With The Beatles

Take 13

JOHN's P.O.V.

"Jahahawn?"

I grunted as the sweet familiar voice called to me. Paul McCartney must be bored out of his head that he wants my attention again.

But to my surprise as I woke up, nobody was there. I remember sleeping here in Jude's room with George and Paul last night. But how come everyone's not here?

Remembering the times back at Aunt Mimi's, she was always the one who dragged me to get up for school. Then sometimes Uncle George would scold her for waking me up too early and that it wouldn't hurt if I'll be late every once in while.

It was still the same thing when the band started growing big. But instead of Aunt Mimi it would either be Paul, Ringo, George or worse, Brian Epstein himself.

Oh that old queer, I wonder how he's doing with us being vanished.

Scratching my eyes for a while I decided to get up. I'm glad everything is good in the house after hearing out each other's sides and accepting each other's mistakes. It also woke me up from my huge pride and made me want to become better not just as a rockstar, but also as a person.

So after fixing the blankets and pillows into place, I went to the living room. Surely somebody is there to—

"SURPRISE!"

Ringo blew a party blower in my face which made me surprised at the same time as Paul popped the confetti.

It was as if I drank a jug of coffee, I was automatically woken up from my senses.

Right in front of me were all the people in the house acting all silly with their props. Jude was already dressed up as she was holding a round, chocolate cake in hand that has a candle being lit.

Jude smiles as she gestures to George who's holding his guitar. "Okay, so let's sing in one, two, three,"

And they all sing the old birthday song to the old man. I'm probably smiling from ear to ear, I didn't even get to wipe the saliva marks on my face.

"Happy birthday to you~ HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOHN!" I blew the candles on the cake as they all cheered. It's nice to have these happy faces in the house.

As I realized that I needed to speak, I cleared my throat, "T-Thank you y'all. I-I did not expect this."

"After celebrating your birthday every year, Johnless, it's a relief you appreciated what I did." Jude smiles and puts the cake in the middle of the dining table. Johnless, huh? "C'mon boys, it's breakfast time."

I can't help but glance at my three bandmates as we sat around the table, "You were all part of this?"

Ringo snorts, "Yeah, Jude had to wake me up at five in the morning just to go party shopping with her."

"You were snoring so loud, that's why she had to wake you up earliest." George teases him. "It was fun popping the confetti, y'know. I'll wait till George celebrates his brithday next." Paul says and we all laughed.

There are a few special meals on the table that I mostly noticed such as spicy chicken, slices of bread, vegetarian dishes, and the cornflakes!

"How'd you know these are my favourite? Oh nevermind, you knew everything about us." I stated. Jude corrects, "Not everything." Then winks.

Our bassist giggles at the way she winked. No doubt her favourite is Paul.

"Uhm, I know it sounds ironic for a birthday celebrant. But can I ask how old I am, exactly?"