John sits next to you, thigh to thigh- shoulder to shoulder. Even though he's very close and touchy, you know that's just how he shows affection for people he cares about, so you don't mind.

"I'm ready to deck Jane in the bloody face," he scuffs. You huff out a laugh as you both watch Paul and Jane through the studio window.

Jane's perfect fingernails run down Paul's arm as she flirts. Paul says something, that you can't hear, before Jane laughs and burrows her face in Paul's chest as he smiles and hugs her. You can feel the anger bubbling up due to jealousy. John notices and rubs your back slowly to comfort you.

"What, you love paul too, Johnny boy?" You mumble to him as a joke. Thankfully, he takes it that way.

John laughs and shakes his head "No, no. Epstein is the only poof in this band..." he sighs lightly as he continues to watch Paul and Jane with you "just want my best friends back."

You nod slightly "me too..." you say softly.

"She's using him, ya know"

You nod in reply and put your head on John's shoulder. "for fame" you mumble.

He nods now "I don't understand how he likes her... she's hideous and fake and obviously manipulates him."

You nod again, not knowing what to say.

"Really." he says in a low voice "He's an idiot."

"He's just oblivious, John" you both watch as Paul and Jane kiss quickly. Then, you watch as Paul looks at both of you through the studio window. He waves for you to join them in the room they're in.

"We've been summoned," you say as you stand up and walk into the other room with a small smile.

"How's the writing going?" you say softly, hugging yourself casually, trying to calm down your jealousy .

"No progress" Paul says with a smile and walks away from Jane to pick up his bass

You nod as John enters the room "I have a new song we can try out," he says to Paul "'bout a bird."

"You've been busy," Paul replies. The two boys start strumming and singing, trying to practice the song as Jane walks to you.

"Hello," she says way too nicely.

"Hi," you reply bitterly and sit on an amp. She leans against it to get close to you.

"We need to talk," She says in an intimidating tone "Paul says you have the hots for him."

You sit up straight and continue to watch John and Paul, trying to ignore Jane.

"Was he wrong?" she snarls and leans closer to you.

"They're brilliant musicians, no?" You try to change the subject as you scoot over to get away from her glare.

"I asked you a question." she moves closer to you.

"And you won't get an answer," You say simply as you jump off of the amp and shoulder bump her as you walk past. You go to John and Paul, sitting on the floor to hear the music better.

"And your bird can sing, but you don't need me. You don't need me." John sings and your heart flutters, knowing that song is about John being jealous since Paul's not paying much attention to him now that Jane is around.

"That's beautiful, John" you smile up at him.

"Thank you" he says as he stops strumming his guitar and smiles warmly at you. You look over at Paul who's looking at Jane

Jane struts over in her too-tight-dress. She stands behind Paul and puts her hands on Paul's shoulders. She leans down to Paul's ear and whispers something.

Paul nods and says "in a bit," directed to Jane.

You look away and motion to John for him to hand you George's box guitar since he's not here and you want to play a little. He gladly hands it to you, and you set it on your leg. You tune it as Jane takes Paul's bass out of his hand. She sits on his lap and he puts his arms around her waist.

John taps you subtly on the knee with his foot to get your attention. You look up to him from your spot on the ground, and he gives you a sympathetic look. You nod in reply.

John clears his throats and looks to Paul "So uhm, are we done for the day?" He asks and puts his guitar on its stand slowly, waiting for an answer.

Paul opens his mouth to speak but Jane interrupts him "Yes." She stands even though she just sat down. She motions for Paul to stand too and he does.

You huff "Of course" as you look down at the guitar.

You can feel Jane's eyes drilling into you and you want to punch her but you only continue turning the pegs.

"Sorry, would you like to repeat that, y/n?" Jane says in a snarky, uptight voice.

You look up to Jane with a glare "No." you grind your teeth as you look into her heartless eyes.

Paul takes a step closer to you, looking confused and angry. "if you have something to say, say it." he sounds protective and that scares you, since he never gets mad or yells at you.

