One/Two Years Later

December 31, 1959

I laid in bed staring at the clock that New Years Eve morning.

7:23 am

I shifted in my bed, brushing my bangs away from my eyes. I heard mumbling, then felt warm arms wrap around my waist. I smiled feeling his warm lips press against my skin.

"Morning beautiful."

"Morning babe."

"What time?"

"Almost seven thirty."

"Fuck." He breathed rubbing his eyes. "I'm supposed to be down to pick up the lads at eight."

"Well go on. I'll just stay here and sleep forever okay?" I smiled and squeeked as he shook me.

"Come on Luce you're our ride!!"

"John stop it you're going to make me sick!" I laughed pushing him off.

"Can't believe it's the end of a decade." He said shaking his head. "Can't believe i've known ye for almost three years now."

"Ugh all I've had to endure." I mumbled getting cozy under the covers.

"Come on love, ye gotta admit it, it's been worth it."

I giggled and looked at him.

"Still so full of yourself Lennon."

"Evidently." He smirked, leaning down kissing me softly. He pulled back and smiled.

"Christ I never thought it'd be possible to love a bird this much."

I felt myself blush. It's funny how he could still do that to me after all this time. I leaned up and kissed him again then pulled back.

"You always know how to pull off that Lennon charm."

He smiled and kissed the tip of my nose.

"Let's get dressed yeah?"

....

It's almost been two years now since the whole Cynthia incident. It was magical. John finally had some courage to leave her. But that didn't mean he stopped sleeping with her. It bothered me a little but I knew he was still all mine. I was the one he took to gigs and went home with at the end of the day. So to say, me and John were finally together.

As for the band, it was doing incredibly well. The guys have finally been able to make a lot more money and have even played more at different clubs around Liverpool. The Quarrymen were going somewhere. Paul and John have managed to teach Stu bass and have even included him in the band. He still made it known to everyone that art was his main career choice.

George on the other hand has grown from a cute little shy teenager to an even older cute little shy teenager. He was still the same despite growing more into himself. George had girlfriends here and there, which I had to admit made me a little jealous. But his relationships never lasted long due to the fact that he followed me around like a lost puppy.

At this point, me and Stu were the only two still in college. John dropped out to focus on the band more and even lived with me at my place. Paul and George were still in school but were doing very poor in their studies. I managed to get a job from one of Stu's friends who was the creator of some new music magazine. It paid a reasonable amount which was fine with me. It felt great to be working again.

The Quarrymen were becoming well known in Liverpool but were still overshadowed by the band everyone knew as Rory Storm and the Hurricanes. This pissed John off, knowing they had competition.

..

I yawned as me and John drove down to George's house to pick him up. He was waiting outside with his bags already.

"Hey Lucy." He smiled, leaning in the open window kissing my cheek.

"Morning Geo. Looking good this morning."

"All for you Luce." He winked, putting his things in the trunk. He sat in the back and looked out the window. "Heya John."

"Mhm. Yeah now ye say hello after ye charm my girl into your little trap."

"What trap?" I giggled, driving to Paul's.

"Ye know. His little flirting game he's been playin for over a year now."

"Oh come on John it's only harmless fun." I smiled looking at the road.

"Pssh right. That's why Thursday night I caught him peekin on ye undressing through your open bedroom door." John laughed.

"George Harrison!" I yelled turning to look at him. He was as red as one can be.

We pulled up to Paul's house. He was yelling at someone inside as he stood in the open doorway.

"Poor lad. Always in trouble." John said shaking his head. Paul's father wasn't too happy lately with Paul getting poor grades and failing his classes. Because of this, he was always in some kind of trouble.

"Fuckin christ it's always something." Paul muttered passing by and putting his things in the back. He sat in the back with George and sighed. "Hi."

"Come on mate it can't be that bad." John said.

"You want to live with him? Fuck this let's just go off and enjoy our holiday yeah?"

"Alright." John said looking straight at the road. We were off to pick up Stu now. He was sitting on the curb outside, smoking a cigarette, waiting.

"Heya lads! Luce!" He smiled leaning in the open window to kiss my cheek, the same way George did. He put his things in the trunk and squished himself in the backseat with the others. I laughed.

"One day, you'll all be in limos and private jets going to gigs." I said driving down another road.

"Yeah. And you'll be there with us. Drinkin champagne, workin for some high 'n mighty magazine 'nd we'll be sneakin away from the others to 'ave a quick shag." John smirked flicking his cig out the window.

"Sex sex sex that's all ye think about John." Paul muttered shaking his head.

"Paul, mate ye need to just calm down. You're too stressed. 'Ow about we get down to the club, 'ave some drinks, do the gig, 'ave a party then bring some birds back up to our rooms and have a happy new year yeah?"

"You make it sound so simple John." Paul sighed looking at the back of John's head.

"Come on Paul just enjoy youself alright?" George added.

"We'll see." Paul sulked.

...

Later that evening

"This is the best New Years Eve ever!" Paul screamed running upstairs with two girls on either side of him. Me and George laughed as we sat at a table. John left us to get more drinks with Stu.

"Great gig that was! Turned out better than I thought!" George beamed. I nodded.

"Looks like I'll be missing John's kiss this new years." I said as George looked over to see him talking to Stu.

"Well, i'll be happy to kiss ye Luce." George smiled. Over the past few months, I've noticed George becoming more confident and even flirting a lot more with me. I don't know if it's puberty or what. But I loved it.

"How about we have another drink?" I smiled tapping my empty glass. He nodded and hurriedly left to the bar. I looked at the clock and heard everyone begin to countdown.

"Ten...nine...eight...seven...six...five..four...three...two..."

I looked around for anyone who was nearby. John was still talking.

"...One!" Everyone shouted. I turned around and bumped into someone, my lips crushing against theirs. He slid his hand to the back of my neck, pulling me in closer, our lips moving in sync. After what seemed like forever, I pulled back and opened my eyes to see a smiling George. I blushed and bit my lip.

"Not bad was it?" He said sounding cocky.

"No..it was...wow." I breathed, still stunned by how amazing that kiss was. I clumsily sat back in my seat as George set my drink in front of me. I turned to see John staring at me, at hurt look on his face, still at the bar with Stu.

....