1969– get back sessions (image these get back sessions lasted like months for the story line ok 😔😔)

you and john had divorced mid way through the get back sessions. you just couldn’t handle it anymore— even if you two had been together since your teenage years, you thought it was the end.

keyword: thought.

throughout you and john’s relationship, george would always be there for you. and whenever you and john ‘broke up’, you’d sleep with him, or whenever john cheated on you, you’d do the same with george.

you still loved john, but when you finally divorced, it was george you ran to.

the two of you started dating officially, with you and john co-parenting your children, and george would even bring you to the get back sessions.

but it all went downhill when you took a pregnancy test.

and it was positive.

it was in a get back sessions when you took it— in the bathroom when the boys were making lyrics for another song.

when you walked out, you stuffed the test in your pocket and hurried over to george. there was a strict policy of no distracting when the boys were working, but this was important.. right?

“george..” you said quietly from behind, your hand on his shoulder.

george turned around, guitar on his lap, and looked up at you from his seat, eyebrows furrowed. “yes, baby?” he asked in that strong liverpudlian accent of his.

“can we leave for a moment? i really need to talk to you..” you muttered, fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

george looked around, scratching his chin before sighing softly, “alright, quickly.” he said, standing up and leading you to a corner of the room.

“what is it?” he asked in a quiet tone, making sure no one heard, but it was clear he wasn’t really paying attention. he was looking around every few seconds, making sure paul didn’t get mad or the cameramen weren’t recording you and him.