If I Fell (Beatles Fanfiction)

Chapter 9

Syd's POV :||

"Just stay here Syd, we'll be done soon" John said, ordering me to stay backstage.

"But I want to talk to Mary." I whined impatiently.

"Fine, but please stay where I can see you" he said sternly.

"Yes mum" I teased and ran off excitedly to find Mary.

"So he carried you to bed?" She asked excitedly, reminding me heavily of our teenage years.

"Yeah, he even tucked me in and everything" I said, blushing a little as I pushed a strand of hair behind my ear.

"And he went to beat up Jason after he hurt you?" She asked sounding astonished with my story, making sure she heard correctly.

"Yeah" I said meekly.

"I tell you what Syd, I think John likes you." She said smirking.

"No he's always been protective like that, besides I think he's still getting over Cynthia."

"Still? It's been a month already!"

"Yes but they were together for a year, he loved her and then she just dumped him out of the blue."

"Yeah well" she shrugged.

"Do you like him?" She asked nosily. Bloody Mary, always looking for gossip.

".... No" I said slowly.

"You do!" She said, obviously giddy at her amazing find.

"Alright Mary, so what if I do?" I said defensively, my face getting hot.

"Nothing, I just think its cute" she said in a dingy tone, making me wonder if we were still in school.

"What's cute?" I said with a slightly irritated edge.

"The relationship you two have" she said smiling.

"Speaking of relationships, don't you have your own to fuss over?" I complained a tad spitefully, crossing my arms.

"You're right! See you later Syd" she said airily, basically bouncing away.

"Yeah" I replied to myself. I grabbed a drink from the bar they had set up and found a seat towards the front of the stage. As I took a sip I came to the conclusion it was much better and less embarrassing company.

John's POV:||

When the set finished, I quickly jumped off stage and moved over to where Syd was.

"My Lady" I said mockingly, keeping up the banter from this afternoon.

"Shut up; where are they going?" She asked, watching as George, Ritch and Paul split off.

"They have dates you know" I said with a sort of underscored meaning in how I worded it.

"Oh, nice. do I know them?" She asked.

I loosened my tie out of habit "Well George is with that Catherine bird" I said idly.

"I thought he said he didn't like her"

"He doesn't but she asked him and he didn't want to be rude."

"Of course not, what about the others?"

"Paul promised Dot they'd come to this together months ago when they were still going out and Ritch is with Therese I think."

"Oh Ritch and Therese hey?" She said

"Yeah that's going to work" I said sarcastically.

"Why not?" She said

"Well Therese is very sophisticated and posh; London bird and all that. And Ritch is a funny, loveable Liverpool lad" she just nodded and laughed in agreement.

"Enjoy the show?" I asked, slinging my arm around her trying to be smooth.

"Ehhh" She smirked with a cute little giggle.

"Yeah yeah very funny" I said, giving her shoulder a squeeze. God her giggle was cute "But seriously"

"Well Paul was good, and Geo's solo was just fab, Ritch kept everyone going" She smiled.

"An meself?" I smirked

"Ehhh" She grinned.

"Yeah you're hilarious" I said flatly "Let's go get a drink ey?"

Syd's POV :||

We were sitting at the bar, and before long I inevitably excused myself to go to the bathroom. On my way back I saw a face from across the crowded room and I think it saw me. Jason. I quickly tried to make my way over to John, but I wasn't quick enough.

"Hello darling." Jason snarled, grabbing my arm.

"Get off me" I struggled but his grip was too much for me.

"I'm sorry we fought the other night, I hope we can make up" he said pinning me against the wall. I kept desperately looking over at John trying to catch his eye.

"It's over Jason now get away from me" I spat.

"Or what, Syd?" He said tauntingly, squeezing his nails into my wrists.

"Or maybe John will have to pay you another visit" Finally I managed to catch his eye. His eyes darkened at the mention of John "How's Danielle by the way?" I asked.

"What's it to you?" He spat, seeming slightly embarrassed.

"Just trying to buy some time before John gets here" I said

"What?" He said before turning around to find John towering over him.

"Hi" John grinned evilly as he grabbed Jason's collar, holding him against the wall.

"Are you going to apologise for the other night or do you want a repeat?" He spat, shoving his knee into Jason's shin.

"John no" I said he turned and looked at me, obviously confused. I stepped up in front of Jason looked him straight in the eye and said "It's my turn" before punching him straight in the mouth. And with that we left the ball. Rather classily, might I add.