Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 108.

Breakfast was completely awkward since mine and John's last conversation. George decided to accompany us as we ate in silence.

"So, how are things back home? In England I mean?" I asked biting into a piece of toast.

"They're fine I suppose." George shrugged. "Living in London now."

"Oh yeah? How is it?"

"Fine. Just fine." He answered.

"How about you John? D'you live in London as well?" I asked.

He shrugged. "I dunno. Findin a new flat since i'm gettin the divorce. Unless I stay with her then yes I live in London as well."

I just nodded. "So you're thinking about staying with her."

"No I'm just sayin."

"So I was thinkin maybe we can go to one of the nightclubs later.." George said trying to change the subject.

"So then if you can't find somewhere else to live then you'll just stick with her?" I said crossing my arms.

"Oh god." George muttered staring at his plate.

"Well if I stay, I can atleast see my son. But if I leave, there's a huge chance he'll be taken away. Ye think I want that!?"

"I didn't say that John. It's fine to see your son but don't stick with her if you're not going to be happy."

"What d'you care what happens to me!? Ye said yourself there's nothin goin on between us anymore. Sure I have money, fame and all the rubbish but you don't have any idea how lonely a bloke can get."

"Yeah well, I've been lonely for quite some time now John and nobody gave a damn about me then! Not even you." I got up and stormed my way upstairs to my room.

I threw my coat off and slammed my room door, cursing to myself about John. Who does he think he is!? He still has the nerve to even think about staying with that leech who just parades him around like he's a trophy.

I was packing my things in anger when he barged through the door.

"Who do you think you are calling me out like that!?"

"Like what John!? You mean telling you the truth!? Christ John I wouldn't even care if you moved on with a fuckin whore as long as I knew she loved you! Cynthia doesn't love you! She makes you fuckin miserable and still has the nerve to try to take your son away! Not even I'm that cold hearted!"

"I'll live my life the way I choose Lucy."

"Yeah. Just waste it away John. Fucking hell you make me so fuckin angry because you can do so much better!"

"Yeah you know what!? I can do much better! But it just so happens that the girl I really do love doesn't even want me anymore!"

I stayed quiet and sat down. "John. Things just can't go our way. You moved on. I moved on.

"I love you Lucy. Why can't you just let me in?"

"Because you'll hurt me all over again. Maybe not with Cyn but...with someone or something else."

"What d'you mean?" He sat next to me.

"Your career."

He stayed quiet and reached for my hand. "Lucy I...I never thought of it like that."

"I just always wanted you to realise what comes first before women, money...sex."

He nodded. "Lucy I know you've always been there for me. But, I'd never put my career before you. I want you in my life. If not as a lover then...as a friend. You mean a hell of a lot to me and for you to just vanish again, it'd break my heart."

Before I could answer, he leaned in and kissed me. I took his face into my hands and kissed back passionatly, feeling his hands move over my waist. He tasted so good.

"John.. Should we really be doing this??" I breathed, pulling back.

"We've gone this far. Why the hell not?" He said sliding his hands under my skirt.

I giggled and ripped his shirt open, dragging my fingernails down his chest.

"Mmm theres my lioness." He smirked and leaned up, grazing my neck with his teeth.

"Still my sexy tiger?" I asked grinding myself against him.

He moved up and growled in my ear, nibbling on my earlobe, making me laugh.

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Later that evening after the concert, we all managed to go to one of the clubs not to far from the hotel. This consisted of lots of drinking, dancing and even gambling.

Me and George were dancing and laughing as we clung onto each other. I was having a fun time to be honest. It was better than sulking in my room.

John was at the bar talking to Paul and Richard, while George took advantage and moved his hands down my back, squeezing my bum.

"Geo you naughty boy." I giggled, pushing his hair away from his eyes. He smirked.

"One of these days love, you're just goin to 'ave to realise I'm not a kid anymore."

"Mmm yeah? Why don't you show me then?" I whispered in his ear. I could feel his body heat up as I trailed kisses up and down his neck.

"Aye what's goin on 'ere?" I heard John ask, sounding a bit drunk himself.

"Dancing. What does it look like?" George said grinding himself against me as another song came on.

"Yeah? Looks like you're tryin to steal 'er away from me."

"What makes you think i'm yours already?" I asked as he moved his hands around my waist.

"How about all those marks on your neck and other places on your body that aren't visible?"

I smiled and pressed my finger over his lips. "Says the guy with scratch marks on his back."

"God you two are violent in the bedroom." George laughed as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Would you like to find out just how far I can go? Since you're such a big boy now?" I asked.

"It's got to be about two in the morning now. There's barely anyone out so we can sneak out back to the hotel." John said moving his body against mine from behind.

"What about Paul and Rich?" George asked as we headed to the backdoor.

"They've found birds for themselves. They'll have the room while we have our own." John smiled tapping the tip of my nose. I smiled as we began our walk to my hotel room.

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