Thanks for the reviews, loves! I know MAAAANY things happened in the previous chapter. I wanna give a lovely shout out to RingoStarr'sGreaserBird379 for helping me with my story. Without her, it wouldn't be as magnificent as it is. So on with the story!

Georgia POV

"Let's go to the Cavern tonight!" suggested George from the kitchen.

"Good idea! Georgia would you like that?" asked Ringo from the living room.

"Sure! It'll be fun!" I responded from my spot next to him. Even though I had only appeared yesterday, everyone was super friendly and Ringo was happy again. I was sharing a room with him. he was sleeping on the floor. He was such a gentlemen! Every time he would smile, or even look at me, I would fall in love with him even more, if it was even possible. I wanted to be with him so bad. I hoped that he felt at least something for me, something out of the friend zone. I knew that he had his heart broken last night, but I would never, I mean NEVER do that. Who would do such a thing? He's such a sweet, passionate, humorous, loving, caring, gentle, adorable guy. In other words, the man of my dreams. I had bonded with him last night. We just stayed up talking and getting to know each other. I told him almost everything about me. I'm eighteen-years-old, Canadian (but I made myself have a Liverpool accent. I'm crazy, okay?), and I have an obsession with peanut butter. He told me about his (horrible) childhood in the hospital and how he loves rings. Apparently, his favourite colour is red. I could talk to him for days straight.

"Okay, why don't we go have some lunch, and then we'll go to recording studio for a bit. After that, we'll go to the cavern," said Paul, and we complied. We walked outside and decided to walk to the diner since it was such a nice day outside. Abby and George were holding hands. She was with George? Lucky shit. Well, I might have Ringo in the future…hopefully.

The birds were chirping and there was a nice breeze swaying the trees back and forth. The diner came into view.

"Race ya," Ringo said as he sprinted forward towards the building. Man, he had a lot of energy. I smiled and ran after him. It almost a tie, but Ringo was the winner by, like, 20 milliseconds. I was laughing with him as we walked into the empty diner. Yes! No fans! We picked a booth and the others piled in once they caught up with us. We ordered drinks and started up a small conversation. John was telling a funny story that happened inside the studio, when all of a sudden, Ringo's eyes went wide in panic. He practically hid his face in my hair.

"Ringo. Ringo… Ringo!" I said, pulling putting a hand on his shoulder. "What's wrong?" I asked quietly while the others started to pay attention to us.

He nodded his head in the direction of a blonde waitress, cleaning a table. "Courtney," he whispered. Immediately, everyone glared in her direction, but nobody was as mad as me. My eyes flared up and my hands clenched into fists. I abruptly stood up from the booth.

"Oh no…" I heard Abby mutter. "She doesn't like it if people hurt the ones she cares about," she said. Everyone at the booth was staring at me, curious to what I'm going to do. I strode over to this 'Courtney' girl and tapped her shoulder.

"May I help y-" she started but she was cut off from a punch in her face from my fist. She had an expression of shock and pain.

"Next time you think about hurting someone I love, maybe you should think twice, you fucking bitch!" I spat. She backed away and ran towards the back of the diner. I walked back to our booth. All of their mouths were open so much, I thought they were going to drop to the floor. Well, except for John.

"I never knew you had that in you! Well done!" John said and started clapping for me. Once he noticed that no one else was following, he shrugged and stood up. "Well, she probably ran off to her manager, so we'll get kicked out soon enough," he said. We walked out of the booth and started home. Ringo and I hung back from everyone else.

"Thanks," he said and I smiled. "No one has ever done anything like that for me…" he trailed off, looking shyly at the ground. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him. He returned the gesture. "Now I know never to get on your bad side," he chuckled.

"It was no problem Ringo. She had no right to do that to you. You deserve better," I said and stared into his eyes. He slowly leaned in, his eyes never leaving mine. They were so beautiful. They reminded me of the ocean; blue, calm, and happy. For what seemed like years had passed, his lips finally met mine. Mini fireworks exploded in my head. I never understood what people meant by sparks going off when you know he is 'the one'. Now, I did. I closed my eyes and enjoy the feeling of the man of my dreams kissing me in the middle of the street. But, of course, all good things had to end.

"IS THAT RINGO STARR? WHO IS HE KISSING?" I heard someone shout. Oh great. Crazy fan girls are out to get me. Reluctantly, we pulled away and hand in hand, we ran down the street. We ran into the house with the other four, and shut the door behind us. Those girls run fast.

"Ringo and Georgia sittin' in a tree, F-U-C-K-I-N-G!" sang John. I sent him a glare and punched his shoulder.

"Ow," he muttered, and I gave him a smile.

"Well, I'm going to go see if there's anything in the kitchen to eat," Abby said, and George followed her down the hall.

"Well…that was interesting," Paul said. I smiled and walked towards the window. I peeked through the blinds and there was a mob of girls screaming outside. I groaned and plopped down on the floor. Why was my life so complicated? Couldn't I have a wonderful relationship with Ringo and not get killed by angry fan girls? Oh well. You know the saying, "Obladi Oblada life goes on."

"Abby, can we talk in my room?" asked Ringo with a nervous tone. Awwww! He was so cute when he was nervous!

"Sure, Rings!" I cheerily said. He smiled a bit at my happiness.

"Ringo and Georgia sittin' in a tree, F-U-"

"Will you shut up, John?" I yelled. I heard him burst out laughing as I rolled my eyes and followed Ringo down the hall. He opened the door at the very end of the hall and I stepped into his room. I plopped down on his red bed and fixed my legs so that I was cross-legged. He sat in front of me on the bed and positioned himself the same as I was. I looked up at him and waved my hand, motioning for him to start talking.

"Well,' he started, looking down at his hands. I put a hand on his shoulder and he looked up again at me.

