Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 52.

Paul stared blankly at us as me and George stood awkwardly. It was quiet in the room until John came in.

"Aye you lot. What's goin on? Looks like you've seen a ghost Paul." He laughed grabbing a cup and a spoon. He made himself some tea as Paul walked over to him, doing the same.

"I'm uh, i'm leaving now. I 'ave to let my parents know I'm 'ome and I have to put my things away." George said composing himself. I nodded.

"D'you want a ride?"

"Um, yes please."

"I'll take you. Ye should stay 'ere Luce...with your boyfriend." Paul said flatly, giving me a look. I nodded.

"Bye George." I gave him a small smile as did he. I watched them leave the room, out the front door. I hope he doesn't give George shit about the kiss. Poor Geo.

"That was undeniably odd. What 'appened? Paul walk in on ye two 'aving a shag?" John laughed. I blushed and shook my head, facing away from him.

"Of course not. I'd need more time for that." I laughed. I felt his arms wrap around my waist from behind.

"Ye still owe me from last night." He whispered in my ear. His hot breath sending shivers down my spine. I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I do, don't I." I smiled.

"Yes. Why don't we finish.." He sat me up on the table.

"'Ere?" He whispered trailing his fingers up my thighs, pushing my skirt up.

"What if Stu walks in?" I giggled.

"Makes it even more exciting yeah?" He whispered, pressing his lips on mine. I closed my eyes, kissing back. The guilt was coming back. Kissing George. I wish I didn't feel this way. I leaned in more, kissing John harder. He smiled against my lips.

"Fuck me John. Fuck me right here." I said said, tugging on his jeans. The guilt washing away the more I pushed on.

"Mmm patience my love."

I watched as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, letting them drop to the floor with his underwear. I opened my legs, pulling my own underwear down. He smirked watching me and moved in closer, pressing his member against my opening. I bit my lip and shut my eyes as he entered me.

"Harder John." I breathed as he thrust into me. I slid my hands up his shirt, feeling his hot skin. I leaned my head back, letting out soft moans as he kissed my neck. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer with every move.

His moans drove me crazy, the heat from his breath as he breathed against my neck, the feeling of him inside me bringing me to my climax was unbelievable. I moaned out louder, gripping onto his waist. I laid back on the table and gripped the sides as I came. My mind fuzzy with pleasure. John groaned as he released into me. His thrusts slowing down until he came to a stop.

We were breathing heavily and quickly fixed ourselves up just as Paul walked back into the room.

"Well that was an interesting driv..." He stopped when he noticed how flushed our faces were. "What's goin on here?"

"Uh nothing. We um we were just..." I mumbled.

"Arguing." John smiled. "Yeah. We were 'aving a tiff. Not biggie."

"I'm no fool Lennon. I know the look on your face when ye've 'ad a shag. And that..." He pointed at John. "That's the look."

"Fuck off Paul. Look we need to go over a few things. Let's go down to the pub yeah? I don't need any...distractions." He winked at me. I laughed and shook my head.

"Alright. Let me just clean up 'ere." Paul said walking over to the stove, grabbing the kettle.

"No I can do it Paul." I said walking over.

"No I'll do it." He said.

"It's my place." I added grabbing the handle.

"I insist." He pulled.

"Paul let go." I said pulling hard.

"Fine." He let go, sending the hot water all over my legs. It burned so bad I felt tears welling up in my eyes.

"Holy...what the fuck Paul!?" John ran over and kneeled down as I sank to the ground.

"I..It burns so bad!" I yelled as my skin turned red.

"Paul what the hell is wrong with you!? John yelled grabbing a towel and running cold water over it. I bit my lip from the pain and winced as he patted my skin.

"Well, she said to let go so, I did." He shrugged. "Me and Stu will be out in the car waiting." And with that, he left. I swallowed and wiped my tears.

"Fuckin cunt. What the hell's gotten into him!? I'll be right to bash his fuckin head in! He hurts my girl, he's gonna get one for..."

"John...stop alright? It was an accident." No it wasnt. I knew he did it on purpose. He had good reason for it too. I just wish he chose not to express his anger like this.

"Accident fuckin christ Luce he poured boiling water on ye! On purpose too! I should take ye to a doctor!"

I looked at my legs and realised how bad they looked. I winced as he put pressure on my skin. The coolness relieving some of the pain.

"Maybe you should. It stings so bad." I cried. He nodded and picked me up in his arms.

"Paul will drive. Look, I'll talk to him alright? I dunno why the fuck.."

"It's fine John. Let's just get to a doctor." I breathed. He shook his head and led us outside.

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