The boys took me into London to shop for some new clothes.
As we were driving around, I admired the sights.
"Lovely place, isn't it?" George asked me.
I nodded.
"It's amazing. I never saw anything so beautiful." I said.
"I see something more beautiful right here." George said, smiling at me.
I look back at him and smile back.
The car stopped.
John helped me out.
"Thank you, John." I said.
The five of you walked into Biba.
We all looked around at the clothes.
The boys looked at clothes for them too.
You find some very cute stuff and try it on.
Including one particular green dress you were very fond of, along with some other pretty dresses.
Which one is your favorite?
After I tried the clothes on, I asked the cashier to hold onto them until I get back.
I went to find the guys.
I saw them in the men's section.
"Can't find anything?" I asked them.
"No. We don't know what to get." John said.
"Well, maybe I can pick some stuff out for you guys." I suggested.
They looked at each other and shrugged, giving me their approval.
I looked around and found some clothes for them.
I handed each of them a shirt, pants, and a jacket.
They went to try them on.
"Do they fit?" I asked from outside the changing room.
They stepped out and showed them to me.
"Wow. You guys look great." I said.
They smiled.
They loved the clothes I chose for them.
"You are a fashion genius, Angel." George said, wrapping his arm around me.
I smiled and blushed.
"Well, let's pay and get going. We have more sights to show the lady." Paul said.
They changed back into their original clothes, took the outfits to the front.
"Do you have your clothes?" Paul asked.
"I gave them to the cashier to hold." I said.
They got my clothes, paid for them and we stepped outside.
We all went to other shops and had a shopping spree.
It reminded me of when I had shopping sprees with my mom when I was 14.
We both had so much fun together.
When I left for college, my mom got a promotion at work, so I haven't seen her since the day I moved to the dorms, because her job kept her from even talking to me, but I did get a call once in a while.
"You alright, love?" John asked.
I looked up at John.
"Oh yeah. Just remembering something." I said.
"That's nice." He said, smiling.
We all took a seat at a coffee shop to rest.
"So, Angel. Tell us. What part of (Your Country) are you from?" Ringo asked.
"I come from (Name of City), but I go to (Name of University)." I said.
"What's your study?" Paul asked.
"I study music and theater." I said.
"Do you have any friends there?" George asked.
"Some, yes and we all love your music." I said.
"How flattering." John said.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" George asked.
"Never did. I was always focused on my school work. Also, never been asked out." I said.
"A pretty girl like you? Never been asked out?" Paul asked.
"That is just wrong. How is that possible?" Ringo asked.
"The only way it would be a problem is if it bothers me and it doesn't, because I have my parents, my siblings who love me, and wonderful friends. I'm happy with what I have." I said.
John put his hand on mine.
"I am liking you more. This positive attitude is just adorable." He said.
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The Beatles x Reader Time Traveler
FanfictionYou are entering a contest that involves Paul and Ringo. After you finish your video entry, you head outside and get struck by lightening. When you wake up, you come face to face with the Beatles. I apologize for some of the inaccuracies, but I hope...