George Harrison:
It's an hour until the concert starts. I'm quite nervous but I'm mainly excited. We're playing to an audience of only about 150 but we're making the show longer than usual. We're playing a one and a half hour set and it's going to be the longest concert we've done.
I'm still worried about Ringo though. I don't think he's well enough to do the concert tonight, but when I asked him he said he'd be fine. Another thing that can't seem to escape my mind is my feelings for our drummer. It doesn't make sense. He's always been my best friend so why am I now having these feelings for him? He's not even a bird! And I'm not queer! Am I? I've never been attracted to a man before so I'm not sure if this means I'm queer. Maybe I'm what they call "bisexual". I think that means I'm attracted to both men and birds. Oh I don't know what I am, but I don't have time to figure it out now. I've got a concert to prepare for.
Me and the lads were in a little room backstage. We were getting ready and just chatting about whatever came to mind; the concert, home, politics, birds. At the mention of birds I left the conversation, but I noticed that Ringo also left the conversation at the mention of birds. How strange. Maybe he just doesn't feel like talking anymore. That would make sense, he's had a long day.
"Alright lads, you're on in 20 minutes!" Brian exclaimed, scaring the shit out of all of us.
"When the bloody hell did you get here?" John shouted.
Brian laughed, "Oh I got here when you started talking about birds"
"Oh," Paul smirked, "You got any birds Brian?"
"Um no Paul, you know I don't." Brian spoke with a smile, "Anyways, just thought I'd let you know that you've got a press conference tomorrow at 3pm, so you need to be ready by 1:30 at the latest."
I groaned, "Press conference? Didn't we have one just three days ago?"
"Yes George you did, but you're all very popular people at the moment!" Brian said proudly.
"Yeah come on George, we're The Beatles for Gods sake!" John yelled, laughing.
I laughed. It's true, we are The Beatles and we are very popular.
"Well, we best be heading up, 5 minutes until we're on!" Paul said, checking his watch.
"Right, well have a good show boys and don't get too drunk after please." Brian pleaded.
"We won't" Me, paul and John said in unison.
Ringo had been very quiet during the conversation and Brian must've noticed because he asked, "Ringo? You've been very quiet. You ok?"
"Hm? Oh uh yes I'm fine." Ringo smiled. I knew it was a fake smile and I knew he wasn't ok, so I just gave him a look saying "you sure you're ok?" and he just nodded at me.
Suddenly a crew member came through the door and said, "Excuse me, there's a phone call for Ringo in the other room."
"Me?" Ringo asked confused.
"Mhm, you." The crew member said.
"Oh uh ok." Ringo mumbled and walked out of the room to take his call.
While Ringo was out Paul, John and Brian talked about the press conference and I strummed quietly at my guitar. Ringo came back 5 minutes later looking rather scared and bewildered.
"I-I think I just got a death threat!" He stuttered.
"What?!" Paul and I shouted at the same time.
"He said he was gonna shoot me during the concert!" Ringo said nervously.
"Oh my God... Well what are we going to do now. We can't let him go on! He might get shot!" John yelled.
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FanfictionRingo Starr has had a troubled past. He's also got a secret he's not telling the rest of his band. He's got feeling for their youngest member... George has had feeling himself, but he doesn't know what they are. Will George and Ringo get together...
