"Oh, George stop it!" Leslie said as the large group walled to where Holly lived, "I beat you!" Emily rolled her eyes at them. They'd been going on about who won their race earlier since they got to the hotel. George says he won, but Leslie thinks otherwise.

"Alright then," Emily huffed, "You two race to Holly's and whoever wins is final." George and Leslie shared a beaming glance before taking off toward Holly's house. Emily chuckled and rolled her eyes as Cynthia ed into pace with her.

"Hello," she said linking her arm with Emily's Emily grinned at her and nodded to her.

"Hey." she said back, "So, what have you and John been up to?" Cynthia sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Not a whole lot." she said, "Not together anyway. John's been talking to Paul about Leslie most of the day. He's pretty torn up about it."

"I know," Emily said with a sigh, "George is pretty pissed at him. I swear Paul'd be in the hospital if I didn't tell him to leave it alone."

a didn't say anything else after that because they'd reached Holly's house. George and Leslie were leaning against the wall panting and clutching their stomachs.

"Who won?" George panted looking at Emily. Her eyes got wide and she bit her lip.

"Sorry, Cyn distracted me!" she said pointing an accusing finger at Cynthia. She scoffed and walked off to wherever John had gotten to. Leslie slapped her shoulder.

"Now we'll never know!" she exclaimed. Emily rolled her eyes.

"Just have another race!" Emily said before Leslie grinned at George and skipped into the house. Emily wrapped her arms around George and he kissed her.

"I don't know how you can make her smile so much." Emily said bushing her fingers through his long hair, "Most girls in her position would be locked in their bedroom or sobbing or something."

"Not every girl knows me!" George said with a smirk. He pecked Emily's cheek, "And I managed to get her as far as possible from her bedroom." Emily laughed at him before he kissed her abd then pulled her into the house.

Holly greeted them with a giant smile she was so excited to have the Beatles at her house. Ringo remembered her instantly and called her Starkiller even though she called herself Holly.

"So, um, I was thinking we could eat on the beach." Holly said biting her lip. George nodded and grinned, "The foods not gonna be ready for another hour or so, so go out and do what you like. 'll need me help with the bonfire, but that's the only thing."

George volunteered for help and Holly nodded before handing out towels. George took Emily's hand and pulled her out to the beach. They started gathering branches and sticks for the fire while the others started running and playing around in the sand and water.

Leslie awkwardly stayed inside, remembering suddenly she didn't have bathing suit. Holly noticed her and raised her eyebrows at her.

"Everything alright?" she asked.

"Yeah, it's just," Leslie hesitated, "you wouldn't happen to have an extra bathing suit would you?"

Paul giggled as he and John splashed Ringo. He was grateful for George's no outside drama rule. The lads were no doubt still mad at him for what he did to Leslie, but right now he was having fun with his mates. He splash Ringo once more before John shoved him to get his attention. He stumbled and fell with a splash in the water as he looked in the direction John was.

There, walking down the beach toward them was Holly, Emily, Cynthia, and Leslie. All of which were wearing their bathing suits. Maureen cleared her throat loudly when Ringo's gaze landed on the girls. He blushed and pulled his wife into a tight grip before kissing her and making her laugh.

Paul wasn't too sure who the others were looking at, but he couldn't stop stop looking at Leslie. She was wearing a light blue bikini and her hair was pulled back in a loose pony tail. She was laughing along with the other girls at something Holly had said. Leslie suddenly met his gaze and froze. The other girls went on without her as she and Paul held each others gaze until John splashed Paul again. Paul laughed and splashed him back as George ran over to Emily. John and Paul continued to splash water at each other until Holly walked up and got them to stop.

"Do you guys want to help me with setting up the table?" She asked. John made a face at her, but Paul nodded and followed her over to where they were planning on eating. Leslie was carrying a tray of plates and cups and silverware. Paul helped set up the rectangular table as she walked up. She gave Paul an awkward smile as she set the table. Paul stood there watching her, and she felt a bit exposed to him.

"Uh, hi Paul." She said without looking up from what she was doing.

"Hello," Paul responded biting his lip, "Um, do you want some help?"

Leslie shook her head and finished what she was doing before hurrying away. She walked over to where George and Emily were sitting near the water. She plopped down next to George and he cocked an eyebrow at her.

"You Ok, Les?" Emily asked slowly. Leslie bit her lip and looked at the sand between her feet.

"I just had the most awkward moment with Paul." She said with a slight chuckle. Emily laughed and George put an arm over Leslie's shoulders. She put her head on his shoulder and sighed.

"Those're bound to come up." He said with a slight smile. Leslie rolled her eyes as Holly called them all over to eat. George got up and Leslie ran over to where Ringo and Maureen were walking over. George giggled and took Emily's hand as they walked over to the table. Holly gave out instructions for the food and John complained about sitting at the table.

"You don't have to sit at the table if you don't want to." Holly said, "Sit where you like." John give a cheer and Cynthia giggled at him.
The group got their food, which was fresh fish and different fruits and vegetables, before going along the beach to eat. Ringo, Maureen, and Cynthia sat at the table while John and Paul sat near the house. George, Leslie, Emily, and Holly all sat on the beach near the water.

"So you two are getting Married?" Holly asked George and Emily. George grinned and nodded while Emily flushed a little

"Because of George?" Paul asked looking away from her.

"No," Leslie said, "because you broke my heart Paul. It's none of George's business."

"But he-"

"Paul, I look up to George. He's marrying my sister. And I know I call him my older brother, he's really so much more to me than that."

"What do you mean by that?" Paul had a large scowl on his face as he spoke.

"I lost my Dad a while back, you know? And ever since to be more like my father than I could ever ask for. What I mean by that is George is more like a father to me. Emily's more like my mom than my actual mom is, so it only makes sense." Leslie sighed and realized she wasn't making much sense, "George looks out for me. Even though sometimes I'm terrible to him, he still likes to see me smile. He might not like that we were in a relationship, but he has no say in who I go out with."

Paul sighed and looked at her closely, "Les, I'm just looking for a second chance." He sounded like he would start sobbing at any second. Leslie was quiet for a while before she shook her head.

"It's too soon, Paul," she said. Paul nodded.

"But I still have a chance?" He asked. Leslie took a deep breath and pulled him closer. She gave him a short sweet kiss on the lips. Leslie had a small smile on her lips as he grinned.

"I'll keep you in mind." she said. He stole himself another kiss before he got up and walked back over to where John was talking to Cynthia and Maureen.