Misery (John Lennon Fanfiction)

Part 14

Amelia's POV:||
"Wha d'ya say?" He smirked, scooting his chair closer to mine to emphasises his point.

"I dunno if I'm ready yet Will honestly" I sighed

"Cmon what could happen? I take you out for one muffin or somethin, you don't like it? We don't go out again. Simple." He grinned

"Just one muffin?" I confirmed

"Yes just one and if you don't want to see me again that's fine"

"Okay okay, just once"

***

"How ya doin?" John asked, appearing beside me almost suddenly.

"Hey, what happened to you? Heard you went up to the headmasters" I mentioned

"Yeah it was no biggie" he shrugged, his remark lacking his trademark Lennon smirk or grin.

Will tapped my shoulder "Are you ready?"

"Ready?" John repeated, furrowing his eyebrows.

I turned to Will "Yeah I'm just-" then back to John "I'm just going out for something to eat"

"With Will?" He muttered

"Yes with Will is that a problem John?" I quipped hastily, I know he likes me. But that does not make me his property, he can't stop me from going out with anyone else if I choose. He pursed his lips and nodded, beginning to walk away.

"S'fine, fine absolutely fuckin dandy"

***

We walked into the café and sat down on a cushy couch, the smell of fresh bread and muffins tempting me. I was halfway through asking for a muffin when Will spoke up.

"Ah shit." He blushed, patting his pockets. "Forgot my wallet"

"Oh... Well I've got some money-" I reached for my purse

"No no don't be ridiculous" he smiles "uh my house isn't too far, d'ya wanna come with me?"

"Uh yeah sure" I said, thinking about Gran. "As long as we won't be too late"

"No no I promise we'll be fine."

So we walked, in the and unusual sunshine we were blessed with this afternoon. He had quite a big house, there was even two cars in the driveway.

"Wow" I said as we walked in the front door

"S'nothin" he shrugged, swiftly going up the staircase. He went into his room and I stopped outside the door, watching him look around. "You can come in y'know, I won't bite" he smiled, charmingly. He had nice teeth and curly blond hair. I sat down on his bed and continued to watch him, glad that I agreed to come out with him today.

He smiled, looking me up and down "Lemme check the bed" he leant over a little "don't move, I bet I can get around you"

"Oh?" I giggled a little, not minding at all his closeness to me as he searched the mattress. He slipped, perhaps not so accidentally and we laughed, happily, so genuinely. He smiled and looked into my eyes and for the first time in a while I indulged at the feeling of his soft lips against mine.

It felt like forever but it was only a mere moment, he twirled his fingers in my hair and my head cleared, and I felt overwhelmingly relaxed as he touched me.

Slowly, almost hoping I wouldn't notice, his hand slipped down and unbuckled his pants.

"Will-" I murmured against his lips

"S'alright love" I could feel his charming smile against my lips as he shifted to kiss my neck, slowly pulling my stockings down from my leg.

"I don't know if I-" I sighed, biting my lip.

"I just wanna help you escape sweetheart" he grinned, undoing the buttons of my blouse.

"But I've never-" I squirmed a little, his grip tightened on my arm but he maintained his steady and charming tone

"You can trust me."

***
It all happened so fast it seemed, walking home and reflecting over it...I couldn't pinpoint the moment when I knew something was wrong. Was it wrong? Or was I just overthinking it? Just because it wasn't ideal doesn't mean it was wrong, I mean he's a nice guy. Still, I couldn't help but feel guilty and just...just violated at what had happened.

As if that wasn't bad enough, John was waiting for me, sitting at the front door with a flask in his hand.

"How was your date?" He asked, his eyes a little red

"John I-I don't think I wanna talk about it"

He sniffled and took a swig "Don't want to talk about it, yeah don't care about me, jus leave me here on my own" he muttered

"I-I didn't leave you anywhere! You don't have any right to think you own me or or that I should get your permission before doing anything" I swallowed, playing with my skirt, pulling it down.

"Yeah yeah whatever, S'all probably true then? Don't give a single fuck about me-"

I rubbed my head, frustrated with his drunken babbling.

"Why do I even try then? Huh? Wastin my own time" he took a swig "Jus go fuck him an leave m-me here in the dirt" he growled

I looked up "W-what..?"

"Is that how your date went? Did y'fuck him? Are y'happy now?"

I took a deep breath as a tear rolled down my cheek ".....get out."

***
I walked inside hastily after re composing myself, making a b line for the kitchen to get started on dinner.

"I am so sorry I'm late gran, do you feel okay? I'll get you your vitamins-"

"It's okay dear" she smiled softly at me from her chair

"What?" I said breathily.

"That friend of yours, John, he came and told me you would be late and said he would take care of me. He gave me my vitamins and everything I need, not a bad chef either" she chuckled

"Oh."