It's Only Love

Ch.15

George looked at me, before shutting the door behind him. I felt tears rush out again.

No Jeanette he cheated on you. Serves him right to cry, but he did say it wasn't what Paul thought it was.

Before I realized what I was doing I was at George's room (the only other room that had someone in it besides the one I was using) and was knocking.

Weakly, George asked "who is it?"

"Its, its, me Jeanette." I stuttered. I heard a brief silence before a shuffling and the door unlocking. I walked into George's room and sat next to him on his bed. "I-you- what were you going to tell me earlier, until I cut you off?" I squeaked through my throat tight, fighting the urge to sob, looking at George's face.

"I was going to tell you that it wasn't what it looked like. She kissed me and I tried to stop her but by the time I got her off, you had seen." he said to me.

"George I'm sorry, I-"

"I'm sorry too." he huffed, " I thought you would of at least given me the benefit of the doubt being I had always been faithful, but when I hang out with another girl you have to come and check on me like a little boy! Also you think I wouldn't not cheat on you!" He began to yell at me.

I got up and walked away from George hearing him sob quietly as I wailed in pain on John's bed.

After a few minutes, I felt a gentle hand on my back, I looked back hoping and dreading that it would be George.

"I was wondering if you needed someone to talk to yet?" John said smiling trying to cheer me up.

"I do." I sniffed as John sat next to me. "He, he is right. Its all my fault. Why couldn't I just trust him? Why did I have to get jealous? Why did I assume? Couldn't I just trust him?" I asked John.

"No, it's not your fault, trust me. He shouldn't have made you feel like you had to worry about that. He should have tried harder to make sure Pattie knew her limits. I honestly- oh never mind,"

"What John?" I asked him curiously.

"I don't think he was as clear as he could of been on telling Pattie her limits. He always let her get kind of close. He also never had time to call you because of her and that isn't fair to you. Is it?" He said beginning to ramble.

"He has?" I asked, feeling my heart drop slightly.

"Yes, well in my opinion at least." He told me, shrugging his shoulders.

John and I talked for a while longer and I eventually began to drift off into sleep on his shoulder when he moved his shoulder, waking me up. "i'll go and let you sleep okay?" He asked me, smiling sincerely.

"Thanks John," I began to say hugging him, "you are such a good friend."

He left and I quickly fell asleep, only to wake up to darkness. I got up and stumbled to the kitchen-type-area, and began to pour a glass of water to calm my raging throat. I turned around and saw John sleeping, in what seemed to be a very uncomfortable way, on the small love-seat in the living room.

I walked over to him and woke him up, "John go to your bed and sleep in there." I whispered.

"But Jeanette is in there and I can't make her move" John said, clearly half asleep.

"It's fine, go on." I assured but John refused to move though.

"I can't, she is going through something she should never have to go through. Even if George is one of my best friends he is a complete and utter fool to let someone as beautiful, smart, funny and amazing as her go. I hope someday she realizes this." Was all I could hear before John mumbled the rest.

I walked back to John's room and went back to bed very quickly.

When I woke up the next day, I smelled pancakes so I walked over to the kitchen to see what was going on. I saw John and Ringo talking at the undersized dining table and Paul cooking pancakes.

"Hello guys!" I greeted them.

"Hello." They all replied.

"You are just in time, all the pancakes are just about done cooking" Paul said shoveling the last pancake onto the plate covered in pancakes. He passed them out and they began eating.

"Shouldn't we wait for George?" I asked, remembering my manners.

The boys looked at one another before Paul began, "he, is, well, um, he is eating breakfast with Pattie today. He just left about an hour ago."

I felt my heart sink in my chest. "That's fine, it's not like we are dating anymore right? So it's fine that he has moved on so quickly right?" I cheered, plastering a fake smile on my face and fighting back tears.

After breakfast, I went back to John's room and wept quietly, so the other boys didn't hear.

Then there was a knock on the door. "Come in," I answered.

Paul walked in, and sat next to me. "if you wanted to go home early, we would understand. I would pay for you to go back if you wanted, or do whatever you want to make you the most comfortable here." Paul said to me.

"I'm here for you guys, my friends, and I'm not going to let you guys down because George changed his mind." I said smiling, this time for real.