The Beatles Through History

Chapter 17

John's POV

Pete was now adult, just like id seen him in my years, but older. He looked up and smiled. I hated that grin. Johnny grabbed my hand a bit tighter but we kept walking.

"We're here."

"Why is he with you?" Pete asked.

"He wanted to come."

"Guess it wouldn't hurt."

"What did you want us to come here for?" I asked.

"Excuse me, would you like to order?" THe waitress asked.

"Um, some tea is all." I replied, with a smile.

"Ill have some fish n' chips" Johnny did the same smile.

"You have a cute brother." The waitress giggled.

I looked at Johnny and rolled my eyes. It'll never go away. I thought.

Pete ordered something else and then he got my attention.

"So, what do you want to know?" He placed his elbows on the table.

"Well, first. What business are you in?"

"I cant tell you that. But i can tell you i got friends to help me with something."

"What is that?" I asked.

"Well, i was hurt by you John."

"How?"

"You pulled me out of your band! Now your enjoying every minute of your fandom." Pete growled.

"What? No! Thats not true! One, its not fun running away from fans and not being able to get out. Two, i wasn't expecting the fandom we are getting now!" I whispered harshly.

"Mhm."

"Pete you have to believe me."

"Maybe...maybe not." Pete grinned a bit.

The food was set infront of us and I was given his tea. Johnny quickly began to eat his food.

"Do you want anything to drink, lad?" The waitress asked.

"Um, coke?"

"Okay be right back." She smiled and walked off.

"Watch it Johnny this aint free ya know." I nudged him. He looked up at me with his mouth almost full and nodded.

"Okay, so," Pete put his fork down. "You seem to enjoy it. I also never got anything from the band."

"You got the girls."

"Yeah, but Paul tried to steal them away. The little show off." He growled.

"Dont hurt Paul's feelings okay! He's much cuter then you are!" Johnny frowned.

I laughed to myself quietly. I have to say Paul does beat Pete...you ask any girl, or survey them. Im sure Paul would win.

"Be quiet. This doesn't concern you." Pete glared at him.

"Hey! He's John Lennon to. I think it does. So don't talk to him that way." I put an arm around Johnny.

"John your really changed sense...yesterday."

"Well i think its all because of you." I frowned.

"Its not only me, in this business. I have this machine. Some guys from the future came in it and i met them. We sent you here. We came as well. We can also control you. But not literary. The other person, is a girl, she's from the future, and she's going to deal with you next."