Anna (Go With Him)

Chapter 30 "Take Good Care of My Baby"

John's P.O.V.

Here we are. Another trip to Hamburg. We've got many nights booked, so this will take a while. I haven't been able to get her out of my head. At least I'm far away now, so she wouldn't have to worry about me bugging her. I needed to see her right before our flight. I had to let her know I wasn't walking away just like that, but I was weak. As soon as I saw her, I couldn't help but beg her to forgive me, and be with me. I suppose it must not be easy to forgive something like that. I've done horrible things to her. I don't even deserve to live, but I'm weak. I'm weak beside her. At least I am now. Abby was right. She needed time. It's been only four months since we broke up. Maybe I was stupid to think she'd forgive me after a certain amount of time, but at least I know she'd be safe in the meantime...with another guy. I refused to think I lost her.

"John!" Spoke a loud harsh voice interrupting my thoughts.

"Yes. Yes, Paul. Totally" I said completely lost.

"I don't think he was listening." Said Pete.

"What?"

"I was saying since we're going to stay here longer, we should add a few more songs to our set list. What do you think?" Asked Paul.

"Oh. That's fine with me" I said leaning back on the bed of that hotel room we shared.

"We need more covers" Suggested George.

"I don't think so. The audience gets tired of the same songs over, and over again" Said Pete.

"I've got one!" I exclaimed. "There's Bobby Vee's so-"

"Oh nope. I see where you're going with that" Paul cut me off "John, please, could you stop being a pussy at least onstage?"

"Take Good Care of My Baby?" Asked George.

"Pal. You've got some serious issues" Laughed Pete.

"I believe it's a nice song. Besides it just came out! It's on the radio. Are you going to deny it's a good way to get more audience?"

"What a pussy way to convince me, but okay. We'll add that one. I'm guessing you want to sing right, mate?" Asked Paul.

I nodded.

"How about we start rehearsing that one right now? John, I'll follow you along" Said George standing up to pick up his guitar.

I know all the lyrics because it's obvious. George started his finger picking as I began.

"My tears are fallin' 'cause you've taken her away, and though it really hurts me, so there's something that I've gotta say" I sang even though I wasn't on key. "Take good care of my baby. Please don't ever make her blue. Just tell her that you love her. Make sure you're thinking of her in everything you say and do-" I trailed off in the middle of the chorus. I swallowed as I realized I was holding back my tears.

"Mate, are you sure you can do this?" Asked George looking up at me.

"I was distracted. Give me one sec, and I'll do it better" I said. I cleared my throat twice. Then gestured him to play again. "Take good care of my..." I stopped. I couldn't.

"John. How about George sings it? Maybe that song fits his voice better" Said Paul patting my back.

"So what about you?" I asked looking at him.

"Crap. No. There's no way I'm singing that queer shit" He chuckled, and I frowned.

"I'll do it" Said George

It was true. George sang it better.

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