As he kissed me softly and passionately on the lips my mind became a blur. "How am I going to deal with this? I mean it's going so fast, I don't know if I'm ready." He had told me already a week ago that he loved me. I knew I loved him too, but was I ready to let those important words slip off my tongue and regret it?

"Ok, I have to go I'll see you tonight alright? .Michelle you there?"

"Yeah 8 o'clock your place I promise I'll be there."

"Great" He kissed me on my forehead and ran out the door. I waited for the motor of the car to become some distant rumble. I had to do something "AHHH!!!" It was 1964 and I was dating a Beatle.... I took a shower got dressed for no reason because I knew I had nowhere to go since I didn't work today.

"Hey Jessica, are you busy?"

"No why?"

"Oh I just need to talk about some things that's all."

"Is it Richard?" I breathed heavier then before.

"Yeah, yeah I guess it is..."

As I was driving to her house I wondered if tonight was going to be a night I wanted to remember. I pulled up into her driveway and knocked on her wooden door. "Jessica!"

"You look great."

"Thanks so do you."

"Ok, ok I know you want to talk so let's talk."

"I'm not sure why but this relationship is so much more than I expected. I mean think about who he is 'Ringo Starr.'" But he wasn't he was Richard Starkey in my mind but what did other people look at him and see?? You guessed it.

"But you know you love him and so do I trust me I'm your best friend."

"That's why too you always know what to say thanks."

It was 7:00 p.m. I was excited because I hadn't seen Richard all day long and, well who wouldn't be excited?? He's the nicest, sweetest, cutest guy you have ever seen! After I decided to wear jeans and a black shirt I had with sparkling stars on it. I quickly dressed and ran out the door. As I walked up the long walkway I began to hum. Then he opened the door. He looked amazing (as always) and held out his hand. I took it and walked in. We sat on the couch and talked then after about 15 minutes a buzzer went off. It startled us then Ringo blurted out "Oh, dinner's ready we can finish this conversation a little later." It was just getting good too! Dinner was lasagna, garlic bread, salad, my favorite. I sat down and ate. Afterwards I helped him clean up and then we went back on to the couch. We had talked forever and then I noticed what time it was! It was too late for me to go home so I stayed. I dressed in some Pj's I had left there some time before and slept on the couch. Ringo felt bad so he fell asleep on the floor next to me. I had no problem having him be there either except I think he might of snored no biggy though. That night I dreamt about when I was a little girl back at home in my bed watching my life on TV. in confusion to the situation I was getting up about to change the channel and-

"Baby get up I mad you breakfast, how did you sleep?"

"Oh great was it comfortable on the floor?" I laughed.

"Oh it was ok."

Breakfast was wonderful he made me French toast and some sort of hash browns that we ended up throwing away.

"Would you like to come with me to the studio, and you can meet the lads?"

"Oh that sounds fun, let me just get ready."