Hello Loves! How are you today? That's great. ) I decided to rewrite this, so if you're wondering why it took so long, that's why! Also, FOTR rehearsals are just killing me. But I love them, so it's okay!:) GUESS WHAT. I GOT A BEATLES IPHONE CASE. Holy freaking Moses. Alright well, onto the chapter! Disclaimer: I own The Beatles, so suck it, bitches. ;)

George's POV

The light breathing of the fast asleep woman who's head laid on my bare chest brought me great comfort. Early morning rays shined through the cracks of the window panes. I looked down at her, admiring her innocent beauty.

Well, not too innocent after what we did… at least four times…

Chuckling, I pushed her long hair out of her face, causing her to open her eyes.

"Ello darling, how are you today?" I asked as she adjusted herself beside me.

"Mmmmm I didn't realize how late it was…" she whispered.

Just then, the piercing ring of the telephone had struck the silent room. Dani had turn over on her side. I quickly picked up the phone and spoke.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hello, my name is Jane; I am a friend of Daniella's." The buzz of the soprano American voice made my head twitch a little.

"How did you get this number?" I asked while massaging my temple.

Silence.

"Can I just speak to Dani please?" she asked, only more impatiently.

"Fine," I mumble, beckoning Dani to me, "Ere she is."

Dani's delicate hands wrap around the phone while she speaks into the receiver. Gently pecking her on the back of her neck, I pulled on some boxers and headed to the kitchen. I could make out a couple of words from the other room.

"Jane, just calm down." Her assertive voice spoke clearly.

Making some eggs, I tried to listen to their conversation.

"But, Jane, no. Just no. How does that even work?"

"What is going on in there?" I asked myself.

"I was wondering the same thing!" I turned around to see John standing by the door way.

"JOHN! What the bloody fuck are you doing in my 'ouse?" I practically screamed.

Smirking his signature Lennon smart ass half smile, he slyly replied.

"Well, you left ya door open, dumbass."

I groaned and leaned on the stove, which was luckily off. Sliding over to me, he decided to take my eggs and ate them.

"FUCK OFF LENNON!" I shouted, wrestling him to the ground.

As we fought on the ground, Dani entered the room, anger in her eyes.

"What the hell do y'all think you are doing?" she asked, crossing her arms over the silk robe.

"DANI'S NAKED!" John shouted.

I smacked him across the face.

"Who was on the phone luv?" I asked, getting up from the ground.

"It was nobody." She said, looking off to nowhere.

"It didn't sound like nobody." I said, cupping her cheek.

"It. Doesn't. Matter." She turned away to John.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, rolling her eyes as he wagged his eyebrows at her.

"Brian sent me. E's throwin a party for us on New Year's." he stood, tall and defiant.

"Lovely." She said in a fake British accent.

"What's today's date?" I asked, holding on to Dani's wrist.

Dani pointed to the calendar and got a glass of water. Circled on the worn book was December 19th, 1962.

"Right, right." I said, settling down at the table.

"Is that all, John?" she tried to sound as polite as possible, but that was damn near impossible with Lennon.

"Studio in about an hour. Hurry up, lovebirds." He said with a wink, which made Dani shift uncomfortably.

With that, Lennon left, strolling down the street to a local shop.

"Shit, we gotta go." I mumbled while I headed to the my room to grab some clothes.

"We?" Dani asked, following close behind me.

I stopped and groped her hand between my own.

"I want you to come with me." I leaned my forehead against hers.

As she looked up at me, I noticed that her face was stained with tears.

"What's wrong, luv?" I pulled her closely.

"It's Neil, my cousin…" she began, only for more tears to stream down her face, "He's not doing well. At all. They think he may only have a couple more weeks left."

"Let's go see them!" I exclaimed, wanting to comfort my love.

"It's just a little more complex than that." She whispered into my chest.

Looking at the time, I pecked her on the lips and told her that we would figure something out. As I entered my room, I tossed on a pair of trousers and button down shirt.

"God," I said aloud, "I think I wanna marry this girl."

AWWW How cute:) Oh, John... how I love him so... Remember to review and leave suggestions! Ta, loves

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