John Paul jones 🫶🏻 a fic

Lovefool

Word count: 1099

"Brilliant absolutely fucking brilliant!" You shouted bounding towards the band. As you shoved through huddles of groupies to the back room. Sweat was dripping down your neck but you didn't care. All that mattered in the moment was telling them how great they did.

Jonsey was on the sofa looking exhausted. Jimmy was chatting with their manager. Robert was siting at a table with John. Jonesy looked like he could barely keep his eyes open. But nevertheless when he saw you, he ignored it. He smiled and sat up straighter. Beckoning you over he patted his knee.
The environment was glamorous, it was almost intoxicating. This was proof it doesn't matter where you go, but who surrounds you.

Jimmy had gotten up to rub ice on his sore fingers. Glaring at you as he walked away. What happened? Why was he suddenly mad at you? Maybe he was mad you didn't tell him about Jonsey or something. You brushed it off. You weren't in the mood to deal with that Jimmy today.

Your face was hurting as you smiled uncontrollably. Slightly jogging towards him in your excitement. You sat down across his knees and crossed your ankles.
"I have no words I really dont know what to say." You let it burst from you. Hopefully making up for your lack of expression.

Flinching slightly as he grabbed your waist and pulled you into him, you looked him in the eyes.
"Enjoyed it did you?" He whispered gently grabbing the back of your head. As he pulled you into the crook of his neck you slightly slid down on his lap. Somewhere deep inside, you felt a small heat start building. Just waiting to explode. The hairs on the back of your neck stood up.

"It didn't just sound like a load of noise then?"  He asked, referring to what the press had been writing about them. Almost missing his comment you nuzzled into him. He smelled of lavender and sweat.

"Don't listen to the press, there is no way they stay for the entire thing. I bet they don't even show up. Also the pure energy on stage is enough to have people stunned. I can't even begin to explain the feeling I get when I EXPERIENCE the music." It wasn't fair that the press was able to rip into them like that. Without even giving them a chance.

"Thank you love, I think it genuinely hurts Jimmy and Robert to read those things. I don't think even you know just how hard he's worked for us to be able to start off on the right foot. He really does invest his whole life into this band and this is the response we get. I don't understand it what so ever. I honestly dont think you should let those meaningless words work you up like that love." He seemed to wilt when he said this.

Pulling your head back to look at him you asked the question that had been burning through you for the past day.
"What are we?" His eyes widened as if someone had dumped ice water on him. Chuckling he replied, "I was just about to ask the same thing." He smiled widely, his face bright with joy. "Well since we both consider going out yesterday as a date, I guess I'm yours."
You put a little more emphasis on the last word. Playfully you gripped onto his waist and leaned back on the armrest dramatically. You both laughed for a while, taking in each others joy.

He pulled you up so you put your head back on his shoulder. Boldly asking "Am I right to assume that?"
Leaning his head onto yours he let his arm drop from your head down to rest on your thigh. "Couldn't be more right if you tried to darling."

All you could focus on was trying not to hyperventilate. "You know I'm really glad I came. I got to witness a bass guitar legend in the making." he chuckled when you said that. "Now why would you say that love?"

He sat back with genuine curiosity on his face. "All I know is that I've never seen a bassist with so much stamina. I personally think you should be given a medal for just being able to keep up with John alone. I mean just watching you go on while Jimmy plays one of his insane 10 minute solos in dazed and confused. I think thats enough to say you're staying in the record books for a while. I bet you could go on for hours."

You hadn't meant to say that last bit out loud. Pulling away to look at him. You noticed his face had gone red. The two of you were laughing uncontrollably at this point. You were drunk on his presence alone. God, he gave you so many feelings you were just bursting.

"Y/N, haven't forgotten about me already have you?" June had finally come back from the bathroom.

"Oh my god! You're alive." You said this with a sarcastic tone as you reluctantly pulled away from your boyfriend. When you walked over to June he followed. Robert and Jimmy walked up to the three of you. June had nervously looked at Robert as he walked over. What was going on with your friends. June was clearly hiding something from you. Was she involved with Robert at one point, because she was constantly shooting him mixed looks. And now Jimmy had been avoiding her all night. He had barely talked to her, but he constantly was shooting her nasty looks.

Now Jimmy had a strange look on his face but this time it wasn't a nasty one. He had been looking you up and down. His gaze Lingering on your chest. Your stomach dropped and you were filled with sadness as you realized what that look was. He had been looking at you with lust and longing in his eyes. They quickly shot up to meet yours, as you took Junes hand and pulled her out of the room and down the hall, leaving the three men confused.

Even though you felt bad about leaving Jonsey, there was nothing else you could've done. Jimmy had been looking at you in a way you never wanted him to. He had been acting like a completely different person. On top of that something was clearly bothering June. And it had something to do with Robert.

(I just started a fic about Robert and Junes backstory it's a slowburn.) peace and love y'all 🫶🏻