beatles tapestry

I could make a long text post about why Beatles fans are the way we are, but the short version is this:

  • most of us got into them in childhood or early adolescence, and formed an emotional attachment during a turbulent time in life.
  • there’s a rich tapestry of Beatles music, personal history and mythology to get lost in, making it easy to obsess.
  • a disproportionate amount of us have lost at least one parent in youth. (I haven’t, I lost a sibling, but I knew so so so many people in fandom who were bereaved children).
Hey Princess Part 3

Originally posted by cashtonkinks

Part 1 | Part 2 | Request | Masterlist

a/n: the gif has nothing to do with this omg

It was just your luck that the rain started picking up when you had to get out of your car.

You were parked in front of a large white house with the letters ΑΣΦ adorned on the façade. Frats. They’re a blessing and a curse to the female population of most college campuses. They’re usually made up of pretty nice guys, and they usually mean well. Sure, they were notorious for constant theme parties, but they had to be remembered for something, right?

You sighed deeply, trying to work up the courage to face Luke and probably at least 2 frat brothers. You opened your door and walked into the rainy night.

The walk up to the door was short, and you were grateful because even your shoes were wet. You brought your fist up to the large wooden door and knocked timidly. You heard yelling coming from inside the house, adding to your nerves.

A boy, probably a few inches shorter than Luke, answered the door. He was shirtless, and you had to peel your eyes away from his chest to look him in the eyes.

“Who are you?” He asked, taking a bite of the banana he was holding. He had the same accent as Luke, which was a bit strange to you, considering your college was in America.

“Y/N, I’m here to see Luke.” you said to the boy, whose name you still didn’t know. A wave of realization flashes over his face.

“Yeah, he told us about you. Come on in.” He took another bite from his banana, and yelled for Luke.

Luke came down from one of the grand staircases. This really was a very nice house. You were standing in the grand entrance waiting on Luke to come down.

“Hey Y/N. Want the tour of the house? It’s actually clean for once.” Luke smirked at his own joke.

“Sure. Thanks for inviting me here, Luke.” you knew you were blushing slightly. Luke has a hold on you, you’re usually empowered and confident, and he left you a mess, like you were in high school again.

Luke led you down a hallway to a large living room, where two boys and the boy you saw earlier were sitting on a couch, yelling and playing video games. Their heads snapped up when you and Luke entered the room.

“HEY LUKE!!!” One of them yelled, like he’d never seen him before. He had dark hair and tan skin, and was wearing a trucker hat and a sweatshirt with the frat’s letters on it.

Next to him was a boy with blue hair, piercings and tattoos. He didn’t speak to us when he saw us. On the end of the couch was the boy from earlier.

“Y/N, this is Calum, Michael and Ashton, my brothers and my closest friends from Australia.” Luke said, introducing you to the boys in front of you.

“HI!!!” The one with the blue hair yelled. They sure were loud. You think you and Luke will be working in the library.

“Come on princess, I’ll show you upstairs.” Luke said, exiting the room. You followed him up one of the staircases. He led you down a long hallway with various bedroom doors opened and closed. His room was at the end of the hallway.

“This is where the magic happens. No one’s allowed in here unless I give them permission. President’s perks.” Luke says, gesturing around his room.

His room was what you expected it to be, navy blue walls and a large bed shoved against one of the walls. He had a few Beatles posters, a large tapestry and many bookshelves in his room. You walked closer to one of the shelves, scanning some of the titles. Most of them were classics, and you were impressed. You smiled slightly to yourself when you noticed he had a copy of your favorite book.

“So, do you think we should get started, Y/N?” Luke really wanted to get this project done as soon as possible.

You made eye contact with him and blushed. It was quiet up here, the yells of his housemates far away.

“Princess?” Luke asked.

“Yeah, let’s get started before I regret letting you rope me into this.” You looked away from Luke, your cheeks burning.

“I didn’t think I’d have such an affect on such a smart and pretty girl, princess.” God.

Author’s note: What do you guys think of this little series? Feedback is much appreciated :-)