The Beatles: A Mini-series

John (1965)

   "Aw, but mum, I'm 16, I don't need some guy to come over and take care of me," you told your mother as she was putting on her earrings.
   "I'm sorry dear, but after that break in a couple streets over, we don't want anything to happen to you. Besides, you like John."
    "Yeah, but I don't want him to watch me like I'm 5. I'm going to be an adult in two years."
   "Yes, well, until then you are going to have John stay with you." As your mother says this, your father comes up and stands with her. "Now, we'll be back tomorrow, be nice to John okay? Don't give him any trouble about this."
   I folded my arms as the kissed me goodbye.
   "Please," my mother pleaded. I sighed and nodded my head, hugging her.
    The doorbell rang. They opened it and John stood in the doorway wearing a black turtleneck and blue jeans. He talked to my parents, and made his way in. They left and John locked the door.
    He looked at me. I've talked to John a few times, but never hung around him since he's always busy. Honestly, I was quite nervous.
   "Hey," said John, hands in his pockets.
  "Hi," I replied. We stood in awkward silence for a moment.
  "Uh..so, what do you want to do?" He asked.
  I sighed. "I don't know. This is really odd. You could go home if you want and just say you looked after me."
   "I can't really do that-"
   "I'm sorry, but this is just so absurd! I'm not 5, I don't need a babysitter. I mean, you must feel so ridiculous looking after me, not to mention you hardly know me. God sometimes I just feel like my parents don't realize I'm almost an adult." I plopped down on the couch and sat with my arms folded. John walked over and sat next to me.
   "Yeah, I'd feel that way too. I agree with you; you don't need anyone to look after you. Break ins and stuff happen all the time. But, your parents are just doing what they feel will keep you safe. Be thankful for that. Not a lot of parents would care that much."
   "I am thankful they care about me. I just wish they wouldn't have asked you to watch me."
    "I know. But, hey, we can have fun. Think of it more as, like, a sleepover. I can be your girlfriend for a night."
   I giggled. "Well, when you put it that way it sounds better."
"See? So, what should we do?"
"Well, I am quite hungry.."
"Say no more. I'll be back."
John hopped up and walked out the door. I was confused, but didn't question it. Hopefully he was going to go get food. As I hoped, 15 minutes later John came back with Chinese food and some biscuits. We sat at the couch and ate while watching the Telly. This was fun. My parents never let me eat at the couch.
After dinner, I looked through our hallway closet to find something to do. Finally, I found Monopoly.
"How does this look?" I asked him.
He nodded and shrugged. "Fine by me."
We played Monopoly for about an hour, and then it got quite boring. I looked at the clock. 9:00pm. It was getting awkward again. Should I just call it a night?
    "Well, I've had a long day. I think I'm going to go to bed," I said, stretching.
   "But it's only 9:00," said John.
   "Yeah but I'm beat."
   "Oh..well okay. Uh, goodnight." John said rather disappointed.
   "Goodnight. Thanks for dinner."
   Walking up the stairs, I felt bad. He seemed bummed that I wanted to go to bed, but I felt I had no other choice. It was just too awkward.
   I got into to bed and laid there. I was just beginning to fall asleep, when I saw light from the hallway shining through. I turned in bed and saw John standing there.
    "Sorry, didn't mean to wake ya," he whispered.
   "I was awake. What's up?"
  John shrugged. "I dunno. I guess I still wanted to hang out.."
    I decided to say something bold. "You could lay with me if you'd like."
   John smiled and walked over. He removed his shoes and slipped into bed with me.
   "Can I..hold you?" He asked so sweetly.
   I blushed. "Yes."
   John wrapped his arms around me and snuggled his face into my hair. Soon, I fell asleep in John's arms..