Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 39.

I woke up the next morning alone in bed. Well not completely alone. George was sitting at the foot of the bed watching me. He looked away quickly when he saw me awake.

"Hi George." I smiled rubbing my eyes.

"Heya Luce." He blushed. I sat up and pulled the sheet over my body.

"Where are the others?' I asked looking around.

"Downstairs talking to the owner. I um..I woke up an hour ago and saw you and John together..."

"Yeah." I smiled. "Sorry we took your bed. I had John put you with Paul."

"It's fine. It's better than the floor."

"Exactly."

"So um..I'm going to shower.." He said walking to the bathroom.

"Let me join you." I said pulling the blanket off my body.

"Um...alright." He said, his face flushed.

I turned the water on and let it get warm as George undressed slowly.

"Come on George. It's just a shower." I giggled pulling his briefs down. I grabbed his hand and pulled him under the water with me.

"So um...what's it like?"

"What's what like?' I asked washing my hair.

"Sex."

"It's nice. Depends who it's with. It can be incredible with the right person." I giggled.

"Yeah? How's John?"

"Incredible."

He nodded and grabbed the soap. "I'm sure you're incredible."

I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Aw George." I kissed his cheek and played with his soapy hair.

He smiled and looked down at my body. I watched as he took his soapy hands and placed them on my breasts, giving a gentle squeeze.

"Aye fuckers taking up the hot water yeah?" John yelled bursting though the door. We pulled away from each other. I peeked out from behind the curtain as John pissed in the toilet.

"How's the princess? Sleep alright?"

"Do you care?" He smirked.

"Not really. But I'd love to hear if she slept horribly. I slept rather peaceful to be honest." I smirked back. He flushed and shook his head.

"Fuck off ye cunt." He laughed heading to the door.

"Back at you asshole!" I giggled.

He shut the door as we finished up. Me and George dried off and got dressed for the day. We walked downstairs to find Cyn in John's lap, at a small table. She was giggling as he kissed her neck.

"Aye um..you wanna get some Lunch?" George asked grabbing my arm.

"Sounds perfect." I smiled. Paul passed John and made a face when he saw her. He walked over to us and lit a cigarette.

"Were off to lunch. Wanna come?" I asked. He shook his head.

"I'd love to but I 'ave equipment to check. Bring me back something yeah?"

We nodded. "Goin out to lunch John! Want something?" George yelled.

"Nah. About to 'ave some right now..." He smirked as Cyn giggled even more. She smiled as she saw the little bit of hurt in my face. I brushed it off and walked with George out the door.

He led me to a small fish n chips restaraunt and ordered. I sat on a small table outside and lit a cigarette.

"Heya Luce...d'you want to talk about it?"

"Theres nothing to talk about George." I said taking a long puff. He sighed and sat next to me.

"Lucy..."

"George don't."

"I know it hurt you. I could see it in your face. Stop acting."

"I'm not acting."

"Then why are ye crying?"

I was crying. I didn't even realise it until now. I wiped my tears and sniffled.

"George..I love him."

"I know ye do. And I know you told me not to worry about ye but...I'm your friend. I don't want to see you hurt."

"I know he loves me but...He loves her too."

"It's two different types of love Lucy. You're the one he truly loves..the one he wants to be with. Cyn..she was the first real girlfriend. He can't seem to let that go yet."

I looked at George and leaned into his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my arm.

"He's maturing a heck of a lot Lucy. A lot of it is because of you. Cyn well...she's like the one thing keeping him stuck to his adolescense. He doesn't want to let that go yet. See, you give him freedom, choices, a future..she keeps him chained to authority and rules."

I smiled to myself and flicked my cigarette. "Since when did you become a psychiatrist?"

"Since you've become the best thing to ever happen to me." He said quietly. I sat up and looked at him.

"You're food is ready!" The woman yelled making us jump. We laughed awkwardly and got off the table, taking our food back to the club.

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