Beautiful Boy (Book1)

Six at Dinner 17

I was putting on a decent dress and put on a decent amount of make up. I didn't want these boys falling for me. And if any of them tried anything, they'd get a slap. But only for John, oh do i miss him.

I grabbed my purse and locked my door. Fanny came out the same time.

"Oh, where are you going?" She asked.

"i..i have a date." I lied.

"Oh have fun." She smiled and winked.

I smiled and left. 

I entered the restaurant and looked around. The waiter came over to me.

"You are waiting for four men?" He asked.

"Yes." I said.

"Right over here." He said and led me over to the table.

They all stood up and the blue eye'd one, Ringo, pulled my chair out.

"Who's the empty seat for?" I asked. Looking across from me at the empty seat.

"Its for Paul, he's late. As usual." The taller one from earlier said.

"How was your day?" the one named Brian asked.

"It was interesting." I giggled.

"Oh, sorry im late." Paul said sitting down breathing. Thats face looked so familiar.

"Typical." The taller one said, not smiling.

"Well, it wont happen again!"

"It wont happen again?" Ringo exclaimed with a little laugh.

"Stop." Paul frowned.

"ready to order?" The waiter asked.

"Ill have number 3." I closed my menu and handed it in.

The others ordered and we were poured water and left alone.

"So, what jobs do you all have?" I asked.

"Im their manager." Brian said.

"I do bass and he does drums, rhythm guitar, and lead." Paul pointed out his friends.

"Nice." i giggled.

We had a nice dinner and a fun conversation. I stood up and told them i had to go.

"Ill walk you home!" the one i met today said.

"Oh come on you always get em." Paul frowned.

"Dont pout Paul." He chuckled and took my hand. I slapped it.

"What was that for?" He asked

"I already have a fiance, so don't try anything." I warned him.

"Oh you didn't tell me. Paul you can have her."

"Hey! But you can walk me home." I said.

"But you..."

"Come on." He did look cute, but i made a promise with John, i guess it wouldn't hurt as long as John doesn't know. I smiled and took his hand.

We said good night and walked out. 

"You know, i never got your name." He said and laughed.

"Oh, its Fer." I smiled. "Yours...er whats wrong?" He had a weird look on his face.

"Whats your last name?" He asked slowly.

"Uh, Williams." 

"Fer! Oh Fer!" He hugged me.

"Oh stop, i told you not to try anything!" i said pulling away from him. 

"But don't you know me?" He put his hands to his chest.

"You, do look...I dontk now."

"Im John. John Lennon." He said.

I gasped. This boy in front of me, a Beatle, was John, my childhood friend and my long lost boyfriend.

"John, i missed you." i hugged him, tears of joy were running down my face.

"I thought you forgot about me." He said.

"Didn't you get my letters?" I asked.

"No." 

"Hm, but im glad your here! And your band made it!" I gave him a kiss.

"I missed you." 

"John, why are you two making out in the streets?" A voice said.

We turned around and the three other bandmates were coming.

"Paul, this is Fer. Remember."

"Thats Fer!" He whistled. "Your prettier then ever." 

I went over and gave Paul a hug. "Are you and Hannah still going out?" I asked.

"Yes, she's coming up here later." He replied.

"Okay, this is Ringo and George. I told you about him." John introduced me.

"Hello." George smiled. Ringo shook my hand.

"Is it okay to give you a friendly hug?" i asked.

"Sure!" RIngo smiled.

"can you come to my flat?" I asked.

"I think so." john answered.

"We'll go." paul said.

"No you all can come." I smiled.

"But don't you and..."

"Paul, i want to talk to you all again. I missed you all. You all changed so much too. I wouldn't recognize you with that hair." i smiled.

"Do you like it?" john asked.

"Yes, but i need an updated picture of you."

"oh okay! That will be easy!" John smiled.

We all went back to my flat and enjoyed a nice evening recalling memories. All this time i was going to see John and i didn't know it. And i slapped him! Oh well, im glad he's here!

"How is every body?" John asked.

"My dad is rather ill and i live on my own now. So yeah."

"Im sorry. Hope he gets better."

"Lets play some music and dance!" RIngo said putting a record on.

"Okay!" i giggled and we dance through the night and me and JOhn held each other tight.

But it ended quick because of complaints. We said good night and John told me to be at their hotel flat as early as possible tomorrow.