P.S I Love You (A Sequel to Ain't She Sweet)

Chapter 3

Two Days Later

"Hurry up George, we haven't got all day." Ringo complained as George fumbled with all his baggage, smirking and passing him to board the plane.

"Fuckin' finally!" John exclaimed, entering the small plane and taking a seat by the aisle. "Pilot, take us to bloody England before I start the plane meself!"

I laughed at John's stupid remark. "Have fun."

He looked up. "You're not sitting with me, then?"

"Charlee and I have always been flight pals. Don't make a fuss, I really don't want to be stuck here any longer than two days." I snickered, patting his head and taking a window seat next to Char. 

John crossed his arms stubbornly, letting Paul slide in and take the seat in front of me. Ringo and George were across the aisle, and we were ready for take off.

Finally, the plane was in the air, the sky was almost completely clear and off to England we were, yes!! 

"Its about time. That was probably THE worst city I've ever visited in my life." i said to Char, my voice low.

"Ugh, it definitely was. Never going back there, the only reason we agreed to go in the first place was because of the boys and their condition. Otherwise, there's no way you could've forced me out of our flats in London!" she said, rolling her eyes.

I looked at her and grinned. "Yes, but I miss our flat in Liverpool."

She smiled and looked down. "So do I. We'll definitely go back soon, thats for sure. Espiacally with you know, the boys growing bigger and better, all the-"

"What do you mean? It has the opposite affect, we'll..hopefully, be even closer to them..." I whispered. I don't think they heard me.

"Oh well, being big and all....who knows?" she shrugged. 

I looked out the window. I didn't want the growth of The Beatles to ruin John and I's beautiful relationship. We have been in love for two years now, I doubt the band would ruin anything. I knew we were about to approach a bumpy, crowded road but I was prepared. All Char and I could do is cross our fingers and hope for the best. 

"We'll see." she finished, flipping through an aircraft magazine. I laid back and drifted off to sleep, the last thing I heard was "the fuckin' LP!!"

-A few hours later-

"Em." 

I felt someone shake my shoulder slightly. "Em, wake up we're here." Charlee told me. I opened my eyes, and looked out the window. It was pouring rain, and grey clouds blocked the clear blue sky. Welcome home, Emily. 

I smiled and unbuckled my seatbelt. I had slept through the whole flight-I'm surprised, I never usually catch a good nap on any type of vehicle. I grabbed my few belongings and approached John on the runway, who lifted my chin again and pecked my lips.

"Sleep well, m'lady?" he asked, fixing my probably messy hair.

"Very, thank you!"

He looked towards the London airport. "its so good to be back..c'mon then, we gotta get home 'nd rest-we have a fuckin' LP to record!"

The boys laughed, I could tell they were all extremely excited. We made our way to the building, saying our goodbyes and getting proper rides home. Paul and Char were in the same car John and I were in due to the fact we all lived in the same apartment building.

I leaned against John's shoulder, he rested his head atop of mine as the chauffer drove us home. We said our goodbyes and John unlocked the door into our cozy little apartment, the familiar smell of home surrounding us.

"Thank god." he said to himself, chuckling. We stood there, observing home again. He looked over at me, chuckled and pulled me into another long, passionate kiss. He parted and began kissing me everywhere, his arms moving from my waist up to my arms, tickling me slightly. I squirmed, trying to break free from his grip.

"No you're not going anywhere!" he hooted, tickling me like crazy. I laughed and squirmed, I must've looked like a complete idiot!  I fell on top of the bed, John tickling me wildly and kissing my face all over.

"Hehehehehehe I knew you'd like that." he chuckled, drowning me in kisses. He finally stopped after I'd had enough of his torture-from that point on we just kissed until we fell asleep in each other's arms. 

Finally the end of 1962, Christmas was coming, and the new LP was to begin January of 1963. I could hardly believe it. Time flies when you're in love with a Beatle.