Midnight Man

Your going to perform with that?

Warning- does get a bit spicy, not to bad though. ⚠️
Amy's pov

I groaned as the sun harshly hit my face. I went to move but I was Trapped.

I started freaking out. But then I realised I'm not in my room. And there were a pair of big hands wrapped around my waist.

I slowly turned and let out a loud sigh Instantly relaxing.

I was in John's bed and he was cuddling up against me.

It was unfamiliar sensation, tom never really cuddled me.

I liked it, I felt warm and some what safe.
I felt John's legs wrapped in mine.

He was squirming, I then asked myself if I slept with him.

I couldn't have, at least I don't think I did.
"Don't worry love we didn't do anything last night."
John mumbled almost as if he read my mind.

I smirked and turned so I was facing him.
"I wouldn't of minded."
John smiled and looked down at my lips, placing a nice kiss on them.

As cheesys as this may sound, our lips fell perfectly in place.

I loved kissing him, even though this may be our third kiss. I couldn't get enough of it.

This what seemed to be 'innocent' kiss got more heated when John slipped his tounge into my mouth.

I moaned lightly and starddled is waist rocking back and fourth.
He started groaning, letting me know I was doing a good job.

We got lost in the moment but we were brought our of it by a loud and quite aggressive knock at the door.
"John you better be out here in 6 minutes! You've got to preform!"
I heard an unfamiliar voice ring throughout my ears.

"Fuck."
John mumbled.
I got off of him, noticing the tent in his trousers.
I smiled knowing I did that to him.

"Sorry about that Love, I best be off."
I frowned.

"Yeah I'm going to go."
I picked up my pants and jumped into them.

I turned around bumping into John.
"Until next time Cinderella."
I smiled and stood on my tippy toes for a kiss.

But as soon as our lips touched there was another loud knock at the door.
"Lennon get out of here now!"
John rolled his eyes.

"Yeah give me a sec eppy!"
I smiled.

"Duty calls."
He said giving me a quick peck on the check.
"Your going to perform with that...."
I said referring to the tent in his trousers.

John looked down and blushed.
"As soon as I see Ringo Paul and George... Everything will ease out."
He said winking.

I chuckled.
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I walked inside chucking mum's car keys in the bench.

I walked in when I heard something.
"Well, well well.... Look what the cat dragged in."
I rolled my eyes turning around.
"And where have you been then?"
"I think the real question is where have you been mum."
Mum scolded.
"Y'know I'm busy sometimes Amy, and if your not ok with that then move out."
I held my chest pretending to be hurt.
"If I do leave 'mum' who's going to look after Lucy when your sleeping around all the dam time."
I watched as my mother stood up walking over to me.
"Don't you dare talk to me like that!"
She said violently pointing her finger at me.
"I will once you stop and realise that dad's dead! He died almost a decade ago so why don't you just get over it already! Just get that through your fucking head! Lucy needs a woman role model in her life. And when I do leave. It won't be me."
I yelled back.

I watched as anger filled to the top of my mother.
"You take that back."
"No!"
"Take that back."
I didn't respond.
She slapped me right on the cheek.
"Take it back Amy!"
I held my cheek, feeling the blood rush to it.
"I will take it back once you become a real mother."
I spat harshly at her.

I ran to my room slamming the door behind me.

I let out a sob.
I slowly slipped down my door so I was sitting at it rocking back and fourth crying.

My mother has hit me before. I know she doesn't mean it and she usually apologies.

After dad's death she never really stayed at the house so I had to be be mother for Lucy.

She gets hammered some nights.
Flash back
Amy's pov
I was in my room playing with my dolls daddy gave me when I was 5. He passed away though.

I heard the door slam. It startled me so I ran out.
It was mummy she looked terrible.
I looked at her.
"Amy fetch us some water will ya."
I ran over to the kitchen standing on my tippy toes to reach the tap.
I carefully wattled back to mum but I dropped the glass and water and glass went everywhere.
"Amy you idiot!"
I held in my tears.
"I'm sorry!"
I tried picking it up but I cut my hand in the process. I winced in pain clutching my hand.
"Just stop!"
I stopped and ran back to my room. Baby Lucy started crying and I heard mummy crying as well.
I don't know what to do in these situations. I'm only 6.
I held my ears.
"Daddy help me!"
I yelled.
Everything was happening at once.
So I just fell asleep on the hard cold floor.
I stirred awake. Looking at the time 3:23 am in the morning.
I rubbed my eyes and walked out to the lounge room.
Mummy was passed out on the couch, I wattled over climbing over her.
I took her shoes off and brushed her hair out of her face.
I kissed her head and pulled a blanket over her.
"I sorry mamma."
I wattled back to my room.
Flash back over.
I cried a little more until I heard the familiar singing of john ringing throughout my house.
I smiled and thought of john.
His cute brown eyes.
His nose.
His brown hair.
His everything.
It made me feel so happy I'd met him.

Who knows maybe he'll take me away.