Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 35.

After each gig those four days, John made it a tradition to bring in hookers and booze backstage which usually ended in fights, trashed rooms, and people threatning to quit the band. It was pretty great.

I woke up that Tuesday morning with a raging hangover. John wasn't doing any better as he stumbled out of bed to the restroom. I sat up in bed and pulled a shirt over my naked body. I ran my fingers through my hair as I grabbed some panties out of my bag and stepped into them, while brushing my teeth.

I yawned as I walked over to George's room and knocked. He opened it clumsily looking pretty awful himself. He smiled when he saw me standing with a cupcake and a lit candle in the middle.

"Happy Birthday George." I smiled. He blushed and blew out the candle.

"Did you make a wish?"

"Yes." He smiled.

"What did you wish for?" I asked as he took the cupcake.

"A kiss?" He laughed nervously. I giggled and put some frosting on my finger, and wiped it on his lips. He watched me as I leaned in and kissed him, licking his lips clean.

"Meet us downstairs in an hour. John's got somethin for you." I winked walking back into my room.

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We all went off to a small restuarant for lunch to celebrate little George's birthday.

We were all eating, half of us talking when John cleared his throat.

"Alright now everyone. I just wanted to announce something."

We all turned to watch John as he spoke.

"Alright. I just wanted to say George, I know I give ye such a hard time and sometimes even hurt your feelings. But that's cause I care about ye. I'd rather you hear it from me than anyone else out in that cruel world. Look, ye all know I hate rambling on about my feelings so here it is. George I know you're fifteen now and because of your age I had such hard time taking you seriously. But I've finally come around and realised how talented ye really are kid. So, as of today, I'm accepting you as the official lead guitarist of The Quarrymen."

George was in awe as he took all this in. Everyone at our table cheered as he blushed and stood up, hugging John.

"Thanks mate, look this really means a lot. Thank you so much for this. Best birthday gift a lad could 'av. And I'm glad my friends were 'ere to celebrate with me." He smiled raising his glass. "To Rock N Roll."

I giggled as we all raised our glasses. "To Rock N Roll." We all clinked our glasses together. George sat back down and smiled to himself as we all carried on eating and talking. I smiled at George as he met my eyes and blushed.

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It was the last gig of the night and it was as good as one can get. A lot of people showed and the guys played perfectly. I was sitting at the bar having a drink as I watched John and George laugh while playing.

As Paul said goodnight to the crowd, I made my way backstage with the others. John handed me a beer as he sat on a chair and patted George on the arm. I'm really glad they were getting along well.

"So mister lead guitarist." I giggled sneaking up behind George. He turned around and gave me a huge smile.

"Heya Lucy!"

"How does it feel to be an official memeber of a band?"

"Fuckin brilliant." He said taking a drink of his beer. I giggled and hugged him.

"I'm so proud of you George."

"I'm glad you were 'ere for it." He said pulling away.

"Me too Geo."

We smiled at each other as John wrapped his arms around me from behind.

"Aye George, stealin my girl huh? Look mate, i'm really proud of ye and honestly, I love you."

George smiled and wrapped his arms around him, me still in the middle. I was squished between them as they squeezed tight.

"I love ye too John."

"Can't breathe." I muttered.

"Oh sorry." They both said letting go. I smiled and kissed George on the cheek.

Suddenly a group of girls came in with a cake singing happy birthday, all topless. I laughed as George turned red.

"Ye can thank me later." John smirked pushing George forward.

I watched as George blew out the candles and all the girls gave him a kiss at the same time. He made a face and laughed shaking his head.

"I'm so gonna get ye back Lennon."

"I'm plannin on it!" John winked. I buried my face in his chest as I laughed. Paul was talking to one of the girls, already making his move.

"Aye John ye got a visitor! Says it's urgent!" The owner said, poking his head in the door.

"Bring 'im in." He mumbled as he pulled me by the hand to the couch. Just then, Cyn walked into the room, watching us with a horrified look on her face. Everyone froze as she stared at me, sitting in John's lap.

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