"Rings, you can tell me anything. Good or bad, I'll always be there for you," I said. He smiled and his face showed new confidence.

"Okay, your right. Well, I wanted to ask you something, two things actually," he said, a smile spreading across his face. "Do you like me, you know, more than a friend?" he asked me. I nodded my head and he continued. "Well…I really like you the same way. You make me feel happier than I've ever felt. So, I was wondering if, maybe, you know. You can be my girl?" he asked, and he sounded nervous again. Was I hearing correctly? Did Richard Lee Starkey just ask me to be his girl? I huge grin spread across my face. I leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. When I pulled back, there was a twinkling in his eye.

"Ringo, of course I'll be your girl," I said. He hugged me tightly and planted a kiss on my head. My dream came true. I have travelled back to the sixties (somehow), met the Beatles, became friends with them, and now I'm Ringo Starr's girlfriend. Could life get any better?

John POV

So our little Ringo has a girl. I never thought that day would come, especially with that big hooter of his…

Anyways,

Abby came out with two platters of tuna sandwiches (We had tuna?) with George following behind holding a couple bottles of lemonade. I grabbed a sandwich and sat on the couch with my guitar and notepad. I was trying to come up with some new songs, and with the girls here, gave me some inspiration. I thought that maybe I could write a song about Ringo and Georgia, so I strummed a few random cords and wrote some lyrics on my pad of paper.

Baby's good to me, you know,

She's happy as can be, you know,

She said so

I'm in love with her and I feel fine

Baby said she's mine, you know,

She tells me all the time, you know,

She said so

I'm in love with her and I feel fine

I'm so glad that she's my little girl

She's so glad, she's telling all the world

It was a good start. I'll come back to it later, but right now, there are a dozen tuna sandwiches that need to be eaten.

Abby POV

I was scared to go to the Cavern tonight. Considering what happened last time, it's not the safest place. But, this time, I have George with me as my boyfriend, so hopefully, things will go more…smoothly. But, we had to the recording studio first. Once everyone finished eating lunch, we headed out to the car. When we arrived at the building, Georgia's eyes were wide and her mouth was hanging open.

"It's…it's…it's…" She stuttered, staring at the recording studio.

"Abbey Road studios," finished Paul, a smile on his face. She ran over to him unexpectedly and hugged him tight. He chuckled under his breath and hugged her back. When she finally pulled back, she had the biggest smile on her face.

"Come on, let's go," said George and linked his arm with mine. I smiled and followed him through the door. We went to the recording room and I sat down in the sound booth with Brian. Ringo took Georgia's hand and kissed her lightly on the lips before walking over to his drum set in the far right of the room. They were so cute together. She then joined me at the sound booth with a smile on her face.

"Why don't we let Rings sing a song, eh?" suggested Paul while he tuned his Hoffner.

"Why not?" said George. Ringo grinned hugely at his Ludwig drum set and started to tap on his drums the beat of act naturally.

They're gonna put me in the movies,

They're gonna make a big star out of me…

Georgia bopped her head to the music with a big grin on her face. I honestly think that Ringo should sing more, but maybe it's just me. He finished the song and the four boys went through some other songs for help!. We headed back home after a few hours. Finally, after two hours of fighting Georgia to wear a dress, she finally gave in and put on a bright blue dress, because it was the same colour of Ringo's eyes. That chick is crazy. She refused to wear flats or high heels, but insisted that she wore her black high top converse. That bird will be the death of me. But, the thing that frustrated me the most; the outfit actually worked.

Georgia's POV

After getting my way, I felt very content as I stepped out of George's room and into the living room. Ringo smiled and walked towards me. He held my hand and twirled me around making me laugh. John pretended to throw up in the corner of the room. Once all of us were dressed and ready to go, we piled into the car. We neared the cavern and Abby's eyes showed nervousness and fear. I put a hand on her shoulder and her expression softened. I wondered what was worrying her so badly. I let it pass, and hoped that she would tell me later.

When the car stopped, Ringo climbed out of front seat and held the door open for me. I smiled and stepped out of the vehicle and we made our way into the building.

The music was loud, and the stench of alcohol and smoke met my nose. We walked to the bar and ordered beers, and I sat down on a bar stool, and Ringo did the same. George and Abby sat down next to us and also ordered some drinks. The night was going well, we just talked and talked, and drank. It was one of the best nights of my life. All was going well, when suddenly, George's face went from happy and calm, to furious and dangerous. Ringo looked in the same direction that he was, and his face conveyed the same emotions. They were staring at a man ordering a beer at the bar. I felt confused. Abby's eyes showed fear again and George abruptly stood from his stool, causing it to clatter on the floor. Ringo stood up too and the two men walked over to the man at the bar. No one was paying attention to them except for Abby and I. Then, George made the first move.

He punched the man in the jaw with so much force, I thought I heard it crack. For a skinny guy, he punches hard. Ringo then gave him a good shiner, his rings making nasty bruises to go along with the injuries. The man tried to fight back, but it was hopeless. One by one, Ringo and George gave him injury after injury. When they finally subsided, the man was unconscious. Now, everyone in the room was staring at the two boys. George took one last look at the man sprawled on the floor, before he took Abby's hand and walked out the door. Ringo took mine and we walked out into the chilly air of the night.

"Okay, what's going on?" I asked desperately and clung to Ringo. They looked at each other and Abby spoke up.

"A few days ago, before you were here, all of us went to the cavern. Everything was normal, until a man, that man, tried to rape me. Ringo saved me. I guess the man was drunk, and didn't remember what happened, so that's why George and Ringo…you know…" she said, looking at her feet.

I was shocked. I never expected it to be like that. After a few awkward moments, Paul and John walked out of the bar. We all piled into the car with a very drunk John, and headed home.