Short George Harrison One Shot.. i wrote this like a few months ago.. it's been sitting on my computer ever since.

Hope you like!

xbeatlexfreakx

I stretched back in the Bed. This Moving Hotel To Hotel to Hotel is damned through riduclous. Why Can't I have a damned steady home? Because my dad is president of Clombia Records.. producing bands. It's Pretty Boring.

How Hot Is it outside? I hope its hot, hotter then hot. I signed and threw my black hair behind me and stared up at the ceiling. I need a boyfriend. Somebody to keep me occupied while i'm trapped in this damned Hotel.

I sighed and craned my neck to stretch it out.

"Mise as well go swimming." I muttered to myself and i swung my legs over the side of the bed. I grabbed the black leather suitcase that was my fathers and took out my bikini [it looks like this BTW: .] It Was vintage: 40's vintage. I sighed and slipped it on. I took a towel out of the small bathroom and made my way out to the elevator towel over my sholder. I pushed the button that said floor. I rode it staring at my sandled feet. Whats today? The 31st of May. Good - The Carnival starts tommrow. I should go.

The Elevator stopped in the mist of my thinking. I climbed out and made my way to the pool.

Stationed at a chair 20 minutes later i fell asleep-reading a magazine plastered with the beatles.

In My opinion-the Beatles are damned... damned. damned.. sleep... sleep...

And I fell asleep.

"Wake 'er up."

"No That'll be rude."

"Well, would you rather her catch a cold?"

"They do say it's going to storm."

"She looks damned filmer."

"Did you snog her at a concert, Geo?"

"NO!"

I was awaked to soft voices. The chair beside me squeaked and a warm hand was on my sholder.

"Excuse Me, Miss. Ya' May want to wake up. It's gunna rain." A English accent filled my ears. I opened my eyes to see a man with a suit on and sunglasses. He was smiling as i opened my eyes.

"Oh, my. What Time is it?" I asked. Sitting up from my awakward position on the chair.

"Five Thirty." A boy said behind me. There was four of them-all looking awfully like eachother. They were all wearing suits and smiling. One had a black guitar threw around his shoulder.

I stared at him closley.

"Oh, man. She's already cought a fancy to George." The Boy beside me said. I looked back at him, "Interducin' myself anyways, lad. I'm John-But Call me Johnny. Everybody Else does." He stuck out his hand but i pushed it away.

"George?" I asked staring at the boys guitar slung over his back. "George Harrison." The Boy with the guitar slung over his back turned around.

"Uh.. hey Maria. Fancy meeting you here." George said scratching his neck nervousley. I sprang out of the chair and glared at him.

"Same with you."

"OH WE GOT A CAT FIGHT!" Johnny yelled smiling.

"Yeah we do." I growled, "Because he left liverpool mysterously. Leave me, poor old Maria but herself and with no friends." I crossed my eyes and let out a angry breath.

"Aw C'mon Maria. Don't be angry." George Smilied and went to me, " Gimmie a hug would ya?" He Tryed to wrap his arms around me.

"No- Don't touch me." I growled and pushed him away. three boys were staring at me mysterously and confused, "I've went 6 years without your sorry ass. I can go for the rest of my life without it." I picked up my magazine and towel and ran. I mean sprinted twards the hotel.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING GEORGE!" Another voice yelled, "WE HAVE ANOTHER CONCERT IN A 'OUR!"

"hold on, I'm not loosing her again!" George shouted. Oh Damned yes he is.

I ran into the hotel clutching the towel. I ran into the elvator and it shut just as George ran into the doors of the hotel.

I preyed for this damned elevator would go faster.

1 floor...2 floors... 3 floors... 7 more to go... 6 floors... 7floors... 8 flooors... 9 floors... 10... The doors opened and George was standing there he grabbed my sholders.

"YOUR GOING TO LISTEN TO ME MARIA." George said angerly pushing me lightly against the wall.

"Leave me alone George." I said trying to push him away.

"I had to leave. It was Me band. We went to hamburg for a reason. Damn it, look how big we are." George whined, "Without them i'd still be that damned plumbers assistent."

"I DON'T Care." I said then pushed under his sholders and slammed my hotel door. George was pounding at the door a few seconds later.

"Maria, I love you." George whispered just loud enough for i could hear.

"Then. Why. Did. You. Leave." I growled.

"Baby..." George muttered.

"C'mon George. Brian wants us down at the floor."

"Hold on Paul." George muttered. "I love you. I'll let you be.. Call me. You Know my moms number. She'll give it toyou." And He walked away...

I pulled open the door as soon as george walked away.

"George!" I yelled but it was too late. He was gone. :(