Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 14.

As I got dressed for the night, I looked at my bed and remembered what happened a few hours ago. I smiled to myself and fixed my hair.

I wore a black pencil shirt with white polka dots and a black low cut top with John's leather jacket over. My hair was a bit wavy from the shower, so I left it down and put my makeup on.

7:15

I looked at the clock and made my way downstairs. I was really getting used to running with these heels. I got into my car and started my drive to the club.

...

The place was full as I parked. I walked along the sidewalk and noticed John outside having a smoke with Paul. I walked up to them.

"Holy shit Lucy you're a knockout." John smirked wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him. I giggled and pushed him back.

"What makes you think this is all for you? Maybe I got myself all dolled up for Paul here." I smirked kissing the tip of Paul's nose. He turned red.

"Aye, let's not forget whose name you were screaming a few hours ago." John smiled kissing my cheek. Paul just glanced at us and shook his head.

"John you shouldn't be cheating on Cyn. It's not right."

"Oh come on Paul, she's a big girl, she can handle it. Plus, Luce 'ere knows all of this is just fun. I'm not plannin on marryin anyone soon." He took a long drag from his cigarette.

"Yeah but..." Paul went on. I pressed my finger over his lips.

"It's fine Paul. Just don't worry about it."

"Yeah love. Calm down. You're goin to ruin my good time. Come on, let's get this gig started yeah? We got our first groupie right 'ere!" John yelled smacking my butt. I giggled and shoved him away.

"Dream on Lennon."

As we made our way passed the crowd of people outside wating to get it, John told the guy controling the line I was with them. He nodded and let us in.

Paul grabbed my arm and pulled me aside. "I hope you know what you're getting yourself into. I mean John..." He shook his head. "You're a nice girl and, I just don't want to see ye get hurt. I've seen it 'appen before."

I gave him a small smile. "Aw. You're so sweet. Don't worry Paul, I'm tougher than I look."

He nodded and looked around. "A bit nervous tonight."

"Yeah? I know you guys will do great. Is George here?" I asked looking around. He smiled and pulled me by the hand.

"I'm glad ye asked." He pulled me to the front of the stage and grabbed someone by the shoulder.

"George, Lucy, Lucy, George."

"So this is Lucy. You were right Paul, she is beautiful!"

Paul blushed, making me laugh. "Oh yeah? Is that what Paul told you?"

"He kept bragging about how sexy you were and how John doesn't deserve ye..."

"George!" Paul said glaring at him. I smiled and shook my head, changing the subject.

"So George, are you playing tonight?"

He pouted and shook his head. "No. John wouldn't allow me to play. I'm not even allowed to be 'ere."

George was only fourteen if I remember correctly. He looked so young. He was cute though I had to admit. He dressed the same way as Paul and John. Greased hair, leather jacket. He looked like a rebel. It was sexy.