Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 93.

The sound of the alarm clock woke me up at exactly Nine in the morning. I expected to find myself alone in bed but...he was still here. He stayed. I smiled to myself feeling him mumbled and hold me tighter, burying his face on the back of my neck. His hot breath sending tingles down my back.

"Paul." I whispered. "I need to get up. I have work."

"No you don't. You belong here in my arms."

I blushed and sat up, breaking out of his grasp. "Come on Paul I'm sure the guys are wondering where you're at."

"They'll be fine. Fuck em." He waved a hand in the air. I giggled and got out of bed.

"Paul. You know you can't stay. I still need to shower and dress and then catch breakfast with my boss." I said grabbing clothes from my closet.

"You get breakfast with your boss?"

I paused. "Well, yeah I mean I just got promoted last night and were going to have a little celebretory breakfast at this really nice little breakfast place. It's going to be nice." I smiled.

"Congratulations." He smiled, rubbing his eyes.

"Thanks. I mean it's not enough to get me famous and on television."

"Hey, you're climbing your way to the top. So what your name isn't on covers of magazines and stuff but...it's still a big deal."

I smiled and looked down. "I um, need to shower now. Do you..want to join me?" I asked awkwardly. He smiled and got up, slowly walking over to me.

"You don't even have to ask."

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I drove Paul back to the hotel where he was swarmed with girls and nearly pulled apart. I laughed watching him trying to make his way inside. He asked me to come by tonight and visit since they have a night off. I told him i'd think about it.

I met Andrew at the small diner and ran inside, sitting across from him.

"Hi. Sorry i'm a little late I slept in and I had to shower and all that." I waved and sighed.

"Well good thing is, you showed." He smiled. I looked at the menu and ran my fingers through my my hair.

"I ordered for you already." He said lighting a cigarette.

"Thanks." I smiled.

"What's that?" He asked pointing at my neck.

"Whats what?"

"That mark there on your neck. Lucy." He said crossing his arms. Oh god i'm busted.

"N..nothing. I burned myself."

"On your neck?"

"Yes. It's none of your buisness so hush."

He laughed and shook his head. "You're right it's not. Look I have another assignment for you."

"Oh yeah I forgot I still have to take orders from you. Go on."

He made a face and went on. "You got a pen and paper? I'm going to give you some dates."

I looked up at him confused.

"Not those kind of dates. Come on Daniels let's be professional for once." He laughed. I rolled my eyes.

"Fine okay go ahead." I waited with my notebook.

"Okay so February eleventh, your band will be doing a concert at the Washington Colesium, then the next day they'll be performing at Carnegie Hall. Then they'll be flying to Miami for break and then on February 16, they're off to do Ed Sullivan again then they're off to England the twenty-second. Wow I can't believe I remembered that from the top of my head."

"Okay so what do I have to do with any of this?" I asked as my waffles came by.

"Whelp, were sending you off with them."

I blinked. "What?"

"Come on Lucy this will be huge for the magazine. The Beatles are the biggest thing right now and we'll be the first ones to ever do something like this."

I sighed and shook my head. "Why send me? Can't you choose someone else?"

"You're the most professional and I know you'll get the job done."

"I don't know..."

"Come on Daniels. A five thousand word piece. That's it."

"That's it?"

"Yeah. We'll pay for your hotel stay, any charges, money isn't an issue here. Just remember, buisness before pleasure Lucy."

"Come on Andrew you think I'm that weak?"

"I'm just warning you. You can't fuck this up. This is your first big project and..most people don't make it through. But I have faith in you."

I nodded. I knew I was going to have to prove myself worthy of my new position. I worked so hard for this and I sure as hell am not going to let my feelings get in the way of my job. This is going to mean tough love.

"You can rely on my Andrew. Plus, i'm your number one girl remember?" I smirked, taking a drink of my coffee.

He smiled. "That you are Luce. You've done me proud."

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