Chapter eight

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Everyone froze as soon as they heard Wilson's voice and he knew they had been talking about him but loved to play the harmless card "everything is fine.." Brian said slow and calmly "good. Taxi has come early, cmon" George and John gave one final look to each other, both still full of anger. They all went into the taxi and went to the press conference feeling like more shit than ever.

It luckily didn't last that long, an hour if that but felt like many. All the blinding lights, screaming, shouting, stupid questions and Wilson practically breathing down their necks. They were allowed a break, not a long one but long enough to improve into a better mood before sound check, John took this as a chance to get alone with George so as they all more or less did their own thing. John looked around and found a pair of keys in the door of what looked like a storage room down the hall, he smirked. He only needed to get George down there and he would be sorted. He couldn't really find a way other than asking him so he walked up from behind him and whispered into his ear "follow me now." and walked down that hallway and unlocked the door, George mentally sighed and followed purely because he didn't want to argue with John anymore, once John noticed George had followed him he opened the door and turned the light on "really?" George asked but John just gave him a look as to say 'just go in the room' which George rolled his eyes to and walked in.

John followed him straight after and secretly locked the door and putting it in a random place in the room he was sure he would find later. At first they both just stood there, both not willing to talk first and this carried on for the first five minutes "what John?" "we need to talk." "why can't you just understand that I don't want to talk about what happened?" "because I know it must be pretty fucking bad if you have kept it from me and Ringo for this long. Why does Paul know anyway?" George sighed "because he knows something that makes him the only person I can only talk to about it" "what does he know?" George stayed quite "George." "can we not?" George mumbled and walked past him to get to the door and opened it..well at least tried to anyway. "Seriously John?" "I knew you would end up trying to walk out so yes. We are staying here however long it takes." "John just open the fucking door" "no." "John I swear to god I'll-" "you'll what?" and BAM that's when the light went out, both boys in complete darkness.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" George said bitterly "it's fine. we have lighters" They both started to check their pockets but to no avail, remembering they left them in their coat pockets. George sat down, knowing there were going to be there for a while "so what happened with Wilson?"John continued to press "I mean unless he tried to kill you or touch you up or beat you then I don't see why it's so hard to say" George was now thankful it was dark since he could feel his eyes start to sting "well you got one of them right" George mumbled making John freeze "what?.." "turns out Wilson is a paedophile. I'm not going to say what he did because I don't want to talk about it, Paul knew because Wilson told him that he has a 'special eye' on me but I didn't want to tell you guys because you all worry enough. There. Fucking happy now?" George confessed. John didn't know what to say, he stayed silent for a few seconds "George I didn't..-" "didn't know that? yeah no one was meant to know." John sighed and now also sat down "I'm sorry George, I'm sorry for forcing it out of you" "it's fine.." "no it's not fine, nor is it fine what that crude man did" George let out a sigh "I'll deal with it..can we just forgive each other, find the key and leave?" John nodded forgetting he couldn't see him "sure.." John crawled around on his hands and knees looking for the key blindly as was George.

There was a point where they bumped into each other "oops" John said , staring in front of him that was George, they stayed like that until John's thoughts went elsewhere and came closer to George, putting his hand gently around his neck "John?.." "shh.." he replied and kissed the younger lad on the lips.

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whoohoo double update yaaaaaaaaaaaaas

short but i thought that would be a cute place to stop

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