Misery (John Lennon Fanfiction)

Part 17

John's POV:||
I giggled and pulled her closer, whisper shouting in her ear to hear over the music. "That's silly Am-e-li-a"

"You're silly!" She grinned, spilling a little bit of her drink onto my shirt. "Whoops!" She giggled as I led her over to the vacant couch. She leaned over onto my side and grinned, her cheeks flushing red and nodding her head to keep rhythm to the music. I took a sip of my drink and crossed my legs, looking over her carefully, I had to teach her how to drink some time.

"What do you call this again?" She said, looking over her cocktail

"A sex on the beach" I replied with a smirk

She giggled and whacked my chest "Johhhhhn"

"S'true, s'true I promise" she looked so cute. And helpless. So giggly and bubbly and drunk. I like this girl. But, she doesn't like me... Maybe she never will, maybe she is the one I can't get. She is too good for this dirty, stupid, Ted-wannabe.

"What's wrong?" She leant in, pouting cutely and rubbing my chest a little.

"Nothing" I shrugged

"What is it, you can trust me" she said, kicking her feet up on my lap.
Why not. She probably wouldn't remember.

"Well I like you, but you don't like me back Miss Amelia." I licked my lips, swishing my drink. She furrowed her eyebrows with a pout and wrapped her arm around my shoulders.

"Of course I like you John!" She smiled, playing with my hair.

"What?"

"Of course I like you John!" She giggled "Everybody likes you, you're so so handsome, heh you're funny and you really really like me"

"Wha d'ya mean?"

"You're nice to me, you care about me heh you even got beat up for me" she giggled

"Funny?"

"No" she smiled "I don't know why I don't just like heh marry you right now"

"Would Bryce have anything to do with that Amelia?"

"Bryce?" Her face sprouted a frown as he was mentioned "I really liked him, but you're so much better than him, hehe you helped me with him" she smiled, looking into my eyes "And I bet you're a much better kisser"

And before I could have better judgement it happened, her lips met mine and my mind knew it was wrong but it felt so right. Her body in my arms, and even the drunk and slightly sloppy kisses felt like fireworks and I couldn't help myself.