Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 20.

The day came and went. Monday morning, I picked John up at his place and walked with him to our first class. We goofed around mostly. Just talking and doodling notes to each other. Second class, I tried to pay attention but ocassionally had to shake John anytime he snored while napping. Third class, John was more than excited when we were told we were going to be painting a nude model this friday.

I was tired by the time our last class came around. I turned in my assignment and sat in my seat next to John.

"Ye know, I just don't understand why I even come 'ere."

"Yeah well in Life class, you seem pretty happy."

"Atleast I get to work with a brush." He smiled.

John ended up napping again while I took notes. The bell seemed to ring sooner than usual. Or maybe I'm just too into what I'm doing.

"See you all tomorrow. Miss Daniels, can you come up here for a few minutes?" The teacher asked erasing the board. I nodded.

"Oooh someone's in trouble. Just fuck him if he tries to expell you." John whispered in my ear.

"Shhh." I glared at him. He laughed.

"I'll wait for you down in the canteen."

I nodded and watched him leave. I walked up to the teachers desk. He sat down and held my assignment.

"I gotta say miss Daniels, I looked through your report and well, it was pretty impressive."

I smiled and felt myself blush. "Uh, thanks."

"I only read a few pages but if the rest of this report is just as good as what I read, I'm seeing scholarship by the end of the year."

My mind went crazy. "Seriously?? Wow I um..holy shit." I laughed nervously. He laughed.

"Keep up the good work Lucy."

"I will Mr. Thomson."

I left the classroom feeling rather proud of myself. I ran down to the cafeteria where John was sitting. He was alone which was a surprise.

"Well then, I was expecting to come here finding you with your hand up some girls skirt. Or not even here at all." I smirked sitting down.

He laughed and shook his head. "Nah. I got other things on me mind. What's with you? Ye look like you're glowing."

I blushed. "Mr. Thomson said my report was impressive and if I keep up the good work, I'll be getting the scholarship." I smiled.

"Well congrats to that Lucy. Let's celebrate."

"Can we eat first? I'm starving." I said rubbing my stomach. He rolled his eyes.

"Fine."

...

We walked into a small bar, or pub as John put it, and decided to have a few drinks.

"Got any more gigs lined up?" I asked taking a sip.

He shrugged. "Dunno yet. We might play in a few weeks at the dance."

"Aww. So cute." I giggled.

"Okay see now that pushes my buttons."

"What? Playing at dances? It's cute."

"No that there. 'Cute'. I'm a rock n roll musician Love. I don't want to be called cute."

"It is cute. Playing for couples who are falling in love. It's adorable."

He made a face. "Are you going to be there."

I shrugged. "Probably not. I wouldn't have anyone to dance with."

"You can come for us."

"It's not a gig you stand around to watch a band play John." I laughed and shook my head. "No I'll probably just go out and do something else."

"Where will you go?" He asked.

"I don't know yet. If someone asks me to go to the dance with them, I'll go. But if not, I'm gone."

"What if I asked ye?"

I looked at him. "No. Plus you'll have Cyn to take. I think I'd rather be off somewhere else."

He nodded. "Fair enough."

We continued drinking and stayed quiet for a few minutes.

"I see you're wearing the ring." He smiled. I looked at my hand.

"Of course. I love it." I smiled. He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of my seat to sit in his lap. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek.

"I hate the thought of ye bein off with someone else."

"Well you're just gonna have to get used to it John."

"Do I?"

I looked at him as he looked into my eyes. "John, we cant do this."

"I'll take my chances." He leaned up and kissed me. I kissed him back and took his face into my hands.

...

The evening passed, which consisted of me and John just walking around at the park. We fed the ducks and talked. It was pretty calm. I loved it.

It was eleven forty when I finally laid in bed. Then the phone rang. I groaned and got up, picking it up.

"Hello?"

"Lucy??"

"Who's this?"

"It's George. Look um can you come down to the hospital?? John got in a fight and he's pretty badly hurt. He keeps asking for you." He sounded worried and scared.

"Okay George. How did..."

"I'll explain when you get here."

He gave me the instructions of how to get there and hung up. I hurriedly got in my car and sped all the way to the hospital, trying not to assume the worst.

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