Charlie's POV-

Finally I was completely packed! I was so excited to go on tour with the boys again. I suddenly started to wonder when I was supposed to be at the airport, so I picked up the phone and called Brian's office. I hummed as I waited and smiled when there was an answer.

"Yes, hello, this is Charlotte calling about the boy's tour?" I asked biting my lip with another sigh.

"Oh, hiya Charlie!" It was George on the phone, "What do you need to know?"

"I would like to know when I'm supposed to be at the airport tomorrow." I said smiling. I liked talking to George.

"Well the thing is," George said sounding nervous. I started to worry. Did they still want me along? Did Brian change his mind? Did he think I was too much of a distraction? "We're leaving tonight instead. You know so we can get there early tomorrow?" I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.

"Yeah, that makes sense. So what time?"

"Um, well the plane doesn't leave until 8:30 tonight, but the lads keep talking about getting something to eat, so I thought maybe you'd wanna come along? Jessica will be there too." I smiled and nodded happily.

"Yeah, sure!" I said, "Just come and pick me up?"

"No problem, Char." George said before he hung up. I sighed and started to get ready to go. I pulled on a pair of nice jeans and a blouse with little purple flowers on it. I put on some shoes before I put up my messy hair and then I put on a bit of make up. I plopped down on my couch and turned on the TV to wait for my posse. But as soon as I found something to watch by doorbell buzzed. I scrunched my nose and laughed to myself as I opened the door the George. Just George.

"Hi." I said turning and grabbing my coat, "Where're the others?"

"Oh, John said something about going ahead and Jess agreed so everyone went on to the restaurant." he said scratching the back of his head, "That's OK isn't it?" I giggled and nodded as I struggled with my coat, that somehow managed to get all inside out and backwards. I supposed that's what I get for throwing it in the floor when I got home the last time. George chuckled at me and he helped me put my coat on. I blushed and thanked him under my breath. He smiled crookedly and offered me his hand.

"Let's go then?" he said it like a question and I answered him by nodding again and taking his hand. I liked his hands. We walked out of my apartment building and then down the street, "So, Jessica told me you were excited to be on the tour." George said awkwardly. I smiled and nodded.

"I love going on tour with you fellas." I said squeezing his hand, "Your music is just about the best I've heard ever." George laughed and looked at his feet bashfully.

"You can't mean that." he said as I laughed.

"But I do, Geo." I said nodding, "Everything about it is new and upbeat and fun. The lyrics are mostly poetic I guess, and everything harmonizes so well together."

"Well thanks I guess." he said, "But we aren't the best you ever heard I'm sure of it." I frowned and cocked my head to the side.

"Then what's one singer or band better than you four?" I asked cocking an eyebrow.

"Elvis." George smirked. I laughed and shook my head.

"Nah." We laughed and George pulled me into the restaurant we were supposed to meet the others. We saw then, well we actually heard them first, and we went to sit down. I sat down next to Jessica and George sat down on my other side. I noticed that everyone was already eating and made a face. Jessica laughed.

"I tried to make them wait, but..." She trialed and looked at her own plate that was most empty. I shook my head and George laughed.

"Well I'm used to it by now." George said picking up a menu.

"You're kidding." I said looking at the others in shock. As long as I'd known them, I'd never been late so eat with them.

"He is," Ringo said taking a bite of his food.

"Yes, because George, is always eating, so he's usually the one waiting on us." Paul said rolling his eyes. George shook his head ignored them. I rubbed his shoulder and his ears turned a bit red.

"Well then I guess that means when everyone else is finished eating then it'll just be me and George after you all leave us here." I sighed picking up a menu to look at. She had to hold it in front of her face to hide the blush that crept up her neck. And she was the one to make the comment! What had gotten into her? Did she really have those sorts of feelings for George? I didn't know and I didn't really want to think about it because then it'd be weird while we were on the tour. RIght?

"Charlie, do you know what you want?" George asked pulling me from my thoughts. I flushed again and cleared my throat.

"Um, not really." I said biting my lip. George nodded and he showed me what he was thinking about getting. It was some pizza thing and it looked like a tone of food for one person.

"Really all of that?" I asked laughing. George blushed and shrugged.

"I dunno, it looks good." he said giggling. I rolled my eyes and I set my menu down.

"Alright, but I want a bit of it." I said. George nodded and then a waitress came up. He ordered it and I ordered something to drink while George and I had a nice conversation. After we ate we were cutting it a bit short for the airport.

We all paid the bill and got up to leave. George suddenly grabbed my hand and we started to run out of nowhere. We ran down the street while the others were confused. When we stopped after we'd turned a corner, we leaned against a wall and caught our breath. We both suddenly started laughing hysterically. we ended up leaning against one another as we clutched out stomachs. It was one of the best moments of my life, only I didn't realize it yet.

"We better get to the airport," George said looking at his watch, a little hint of laughter still in his voice. I nodded and called a cab. We slid in the backseat, which seemed smaller than usual, and drove to the airport. Once we got there, we were escorted to the plane and then I plopped down next to Jessica. She looked at me and smirked.

"Well someone had fun this evening." she sang. I frowned and cocked my head to the side.

"What?" I asked with a laugh, "Who?"

Jessica rolled her eyes, "You! You barely even looked away from George all evening! And then you two suddenly run away from the rest of us!" I rolled my eyes back and glanced over at the mentioned Beatle, who was talking to Ringo. Ringo wasn't paying attention to him though. He was staring at Jessica. I smirked to myself and then looked back at my best friend. "What exactly did you two do after you ran away?"

I huffed and turned my back to her as I curled up in my seat, "Shut up..." I mumbled before going to sleep for the night.