P.S. I love you (a Beatles FanFic)

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After Mimi closed the door behind her, John jumped up from his seat and went to the kitchen. "John?" I asked curiously, "What are you up to?" I heard him break a laugh at me, like he always had. "Oh nothing, Anna. No need to worry. I'm just getting dinner ready, is all." "Oh Johnny, don't you need help back there?" I know John wasn't the best when he was in the kitchen, so I thought that he might need some help. "No, no, Anna. Just please, stay there, sitting in your chair. I'll be fine." "Oh, okay, John. I just don't want you spilling every thing all over yourself." After my cautioning, John came out from the kitchen with two plates full of food on them. "Oh, John. You didn't have to do that, you know." I softly caressed his cheek in appreciation. "You know, I didn't do it. Mimi did. I just got it all prepared and stuff." He winked and I just let out a small giggle. "Oh shut up."

After our comfortably silent dinner, John suggested that he should put on some music. I know he likes all kinds of music like Little Richard, Buddy Holly, Elvis and all those other artists, so why not put them on? He ran up the stairs to his room, perhaps, and came back down with his Elvis vinyl. He put it on the turntable and turned to look at me. I shyly smiled at him. He offered his hand in front of me. "Do you mind taking this dance?" I blushed, knowing that John had no problem with making girls like me swoon over his romantic humor. "Why, no, Johnny, not at all." I shyly took his hand in mine and he pulled me up from my seat. We started to slowly dance to the rhythm of the music, keeping eye contact the whole time. "I see you know how to dance." John blurted. "Yeah, Mother taught me a few years back just in case I find someone to dance with." "Oh, I see." He said, wiggling his eyebrows.
The song was an amazing pick, making the dance more romantic. We kept dancing, even after the song had stopped because we haven't really noticed that the song ended. I finally stopped dancing, getting back to my senses, making John stop as well. "Anna...you know I still haven't stopped loving you even after such a long time." I sighed, not wanting to get to this topic. "Yes, John, I know. But I'm not sure I can go back." His deep dark eyes hypnotized me. "But Anna, can't you give me one more chance? Just one?" He was desparate. Taking his hands in mine, he kept pleading me for one chance. But I couldn't do it. Not right now. "John, let's just less it the way it is right now. I don't want to mess up our friendship." He sighed, knowing that he doesn't want to upset me. I felt so sorry for him though. "Just let me remind you of something." I raised an eyebrow, thinking of what he's aiming at. "What are you-" Before I could finish my sentence, he softly placed his lips on mine, pulling me closer to him. I let go of all thoughts, letting him do what he wanted to do. I let out a quiet moan, but immediately stopped. I knew that I couldn't let John toy with me like that. Not after what he did.
"John!" He looked quite surprised by the shout I let out. "What?" "What was that?!" I was quite annoyed because he didn't even tell me that he wanted to kiss me. "A kiss, my dearest." I slapped his head, being the annoyed person I am. "Oh, I know that, John. But why? I hope that you know pretty well by now that I can't go and start making out with you after what you did to me, even if I already forgave you." He looked down to the ground, embarrassed by his actions. "Oh Anna. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I-I just...can't really get over you, that's all." He let out a small laugh at himself, and I could hear his voice start to break at the end. I sighed, being sorry for all the trouble that's going on between us. I pulled him to the couch that was near us, putting my arm around his shoulders. "It's fine, John. I'm sorry, too. I wish there was something I could do about it." He looked at me with a soft smile on his face, "Don't worry, I think I'll handle it somehow." He gave me a soft kiss on the head.

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After about 11pm, I decided it was time to head back to my flat. Mimi had come home at about 8 o'clock, so I thought that she might have wanted some rest from the two of us. So, we said our goodbye's and farewell's and I, shortly after, started to head back home. Before I could leave, John grabbed me by the wrist. "Wait, Anna!" I got a little startled by John's action, "Yeah, John?" He sighed, I didn't really know why since he was the one that called me in the first place. "N-nevermind. Just..just forget about it." I got a little hurt by those words. He didn't want to tell me something, knowing that I would reject it anyway. I can't believe he would feel that way, though. "O-okay....Bye John. Have a nice evening and good night." "Yeah...you too, Anna. Good night." He scratched the back of his neck, and went to close the door. After that, it was time for me to take the walk to the hellhole of my flat.