From The Beatles: Book 2 {COMPLETED}

#1: John

Imagine coming home from a hard day from work, hearing a really loud television going. You put your bag down groaning, flipping your shoes into the air as you didn't give a care in the world. You came to the other room to see your boyfriend John, glued to the television.

Of course, he was watching one of his favorite obsessions, Bridgitte Bardot, his favorite actress. She was dancing around seductively, swaying her hips with her hair flipping in every direction. John watched that movie a million times and always loved the experience.

But you pretty much had enough of it. You stood in front of the television, turning it off to make John's trigger go off.

"Ey! I was watching that!" He spatted.

"You watch that movie every damn time I leave. You never greet me, show any affection without me having to tell you, you're glued to that damn movie!" You snapped raising your hands in the air.

John rolled his eyes, "So what if I like that movie?"

"You only watch it cause of Bridgitte John. If you weren't dating me you would date her in a heartbeat! You like her more than me!" You snipped trudging to the bathroom.

"Y/n that's not true!" He said following you to the bathroom. You scowled at him before slamming the door right in the older boys face, locking the door as you turned your back leaning on the door.

"Come on y/n! It isn't true!"

"I'm not coming out until you're out of my house!" You yelled.

"FINE!" He yelled back and that's when you heard a door slam.

You waited a few minutes before unlocking the door to go to your bedroom to find some old long shirt to wear. It was a little ripped but it would do. You let your hair down, making it a little l volumized! You were going to be what John couldn't have.

He was gonna have to fight for it. You peeked through the blinds seeing John was sitting on the porch smoking a cigarette. You went to his record player, turning on some upbeat music to get a good sense of what you're going to do.

You copied what Bridgitte did and slammed everything off the table, starting to dance on it. John walked in when he heard the slam, his face in shock yet another side. You flipped your hair back, biting your lip to see the older boy watching you. You jumped from the table, your hands traveling up and down John.

You could see how hard John was getting which made your plan work. You pulled him in for a slow, passionate kiss. He was left speechless as you walked to the record player turning the music off. You giggled as John raised an eyebrow.

"I would like to see her beat that."

"Oh I don't think she could." He said picking you up bridal style up to the bedroom.

And the rest...of the night...was led on.

A/N: Hey guys! I hope you liked this first imagine! I'm still writing imagines. BOOK TWO! But I hope you enjoy these! I'm not sure what movie she does the dancing in but I had a clip sent to me and then this imagine was born! :3
~Sydney