Two days of non stop partying would probably do that to you.
After walking around with George for hours they went back to the Kaiserkeller and he went back to his Beatles. The ex-y’s seemed to be in a more playful mood that night. Astrid was talking quickly in German about art and life and love and things like that. Stu could keep up with about half of it and Gabrielle could get only some as well. She didn’t really remember much except for drinking and such. They might have all got up on the table during ‘Twist and Shout’ and danced.
When the clubs closed and the Beatles dispersed for shagging and sleeping Gabrielle vaguely remembered hanging about with John. She couldn’t recall where they went or what they did. Thankfully and oddly enough she wasn’t hung over until that afternoon. Which she soothed by doing vodka shots with John while they waited to go back on stage. Gabrielle remembered getting sick in the back alley and John laughing at her. So as to not look like a light weight they had a drinking contest of sorts. To see who would pass out first. But then they had to play so neither of them got that far.
She woke up the next morning in their room, but not in bed with anybody. Gabrielle slowly opened her eyes and looked around her. George was up on a bed strumming his guitar but not really playing anything. Underneath him Pete was having his way with a young German girl. She couldn’t see John or Paul thought.
“Pete fucking do it quietly! I’m trying to get a kip, all right?” Well there was John. She must have been in Paul’s bed.
She allowed herself to think that thought through but came to the resolution that it wouldn’t have happened, especially with John, George and Pete lurking about all the time.
Gabrielle looked over at Pete and his bird, still shagging quiet loudly. She watched for a few minutes and rubbed sleep out of her eyes. Then she looked up at George, he was holding his guitar crooked and grinning at her with mirth.
“OH shut up” she mumbled and turned back her face into her arm. She heard George hop off his bed, walk across the room and kneel down in front of her. “What?” she peered up at him with one eye. He chewed on his lip and looked amused before motioning for her with his head to get up. They walked out into the hallway which was maybe three feet across, not very big like everything in Hamburg. Gabrielle rubbed her eyes and ignored the dull ache in the back of her head.
“You were quite amusing last night” George told her, leaning against one of the walls. She followed his example and leaned against the other one.
“Was I?”
“Mmm Hmm” George giggled “You and Jurgan were being loud drunks and that fellow from Rory Storm was with you as well”
“Er…. I don’t remember” she laughed quietly
“Don’t you? Ringo Starr… er… I dunno his real name. Top Drummer though, considering all drummers are basically idiots”
Gabrielle sighed “How long have been asleep?” she asked
“Hour or two maybe?”
She groaned “Great, I have to get back to Astrid’s to change and take a shower”
“I’ll come with you”
******
Gabrielle sighed and pulled the covers up to her chin. She could feel her eye lids getting heavier and heavier. She was clean now, and wearing her nightclothes for the first time since she’d been here. Then she realized she’d only been in Hamburg for about four or five days. Funny how it seemed much longer t hen that.
She rolled over and watched George sleep. ON the walk over he’d asked her continuously if she had eaten anything (which she hadn’t for about 48 hours) god he was loveable. George was a tiny guy too, like her, he could eat anything he wanted too and would stay a rake all his life probably.
Gabrielle reached over to him and traced her finger up his chest and then brushed some of his hair out of his face. He hadn’t yet consented to letting Astrid give him the mushroom cut, but his hair was getting longer still. Gabrielle reckoned that when enough pressure was applied by enough woman, you could make George do anything. He was really one of those eager to please people. Sure, he could be really stubborn sometimes. But really, George just wanted to love everyone and for everyone to love him.
His eye shot open and Gabrielle jerked her hand back in surprise.
He grinned at her “Stop watching me sleep”
“Sorry” she mumbled, catching his eye.
George reached his arms out to her and she scooted over to latch herself on to him. She rested her face eon his collar bone and sighed. She licked her lips and prepared to fall back into the haze of sleep.
“Did you just lick me?” George’s incredulous voice snapped her awake again.
She leaned back and looked at him in surprise “What? No I didn’t”
“Yes you did, I felt it, you did” his voice was shaking with hidden laughter
“No I went like this” she ran her tongue over her bottom lip and George’s gaze fell down to her lips and then rose to meet her eyes again. They stared into each others eyes for a long minute, just staring.
“Don’t do it again” said George
Gabrielle started chewing on her lower lip, it was a nervous habit she picked up and nearly tore her lips to shreds doing it sometimes. “Why” she asked quietly
“Because,” said George “I’m tired, and you’re strung out… literally I mean, we need to sleep. Your licking me isn’t going to help that happen”
“I’m sorry” she said and nodded solemnly “I promise I won’t do it again”
They giggled for sometime before she nestled her face into George’s neck. He pulled her closer and Gabrielle ran her hands up his bare back to get comfortable. George shivered, but she wasn’t sure form what, and sighed heavily into her hair.
Gabrielle realized that if she didn’t do it that she wouldn’t fall asleep and would just die from curiosity. She started chewing on her lip again and then very quickly and delicately ran her tongue up the side of George’s throat. She felt his Adam’s bob against he mouth.
“Gabrielle!”
She started laughing and couldn’t stop. George looked like he wanted to reprimand her but knew it wasn’t going to do any good. A smile was tugging at th corner of his mouth but he kept himself in check. Gabrielle fell onto her back and subsided into giggles that just turned into cackles when he pulled her back by the waist. “Gab,” he wined “I want to sleep. Come ‘ead how would you like it if I licked you?”
She giggled and shrugged, unable to do anything else at the moment. “ I’m sorry Georgie, I won’t do it again. I promise”
He held her eyes and didn’t look away. George had very nice eyes, they were a beautiful chocolaty color and he had long eyelashes too, it looked really nice when he closed his eye because they made shadows on his high cheek bones. He really was the beautiful baby.
She stopped giggling and cleared her throat
“You’ll do it again”
“No I won’t”
“I know you. I’d do it again, so you would too”
“I won’t”
He gave her a look. He knew she was lying through her teeth. Gabrielle hugged him and sighed into his neck. She felt him tense up, waiting for her to do it so he could do something equally as evil and childish. Like maybe tickle her. Or push her off the bed. She did it again. Poked her tongue out of her mouth and licked him.
“That’s it.” Said George, he sat up and rolled her over so he was sitting on top of her.
“No Georgie please” she giggled “Not that, don’t tickle me, please”
George placed his fingers experimentally near her ribs and raised his eyebrows questioningly at her. She just snorted and started laughing. George pushed his fingers in and then leaned down so he was nose to nose with Gabrielle.
“If I get off of you can I go to sleep?” he was only joking with her of course, she knew that. Gabrielle nodded “Yes really?” she nodded “Really really?” Nod “OK” George moved as if he would get off her but then loomed over her and started tickling.
“George gerrof me you great bloody…. Georgie!”