Monkee imagines

I'm sorry...

You sat on the couch between two people. One your boyfriend (aka Micky ^•^) and the other, the one and only John Lennon.

The two bands decided that it would be fun to meet up that day and hang out and have a good time.

Your head was resting against Micky's shoulder as he bounced with laughter after hearing one of Ringo's good ole' jokes.

That was when you knew, IT, was time. (*giggles like a little schoolgirl* Sorry.)

"Micky, I need to use the restroom real quick..." You whispered bashfully.

"Don't be long." Micky smiled at you as you got up from your spot and strolled up the stairs of the apartment you were in.

"Hmmm, the apartment is so small yet so big. Where the heck is the bathroom?" You huffed in frustration.

"Having trouble love?" You jumped and turned around as you were faced by John.

"Oh yes, I can't seem to be able to find the bathroom." You said as you pulled back a strand of hair that was falling onto your face.

"Oh, here I'll show you where it's at." John smiled slightly at you as he led you to one of the doors at the end of the hall.

"How did I not notice this? And the door was wide open too." You rolled your eyes, feeling stupid.

"I never seem to notice it myself either." John laughed.

"Well um.... I'm just gonna do my business now....." You shuffled over to the bathroom awkwardly.

"Ah, right." John nodded and walked away.

You shut the door behind you and went to do your business. After washing your hands and checking yourself out in the mirror you went back out into the hallway.

You turned a corner and was suddenly stopped by John.

"Oh hi. Again." You tried moving out of his way but whichever way you went, is the way he went.

"Where do you think you're goin' love?" John smirked.

"I want to go back downstairs to see my boyfriend, now get out of my way!" You tried to run but John had already caught you.

"You're not goin' anywhere...." John cooed as he leaned in to kiss you.

"No!" You struggled but it was already to late.

You didn't know why but after trying to fight him off for a few minutes you finally gave up and kissed him back.

Which was probably the biggest mistake you could have ever done.

At that exact same moment, Micky came upstairs to see what was going on.

"What the.... get off of her!" Micky yelled angrily as he shoved John off of you and tackled him to the ground.

"Micky! Davy, Mike, Paul, someone! Help!" You practically cried as you watched the two young men throw punches at one another.

The rest of the boys came up the stairs in a rush to see what was happening.

Mike and George quickly took action and pulled Micky off of a badly beaten John.

"Hold on man! You need to calm down!" Mike said as Micky tried to get back to John.

John groaned as Paul and Peter helped him up while Davy gave him some tissue paper for his bloody nose.

"What happened?" Davy looked over at you worriedly.

"I'll tell you what happened. John stuck his tongue down my girlfriends throat. And she seemed to enjoy it." Micky narrowed his eyes at you.

"No! Micky it wasn't what it-" You tried to explain but Micky didn't want to hear it.

"Just.... we're through Y/N. Don't even bother talking to me....... leave me alone." Micky's face turned from anger to pure hurt.

"Micky please..." The boys just looked at you and shook their heads as they took Micky away downstairs and the others took John into the bathroom.

You felt the tears fill your eyes as you ran down the stairs, quickly put on your shoes, and ran out the front door.

"I'm sorry Micky..." You sobbed as you ran father and father away from the apartment.

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*sigh* This just made my heart hurt. Should I make a part 2???? 😏