I joined the others outside to wait for John, clasping George's hand in mine. Refreshed from a solid kip and a long overdue shag, I breathed air deep into my lungs and exhaled the worries I had earlier. Being with the lads again put me in a jovial mood. My heart was light, cheeks rosy, and there was a twinkle in my eye that only my Georgie could put there. He wrapped a long arm around me, squeezing my shoulder, dropping it only when he saw John.
John snickered, smiling broadly at George.
"Hazza, it's alright, you can touch her for Chrissakes. Wils and I had a little chat. It's all worked out. I give you my blessing."
"Oh, thank GOD," he breathed.
"BUT" -
"Shit.."
"I don't need OR want to see OR hear any of the filthy things you do to each other. Is that clear?"
"But the walls are thin John" -
"BE THAT AS IT MAY, Haz, please be respectful. Of both me, and the others, and especially her. My Wils is not a sex object, and certainly not a 2nd runner-up. If you're with her, you'll be with her ONLY; no fucking around on her."
"John, I'd never!"
"I MEAN IT. When she goes back home, don't you even LOOK at another bird, or you won't have to worry about a throbber ever again, because I'll rip your dick off with me bare hands, and feed it to ya."
"Jesus, John, tone it down, would ya?," I said cringing.
"Not when it comes to you, Willy. You say you're in love with her, George? You'd better prove it."
"Understood."
"Good! Now let's find a nice place for tea, yeah?"
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I Need You
FanfictionJohn Lennon's baby sister can't do anything without his protection, he guards her with his life. But when she falls for longtime friend and John's young bandmate George, will he keep them apart? I DO NOT OWN THE BEATLES.
