Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 25.

George was really getting used to dancing with me. I loved every minute of it. My heels in my hands as I draped my arm around his shoulder. He laughed as he tried twirling me around but failed. Paul was off dancing with some girl he met at the dance.

The room as usual, hot and steamy. Smoke in the air and people sweating. I loved it. The band on stage covering upbeat Buddy Holly and Elvis songs. Then Little Richard and Jerry Lee Lewis. I felt so comfortable. Me and George were getting along really well. He snuck a few kisses now and then, making me blush.

We were dancing when John came inside with her. I was too busy having a good time with George to even care.

"Let's get a drink yeah!?" George yelled over the music and grabbed me by the hand. I nodded and walked with him to the bar. He handed me a beer and got one for himself. I grabbed his hand and leaned into his ear.

"Thank you George."

"For what?"

"For taking me out. I really needed this. I mean I just.."

"Let's not talk about it. I like seeing ye 'appy, plus you owe me a few more dances." He smiled. I giggled and nodded. He was right. I shouldn't bring it up. It would just kill my good mood. So I left it alone. I took a few more drinks before he pulled me back out in the group of dancing people.

"I think you've done this before." I smiled.

"Yeah? How d'you know??"

"You're too good of a dancer."

"Ye caught me. I practice in my room every night. Hell, I don't even wanna be a musician. I want to be a dancer!"

I laughed and moved to the music with him. I hugged him, our bodies pressed against one anothers. I noticed John drinking, staring at me the entire time. I ignored him. What does he care?? He has his own girl to spend the night with. A slow song began playing.

George moved his hands down my back, squeezing my bum. I giggled and kissed his neck, tasting his skin. I moaned softly feeling him press himself against me. I tangled my fingers into his greased hair, licking the sweat off his neck. Christ this was gettint hot. He pulled back and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him harder. His hands moved up and down my back. He sucked on my lip and pulled back slowly, smiling at me. I smiled and rested my head on his chest as we moved to the music. Other couples were the same, grinding on each other, caressing one another. It was magical.

The rest of the night was spent dancing and making John jealous. I didn't even mean too. He danced a few times with Cyn, trying to get back at me. It was working a little bit but I refused to use George just to get my way. He was a sweet innocent kid. And to be honest, I was starting to really care about him.

It was after midnight as we stumbled out of the club together. We said goodbye to Paul and looked for John but was told he left an hour ago with Cyn.

I was laughing as George kissed my neck and pulled me close to him. He pushed me against my car and kissed me roughly.

The air was chilly, making my body shiver. I could smell cigarette smoke in the air as the music still played out strong in the club. He tasted like alcohol and tobacco.

"G...George. I think I'm too drunk to drive home." I laughed. He smiled and looked at me.

"Let's walk then yeah?"

I nodded and played with the collar of his jacket. "D'you want to come back to my place? I mean i'm all alone and...I could use company." I said playing innocent. He melted in my hands and just nodded. I smiled and held his hand as we walked back to my place together.

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