"I'd say George. Poor thing is just too shy to talk to me. I feel bad for him."
"Yeah, he's the quiet Beatle for a reason. Well, we've got a big day tomorrow, so get some rest. Goodnight, Y/N."
"Goodnight."
George's face turned bright pink. "No way."
I sighed. "Unfortunately, it's true. She's in love with you, and she feels fine."
"No jokes, Macca. I'm too disappointed to go along with them." John scoffed...
"She has faith in me after all..."
"I don't want to be mean, George, but what did you even do?" Ringo asked.
"I did the unthinkable...I shared me jelly babies."
"You'wha?" We spoke, a bit too loudly.
"Yeah. I don't mind, I love her. Let's go to bed, I'm tired and overjoyed."