August 12th 1965, Help! was released. Fans went wild over the new songs from the greatest band of all time. I decided to go out and get groceries, and boy did I pick the wrong day to go!
As I walked in, I heard nothing but screeching from fans (particularly women) gawking at the songs playing on the pa speakers across the store.
She's got a ticket to ride
...
Were you telling lies (ah, the night before)
...
For I have got, another girl
I barely made it to the exit of the store when got crowded by a massive group of reporters.
"Mrs Lennon, what do you think of the new album?" One reporter asked, holding the microphone to my lips.
"Y/N, would you call Help! a masterpiece?" Another asked me eagerly.
"What is the meaning behind Help!?" And another,
"What was John's take on the album?" And another.
I couldn't breath with the amount of questions being asked of me, so early in the morning. I had so many people shouting at me, and food was probably about to expire from the amount of time out of the freezer. I had no idea what to do. I started hyperventilating, and tried to walk through the enormous crowd.I sped walked to my car, knowing reporters may have very well been filming me. Thinking I would be safe in my car, I wasn't. Fans had been piling up there too.
"Sign my record!" One shouted.
I noticed one girl was singing one of the songs off the album,
"And all I gotta do is, act naturally."
Although her voice sounded wretched, the lyrics she sang brought a thought to my head.
If I act naturally, maybe they'll leave me alone from the lack of interest I seem to have ... and so, I tried it. I put on a fake smile and got in my car with the groceries. I beeped the horn twice in staccato so the fans would get out of my way so they wouldn't get run over.Once I finally got home, John greeted me with a shocked look.
"Why the bloody hell would you leave the house now?" He asked me.
"I figured I could get in there before the fans went insane!" I spoke, reasonably. "We were also out of coffee." I added.
"You'll do anything for the coffee, won't you?" John chuckled, teasingly.
"How else am I to function during the day? Coffee is like gas to a car for me, won't work unless you fill it up." I smiled goofily.
"Run on the zero once in a while." He shrugged.
"Says you!"
"Says me? I'm talking to the girl who drinks two or three cups a morning! And besides, I drink tea, darling." He smirked.
"Fine, you made your point." I laughed. John then let out a sigh, and came closer to me.
"Do you love coffee more than me?" John asked, a serious tone hitting his voice with a matching expression to go with it.
"No," I laughed. "Why do you say that?"
"Would you go out in a stampede of fans to pick me up, or would you wait till later?" John asked another silly question.
"Of course I'd get you! Why are you asking these nonsense queries?"
"No reason," John brought his smile back. "I'm just messing with you!" He laughed, spinning me around to have my back against his front and he suddenly started attacking my face with sweet and soft kisses that sent butterflies to my stomach and a tickle on my cheek.Later that day, all four Beatles got on a call to discuss their success with Help!. I didn't listen long, but I found out each of their favourite songs off the album. John's was You've Got To Hide Your Love Away, Paul's was Yesterday, George's was The Night Before and Ringo's was of course, Act Naturally.
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