Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 28.

We've been on the road for an hour now and John was pissed off trying to mess with the heater. Paul was nagging him to leave it alone.

"It's not going to work when ye keep fiddling about with it like that!"

"I'm fuckin freezing Paul. It's not my fault this shit rental is broken."

"John just leave it. It's not going to work." I said leaning up and wrapping my arms around his neck. He smiled and turned to me.

"Aye, 'ow about we go in the back and warm each other up?"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not sleeping with you in front of the other guys John."

"Come on we can put up a blanket or somethin. Nobody will be watching."

"No Lennon. They can still hear us." I laughed. He pouted.

"Fine. But ye owe me when we get our room."

"Fair enough." I smiled kissing him. He moved his lips with mine. I looked in the rearview mirror and noticed George watching until he saw me and quickly looked away. I pulled back and smiled sitting back, next to George.

"Anyone want a smoke?" I asked lighting one and rolling down the window a bit.

"Nah." Everyone mumbled but George. He nodded as I handed him one. I lit it as he held it to his lips. I smiled watching him shiver as he inhaled. He looked so cute.

"I'm off to sleep then. Wake me when we get there." John muttered resting his legs on the dashboard.

"Night John." I said leaning up and kissing his cheek.

"Mhhm." He hummed already falling asleep. I giggled and sat back. I could hear George's teeth chattering as he finished his cig.

"Aww George come here." I pulled a blanket over us and wrapped my arms around him, holding him close to my body. He smiled and rested his head on my chest. I held his hand as he fell asleep in my arms.

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It was nine in the evening when we finally arrived at the club. It was a lot bigger than what we were used to. We had two rooms to split up. Three people in one, two in another, which of course was going to be me and John.

Everyone made their way inside as me and George grabbed our bags to take inside. We were stopped by what I assumed was the owner of the place.

"Excuse me love but...how old is this kid?" He pointed to George who began to look nervous. John told me this might happen. He said he'd take care of it but he was probably inside already being selfish taking up the bed.

"He's eighteen like the rest of us." We all had to lie about our age as well.

"Really? I'd like to see proof please."

"Uh, well we didn't think we'd have to bring any identification or anything like that. Come on, it's cold out and we'd really like to just go inside." I said.

"I'm sorry young lady but we can't allow an underage lad inside. We can get in trouble."

I moved my hand behind me and squeezed George's hand, assuring him i'd take care of it.

I bit my lip and smiled. "There has to be..something I can do to convince you.."

I slowly unbuttoned my top and was thanking myself I didn't wear a bra. I gave him a naughty smile as he stared at my breasts. I could see George beside me smiling.

"F...fine. You can come in then."

"Thanks sir." I smiled buttoning up my top. The man walked back inside as I sighed in relief. "That was hell."

"Come on, let's get inside yeah? It's freezing out."

"You're telling me." I muttered grabbing my bags. I was about to head inside until George grabbed my arm.

"Thanks Lucy. I owe ye." He smiled. I giggled and leaned in, kissing his cheek.

"How about a drink? Let me just take my bags up and I'll meet you down." I winked and walked inside.

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