NoWhere Boy:A John Lennon love story

I'm Only Sleeping

"Winston!" I gasped. This idiot was making faces in my window. I quietly opened the window and he climbed in, he was drenched! I threw him my towel as he was shivering.

"You dolt! What in heavens name are ya doing out there during this?" I said, he shook like a dog in reply and grinned at me.

"Careful Cammy, don't wanna wake anyone up do ya?" He checked off the door was locked and I rolled my eyes.

"Dad left on a working trip, he'll be back tomorrow afternoon and mom's... moms out." I said turning away to find another towel.

"Out?" He raised a brow, "this late during this?"

"Don't act like you weren't just out during this, how'd Mimi let you out anyhow?"

"She thinks I'm at Shotton's, now don't change the subject." He replied.

"I just don't want to talk about it, she's just out." I felt my anxiety bubble, John can't know or see her ever. It would fuck everything up. I have spend the last twelve years somehow hiding them from each other. It's terrible I know, but it's just safer that way for both of them.

He grabbed my arm and spun me, I looked down as to not face him. "Hey," he tilted my chin upwards, "ya know, I'm always here to listen to ya."

We stared in each other's eyes for a minute and then I fell into his wet chest. I tried to not cry, and I didn't, I just started to shake a little. He hesitated, but then he wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me tight. We didn't do this, this wasn't us. We opened up to each other sure, but we weren't the huggy sappy type with one another. This though, this was nice, and I didn't care that he was dripping on my carpet, or that a few tears did end up slipping out. All I cared about was him not letting go ever, I wanted to stay like this for as long as we could, and we did.

I started to shiver along with the shaking I already was doing due to my tears. He pulled back and whipped one of my tears. "Hey, can we change into something more, I don't know, dry?" I nodded and moved towards my dresser. I grabbed a new nightgown, my blue one, it was the nicest one I had. I pulled out a large blue and white shirt.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any pants for you, but I have this."

"Callin me fat?" He said as he studied the shirt.

"This was dads, mom let me dye it for school, I messed up, it was supposed to be green." I laughed as he stared confused at the blue shirt.

I began to take off my night gown and John cleared his throat. I turned to him and he looked away and rubbed the back of his neck. I realized that I had just stripped in front of him and felt like crying again. I wasn't thinking and now he is weirded out.

I put on the dress quickly and turned to him only to find him in his boxers. My hearts jumped into my throat and I felt my face heat up. He wasn't jacked, though there has always been slight muscle toned on his biceps. He had the shirt over his head as he turned to face me and I looked down at his boxers and quickly looked back up. He pulled the shirt down and it was quite large on him, it luckily covered his boxers.

"Now we are both embarrassed." He said grinning. I stood still frozen in place. "Shit, did I break ya love?" He said as he came over and put his arm around my waist.

I never realized until this moment how handsome John had grown to be. We grew up right in front of each other and I never noticed it. A chill ran up my spin at the touch of his hand, I started to shake a little. I guess another thing I hadn't realized was how cold it was.

"Let's get you to bed." He said smoothing down my hair. I sniffed real hard and nodded. I laid down and he laid on the other side as to face me. "Hey," He smiled softly, "So tell me what's going on here?"

I began to pick at the paint on my fingernails, a thing I did sometimes when I was overwhelmed. He grabbed my hands and held them, once again making me nervous. I love John, but I thought that it wasn't in any other way. Now he is doing stuff like this and my heart is exploding. I looked into his eyes again, those damn eyes. I thought of the dream, and right now, he had those content eyes. Like this is where he wanted to be.

I started to cry, for many reasons. I can't deal with many things at once like this. Mostly when I'm tired. John pulled me into his chest and rubbed my back. "Shhhh, hey, don't fret love. I gotcha and no ones ever gonna hurt ya. I'm right here." He started to play with my hair.

"She's cheating"John stopped suddenly. He froze, like he didn't know what to say. Thunder boomed out the window, startling me since it hasn't in a while. He stoked my hair again, "Hey, it's alright, explain." He pulled my back down.

I laid on his chest and he wrapped his arm around me, "She spirals, she can't stay entertained enough sometimes and Bobby's at work all weekend so she decided she was going to spiral and go out. She's been gone for three days."

"You've been here alone for three days?" He asked concerned. "Cam I would have stayed with ya!"

I turned to him, I felt terrible, maybe he could know a bit since it would hurt him. "John I-" a knock on the door interrupted me. "Shit stand in the closet, it's too dark for anyone to see you." He did as told but looked confused to as why anyone was here. I prayed to god it wasn't mom, now wasn't the time. I opened the door.