Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 46.

I woke up to the smell of eggs and coffee. I sat up alone in bed and looked at the time.

12:24 pm

Looks like i'm missing classes today. I yawned, getting up and washing my face, brushing my teeth, then headed downstairs. Tv was on. Windows were open as smoke filled the air. I walked still sleepily into the kitchen where two clumsy bodies were running around in aprons and making a mess. I smiled at the sight.

"Hi."

They both looked at me and froze.

"George you fuckin slow cunt, couldn't ye move your arse a little faster!?"

"Fuck off John I did me best!" He pouted with a spatula in his hand. They were both covered in flour and egg. It was cute.

"What are you both doing?" I laughed walking over to them.

"What does it look like?? Were makin ye breakfast!"

"It's past noon." I said as we all looked at the clock.

"Well when we started it was still the morning." George mumbled eating a blueberry. I smiled.

"You two are so sweet." I said leaning up and kissing their cheek. They blushed.

I heard a ding! as George ran over to the oven and pulled out a tray of burnt...pancakes!? I coughed from all the smoke.

"What the hell is that!?" I said poking at it.

"John I told ye we don't bake pancakes!" George yelled waving his arms, spatula still in hand. John lit a cigarette and took a long inhale.

"It has the word cake in it, what was I supposed to know." He shrugged. I covered my face with my hands and giggled.

"You two are unbelievably sweet. But you're messing up my kitchen. Clean this up and we'll go out to eat. How about that?" I smiled. They nodded and kissed my cheek at the same time. I blushed and walked to the doorway.

"Oh and boys...You look good in aprons." I teased walking out the door, hearing them swear in embarasment.

...

After the whole breakfast surprise in my kitchen, we fixed up and went to a diner down the road. We were sitting at a table, eating our hearts out.

"So what d'you 'ave planned for the day??" George asked, mouth full. I laughed and wiped the side of his mouth with a napkin.

"Uh nothing actually. I'm just tired right now." I plopped a strawberry in my mouth.

"Sorry if we woke ye love. Our kid 'ere could 'ave kept the noise down." John said ruffling Geo's hair. He made a face.

"No I mean i'm just tired with it all. You know, losing my job, classes every day. Working to get things on time. Instructors seem to be pushier than ever this semester. I just want to go crazy sometimes and murder someone with a hammer." I said clenching my fist. They both just looked at me.

"'Ere love drink some tea. It's camomile." John said pushing the cup towards me. I smiled and took a drink.

"Look Luce, a day off is what ye need. Why don't ye rest? Take the week off if you have to!" John smiled. I nodded.

"That sounds perfect but..."

"No buts Lucy. Look, we love ye. But ye strain yourself to much. You're always working and on the road or doin something. Just...calm down for one day." George said getting up and massaging my shoulders. It felt nice actually.

"Oh god George." I moaned as he put pressure, relieving my muscles.

"Feel good does it love?" George asked as I melted in his hands.

"Too good." I mumbled as he moved his hands lower, down my back. Lunch was the best i've ever had. Thanks to John and little Geo. George had told John about his little problem back home. As for John, he went to class and when he realised I was gone, he came over to see what was going on.

"It's Stu's birthday today." I said as we walked back to my car.

"Is it?" John asked raising his eyebrows. "Fuckin cunt didn't tell me."

"He did tell you John. You were just to busy staring at the girl with her tits out last Friday remember?"

George laughed and got in the back seat. We drove back to my place and went inside.

"Maybe we can throw 'im a party? Nothing to big just us yeah?" John said sitting on the sofa. I shrugged.

"Alright."

....

John and Paul took my car to pick up Stu after classes while me and George ran around getting things ready. I was putting icing on the cake a baked while George was on a small ladder putting up streamers.

George came in and tried sneaking some icing.

"George stop it's for the cake." I giggled shoving him away.

"Yeah? Then why is your lips covered in it?" He smirked. I blushed.

"Well, I baked it so i'm allowed." I smiled. He walked over to me and pressed his lips on mine, licking the icing off my lips. I felt my body tingle.

"Mmm just as sweet as you." He smiled giving me one more kiss. My face was flushed as he pulled back.

"God George that was a terrible line." I teased resuming on the cake.

"It must 'ave worked. You're all red." He laughed walking out of the room. I smiled to myself and finished up with the cake.

...

Stu's Birthday went pretty well, we had managed to buy him some new paintbrushes and art supplies, which he loved.

"I'm glad ye all remembered." Stuart smiled and finished eating cake.

"Of course. You're one of us mate." John smiled, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

"How about we all go out for a few drinks?" Paul asked.

"Yes that sounds perfect." I smiled as John kissed my cheek. I noticed George look away as he saw this.

"Alright then Let's go." Stu smiled putting his coat on.

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