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Spoiler alert! I wonder where George will take Louise? Stay tuned for the next chapter to find out!

George's POV

John and Paul had already got their measurements. It was now my turn. I knocked on the door to be greeted by the beautiful blonde.

"I've saved the best 'till last" she said smiling at me. My heart flipped. She's so beautiful.

"Name, please" she asked.

"George" I answered nervously.

"George. That's a beautiful name" she replied.

I instantly turned a shade of scarlet. I wasn't used to girls giving me compliments. Especially beautiful girls. She then proceeded to ask me things like my address, phone number, writing it all down in a form.

"What's your name?" I asked, although I sounded like a hopeless 10 year old trying to make friends.

"Louise" she said.

Louise's POV

I walked over and picked up the measuring tape. I could feel George's eyes staring at me as I leant over to my desk to pick it up. It was complete silence, well, apart from John and Paul talking in the waiting room. Slowly walking over to where George was standing, I realised how handsome he looked. He was wearing a thick leather jacket, drainpipe trousers and a black t-shirt. His hair was slicked back into an Elvis style quiff.

"Is it alright if I take your jacket off?" I asked.

"Yes" George replied.

I took off his bulky leather jacket and I began measuring the length of his arms. Then from his underarm down to his waist. Then around his waist and hips. George then broke the silence.

"What's it like being a tailor?"

"It's a difficult job you know, measuring handsome men all day"

"Handsome? Me?" George spluttered. Almost as if he wasn't used to this kind of attention. I giggled to his reply. I then started measuring his inner leg. Then his outer leg, jotting down his measurements as I went along.

"What do you do for a living then?" I asked, interested.

"I'm in a band"

"Impressive" I thought. "With John and Paul?" I said aloud.

"Yeah. You should come and see us play tonight"

I had finished measuring him by now. The two of us just stood there, talking. But it wasn't at all awkward.

"I would love to. Where you playing?" I asked.

"Over at The Indra" George began. "It's at 8 o'clock if you're interested"

OF COURSE I WAS INTERESTED!

"Yeah. I'll see you there"

Louise's POV

I rushed back home and took a shower. I had to look my best for George. Searching through my wardrobe, I found the perfect dress. It was a simple pale blue halter neck dress. I hope George will like it.

It was nearly five past eight. Shit. I'm late.

I ran to get my heels and put them on. I grabbed my bag and ran out of the door in a flash.

As I walked into the club, I could hear the most overwhelming sound. It was dark, but I could still make out five shadowy silhouettes. I immediately recognised three of them. John, Paul and George. I pushed my way to the front of the crowd, trying to get the best possible view. I stared up at George, hoping that he could see me.

"GEORGE!" I shouted.

I saw him look around. He then saw me. Our eyes locked for a few seconds but the sound of the song finishing brought us back to reality. I smiled up at him and he winked back. I couldn't help but blush.

"Okay everyone" Paul said into the microphone. "We're going for a break. We'll be back in 10 minutes"

George's POV

"We're going for a break. We'll be back in 10 minutes" Paul said.

I put my guitar down and ran off stage to greet Louise. She looked amazing. I could tell she had put effort into what she was wearing.

"Hello stranger" she said, smiling. I smiled back and hugged her. She smelled sweet, like peaches. Our moment was ruined by John who decided it would be a great time to shout out "SEE GEORGE. SHE DOES LIKE YOU"

I felt myself blush. Luckily it was dark so no one noticed.

"Do you fancy a drink?" I asked, being a true gentleman.

"Yes please" she said sweetly.

"What would you like?"

"Water will be fine" she began. "I'm going to go and find a table".

I ordered our drinks and saw that she was sitting at a table with John. Shit. What's he going to tell her? Could the barman be any slower?

After what seemed like an eternity, the barman handed me the drinks. I walked back over to where Louise and John were sitting.

"Here are are. One glass of water my lady." I said and handed her the glass.

"Why thank you Mr. Harrison" She said, smiling.

"You two make me sick" John declared. He soon left the table.

Louise's POV

Finally, John left. Leaving just me and George.

"Well, what do you think about us?" he questioned.

"You're amazing" I said "you'll get your big break one day, believe me." George smiled back at me. I couldn't help but stare at him. Everything about him was perfect. I moment was ruined once again. Not by John this time. By Paul.

"George, we'll be on in 3 minutes" Paul said and he then walked away to set the microphones correctly.

George leaned in closer to me. I could smell his sweet musky scent. "Come on, let's go" he whispered.

"But George, you're on in 3 minutes! Paul won't be too pleased" I protested.

"Forget about him. I know where we can go"

And with that, he grabbed my arm and we rushed out of the club.