Unwanted Company- A Beatles/ Lennison Fanfic

Chapter six

John thought he was hearing things, he really fucking hoped he was hearing things. How the hell could it have been Brian's fault that himself and the guys are in "this mess"? so many questions were going through the lad's head that he had to wake the guys up.

"Guys" he whispered shouted but no response from any, he sighed and looked at George who was sitting next to him and although looking very exhausted he looked so peaceful and angelic. John couldn't help but stare however he soon snapped out of it, confused on why he was admiring one of his best mates/baby brother "junior" he whispered and gently nudged George, after a few more times George finally woke up but clearly not in the best mood "are we there yet?" he grumbled, not bothering to open his eyes "no..it's been a few minutes aheh.." George cracked open an eye and looked at John unamused "then why did you wake me up?" "I heard something..something said" John whispered and shook Paul and Ringo awake. George gave a sigh, knowing he wasn't going to be able to sleep again "what the hell John?" Paul said in a pissed off way "you guys can be annoyed at me later. I heard something said between Brian and Wilson" John whispered "what..what did you hear?" Ringo whispered back "apparently..apparently it's Brian's fault for getting us into this mess, although I'm not really sure on what the mess is going to turn out to be" the guys were shocked, very shocked to say the least and didn't have a clue what to say, instead an unsettling atmosphere was left lingering.

After the flight that felt like it was never going to end, they finally landed in America, Brian appeared normal to them with how he acted but they felt like they couldn't be the same, they felt hurt, betrayed, lost and confused with this whole situation. They wanted to confront him badly but couldn't find the right time with Wilson constantly by his side. Ringo had suggested that they should leave it for now and think of what to do on well rested minds, they had all thought that was a good idea but Paul however knew his mind wasn't going to be rested unless he found out what happened with Wilson and George this morning. Since they were all sharing a hotel room for the first night or so he found it hard to try and find the right moment yet the hour of 11pm seemed to be the best time, Ringo was in the shower and John was down the hall making a call to Cynthia.

George was reading a book and smoking on a ciggie when Paul came down and sat beside George, he gently took the book out of George's hands and put it on the side. George looked confused for a split second but then realised what this was going to be about, he gave out a gentle sigh "I really don't want to talk about it Paul.." "Geo..please. You don't have to go into detail but I just..I just need to have some type of idea, my mind has been going crazy thinking of all the possibilities" George stayed quite,he wasn't really sure how to put it "did he hurt you?" "I suppose you could put it like that.." Paul gave an confused expression and stayed quite for a few seconds "George.." "mhm?.." "did he..did he touch you?.." George didn't reply but Paul knew by the look in George's eyes that he was right "that..that fucking disgusting git!" Paul yelled and stood up "inside voice Paul.." George whispered, keeping his gaze to the floor. Paul sighed "oh my god..Geo..that's just..t-that's just.." "I know.." Paul gave sad sympathetic eyes to his younger brother and hugged him, George hugged back now feeling rather emotional but knew he couldn't cry, not now, not yet. They stayed like that until they heard the shower turn off, Paul gave him a gentle look to say that this conversation is not over and when Ringo asked what they were talking about, it killed them both knowing they had to lie.

They didn't have to do much that night, they were allowed to stay in their hotel room. John and Paul tried to write some songs but their minds were too busy filled with questions and worries. George and Ringo attempted in playing cards but half hearty. Through that evening John couldn't help but keep gazing over to George, he knew something was up with the younger lad and seeing him down just broke his heart, probably more than it should have. Ringo had soon catches onto this too, he saw how often John would look over to George for a second or a daydream and was curious as to why. 

As the night approached to be later, Paul and George had fallen asleep so this is where Ringo decided to ask John about this wonders. "John?" Ringo asked and looked to him from across the room "yes Rings?" John answered but keeping his gaze to his book "can I ask you a question?" "course you can mate" 

"what's going on with you towards George"?

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can I just say that  I am living for the Paul and Geo brotherly friendship gah hfushfl

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