgeous cousin of a model sitting two feet away from him."

Pattie laughed, "Don't sell yourself short like that, Nichole!" she scolded. I shook my head with a small laugh as the tea kettle started to scream rather loudly.

"Oh shut up!" Emma said turning the stove off, "It's only tea. Nothing to scream over." I laughed at her craziness and got out the tea cups for the tea.

GEORGE'S POV-

"Oh C'mon, Geo, Ringo already said you liked her!" Paul said as we walked to a nearby pub. Brian told us to stay in one place, so naturally we went out.

"I don't!" I shook my head at him and John scoffed.

"It was so obvious!" he said, "Just admit you like the girl and then we'll leave you alone."

I knew that wasn't true, but it was worth a shot, right? I took in a deep breath and rolled my eyes.

"Fine," I said, "I thought she was pretty, but that's it! I messed up even a chance to speak to her again because of how I talked to her the first time."

"Naw, she was just shy, Georgie!" Paul said clapping me on the shoulder as we got a few drinks. We were sitting at the bar and I was trying to come up with something to say to Nichole if I ever saw her again.

As I predicted I wasn't left alone about fancying Nichole. John teased me about it and Paul tried to figure out why I liked her over her cousin, who was in the film. Ringo mostly left me alone, but every now and then he'd say and clever line that made the others laugh.

I just hoped this ended soon.