This Boy | j.l. [complete]

Chapter 7

— Three Months Later —

Months had passed, now John and I were together, for the most part. I spent some time with Ringo before his shows and some time with Astrid, her mind was so elaborate and creative I could only imagine the thoughts that went on inside her head. She reminded me a lot of John — maybe that's why Stu got along with her so well.

I was on my way back to the club, I just finished getting something to eat. I was gonna watch Ringo's show tonight and I couldn't wait, I had only seen him a few times on this trip. I sauntered down the street, passing clubs and late night diners.  I was coming up to the police station, my attention was caught by people shuffling up the stairs mumbling words to each other in a rather annoyed tone. But the glasses on bridge of ones nose caught my eye, I could only imagine the conversation.

"John?" I said running up the stairs

"Hello love," John sighed

"What's happened?" I asked

"We don't know, we're going to see," Stu answered in which John nodded towards Stuart

The officer led us down a hallway and stopped at a cell, inside sat George, Paul and Pete who all looked busy in their own worlds.

"Saved at last, eh?" George smirked

"What 'ave ya done now?" John asked

"Long story short, we're getting deported," Paul sighed shuffling the deck of cars him and Pete were playing with

"Deported?!" John yelled

"Nice going knuckle heads," Stu sighed  rolling his eyes

"Whys George getting deported?" I asked

"He's under aged," Paul said

"What about you two?"

"Condoms and fire don't sit well with the club manager," Pete shrugged

"You can't do that, we're a group," John protested

"A group?" Asked the officer, he then pushed Stu and John into the cell

"Now you're a group," The officer spoke with a smile

"Oh John," I sighed

"Don't worry about us, we'll be out soon," John scowled

"But I'm stuck in Hamburg for close to four more months," I stated with an annoyed sigh, leaning up against the cell bars

"Hey, come 'ere," John said putting his hand through the cell bars, wrapping it around my waist

"What?" I asked, John cupped my face with his other hand and stroked it with his thumb

"I'll be back for you, I promise I'll come back to see ya," John smiled bringing me as close as he could and giving me a peck on the lips

"Not the most romantic kiss" I chuckled 

"Shut it," John rolled his eyes

"How are you not playing on stage tonight?" Paul asked me

"We caught a break, top ten club is exclusive  like that y'know," I teased

"Look at this one, little miss exclusive," Paul chuckled

— The Next Morning —

I walked along side John as they all headed to the train, suitcases in hand. My hands were stuffed in my pockets as I looked around at all the different people, some probably in the same situation as I was right now. It made me upset, sure, but there was nothing I could do about it. He promised to come back, I believe that. Right now it was all I had to hold onto.

"This is it boys," Stu sighed

"Please call me when you get there," I said softly as John smiled

"I'll give you a ring when I get home. Be safe, yeah?" John chuckled

"You be safe, Liverpool is just as bad as Hamburg," I gave him a half smile as he kissed my cheek, placing a hand on my waist.

"I hope he'll still love me," I sighed watching them get into the train

"Why would he not?" asked Astrid

"John's like that. You can never tell if it's really love with anyone until you see how well they keep a promise," I shrugged

"He seems like he has a hard shell, that's not hard to see," Astrid said looking at me

"That's true,"

"He's complex, the only person who knows what he truly wants is him. He doesn't even know what that is half of the time," Astrid said, looking over at me with a soft expression

"Exactly."

"You can change that," She placed a hand on my arm and smile "I should go see Stuart, I hope you're feeling better by tomorrow."

"I'll see ya later Astrid, have a good one," I smiled then started off back to the club.