If I Fell (Beatles Fanfiction)

Chapter 11

Paul's POV:||

We sat in the lounge room and watched as Ritch walked down back down the stairs. Seems I was the only one interested in John and Syd's whereabouts because George was entranced in his conversation with Kelly.

Typical.

"Well? Did ya find them then?" I asked

"Yeah, snoggin'!" He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck.

"What?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. Ritch laughed and nodded in affirmation, George even tore himself from his conversation with Kelly upon hearing the news.

John and Syd emerged from John's room and we all watched them as they came down the stairs one after the other. Everyone was silent as we watched them sit down on the couch and John slung his arm over Syd's shoulder, both of them blushing lightly. Everyone knew.

"Finally!" George broke the silence and everyone laughed.

"What?" Syd asked innocently, clearly a bit confused.

"John's been keen on you for ages!" I said. She had to be the only one on the planet who didn't know.

"No way, since when?" She asked incredulously, biting her lip.

"Oh,  jus before th'last album" Ritch scoffed, we all laughed like the peanut gallery we were.

"Y'know what, it's gettin late." John interjected, clearly getting annoyed with everyone making fun of him. It couldn't have been past ten. Lame sod.

"Yeah, I should be getting home. Thanks for inviting me over Syd" Kelly said as she pulled her coat on, fixing her hair out of her collar.

"Let me walk you home, not safe for a pretty girl like you to be walking the streets alone at this time of night" said George quickly as he rushed over to her side. He winked at us as he closed the door. What a stud.

"Well, I'm off" Syd said airily as she bounded up the stairs.

"Going up then?" I said to John, obviously implying the latter.

"What a good idea Paul" he smirked. He too got up and bounced up the stairs. I looked at Ritch who was still standing in the middle of the room.

"Can I stay here?" He asked

"No" I said shortly.

"But I can't be bothered to walk home!" He whined "I can sleep in Johns bed!"

"Fine!" I gave in. I'm that much of an arse. And he did have a point y'know.

"Yay" he said, throwing his hands in the air comically.

John's POV:||

I walked into Syd's room while she was in the shower. I didn't have very long. I quickly undressed to my singlet and boxers and jumped under the covers so I was facing the wall. I heard the door open and Syd cleared her throat to make herself noticeable. I turned to face her she was in her little pyjama shorts and singlet with her hands on her hips. I couldn't help staring at least a little.

"Oh, did you want to sleep in this bed too?" I wiggled my eyebrows and she smiled "Well" I said, lifting up the sheets "There's not very much room in here so I guess you'll have to snuggle up to me" I said with a sly grin. She sighed as she flopped down next to me and I covered her dramatically with the sheets. I put my hand on the small of her back pulling her ever so close to me. She smiled at me, setting her hand on my arm softly.

"Is it true?" She whispered.

"Is what true?" I asked as I gently stroked her side.

"You know, about you being keen on me since the last album" she smiled a little.

"Yeah, s'true" I said playing with her hair. It was hard not to be distracted by her.

"Really?"

"Yeah" I blushed a little, focusing on the hair.

"But what about Cyn?"

"That's why she broke up with me"

"What?"

"She broke up with me because she knew that I was in- uh that I liked you before I did."

"Oh John, I'm sorry" she said solemnly, rubbing my arm apologetically with her eyebrows knit.

"Don't be! If she hadn't I wouldn't be here with you right now." I smiled softly, gently stroking her side.

I started to sing softly "Do you want to know a secret" in her ear. "Closer, let me whisper in your ear, Say the words you long to hear I'm in love with you, ooo I've known a secret for a week or two, nobody knows, just we two." She raised her head from my chest and looked up at me with a quizzical look on her face. "It's about you." I said looking down. Truth was every-bloody-body knew but that's not as good for lyrics is it.

"How many songs are about me?" She asked shyly.

"A few" I said modestly, trying to seem nonchalant.

"What are you writing songs about me for?" She said sounding embarrassed.

"Why not!" I said grabbing her and pulling her on top of me playfully. She smiled and I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear "Wha d'ya say we uh, try that kissing thing again?" I said softly, she smiled and leaned down slowly, pressing her lips gently against mine. The fireworks started all over again. I held her cheek gently, kissing so slowly, savouring the taste of her lips against mine. Guess I was moving in.