You feel two foot small, like you're shriveling under his gaze, but you try and stay strong. "I think you should stay longer," you say boldly, "We haven't hung out in a while and... and i miss you." Your voice softens towards the end as Paul's gaze softens as well. You watch his muscles calm and he looks less tense. You watch him look to John then he looks back to you.

"You both fee-" he starts but Jane cuts him off.

"That's a little pathetic, don't you think?" she crosses her arms "You can't not flirt with him while he's in a relationship, can you?" you can tell she's trying to make Paul mad at you.

You feel speechless but you can't let her win the fight "No i'm jus-"

"You're just trying to get in his pants." she states and you watch Paul become angry again

"God... you STILL like me?" he says bitterly "get over me, y/n. it's never going to happen. EVER. We're just friends and i don't want it any other way." he emphasizes his words.

You can feel tears in your eyes and you close your eyes while you let your head fall

"HEY!" John yells while glaring at Paul "Do NOT yell at her!" he stands up and gets closer to Paul defensively "You're letting that bitch get into your head, Paul!" he yells and you flinch.

Paul gets closer to John, in his face. "Who are YOU to tell me what to do, Lennon?! at least my life is together! I have a girlfriend and a loving fucking family, what do you have?"

John opens his mouth to speak, but Paul interrupts him, "Nothing." he spits out bitterly and you feel John's heart break, along with yours.

You wipe your eyes and sniffle, as you stand up and look at Paul who's now looking at you. You stare into his angry eyes as he stares into your teary ones. The anger in you is too much and before you can stop it, you're storming over to him and spitting in his face. "Asshole." You shoulder check Jane, harder than before making her stumble back as you storm out of the studio.

As soon as the door closes behind you, a sob escapes your mouth as more tears start to pour down your face. Your knees feel weak and your feet feel like jelly as you lower yourself onto the curb. You let cars pass as you wipe your eye furiously, trying to calm your breathing.

You hear yelling coming from inside the studio then it suddenly becomes silent. You look to the door as john walks out, holding his knuckles. He looks over to you and walks to you slowly, sitting next to you.

"Y-you punched him?" you say softly, still crying and gasping for air. He nods as he looks at his red knuckles.

"He made you cry and said nasty shit to you. He deserved it." John says softly. You can still hear anger in his voice.

You wipe your eyes and look up to his face "Thank you for defending me." Your breathing has calm down a bit but tears still fall down your cheeks.

He looks up at you and nods a little "Anything for you" he gives you a small smile before opening his arms for you to hug him.

Somehow he knew how much you were craving one. You nearly fling yourself into his chest and start to cry harder as he wraps his arms around you tightly.

You can't help the feeling of butterflies in your stomach. You feel safe and at home, something you never felt when Paul hugged you. John's arms make you feel warm and welcome, even though you're making his shirt wet with tears.

The two of you stay like that. Time passes but neither of you care. By the time you pulled away from him, It feels like years went past. Your eyes red and puffy, but no more tears coming out.

"Are you okay, love?" John asks softly, his hand holding onto yours.

You nod "i... i t-think so." You take a deep breath and try not to think about the things Paul said. You look down to yours and John's hands. You hold his hand closer to your face, looking at his still red knuckles. "I can't believe you..." you huff out a chuckle and run your thumb over them gently.

"I can't believe you,"  He says with a smile, love in his voice.

You laugh lightly and look back to his eyes "Don't be silly,  John, what do you mean?"

"You were strong in there," his smile is warm and you can't help but notice how close you two are. "If it were someone else they wouldn't of confronted him. and i'm proud of you for doing that."

You feel your cheeks heat up as you accidentally glance to his lips. The urge to kiss him tightens your chest as you move in slightly closer. "It was nothing" you breath out lightly, almost a whisper.

"Nevertheless, y/n. i'm proud of you" he says softly before closing the gap between the two of you.

Your lips connect like puzzle pieces. Though soft and gently, it makes your heart pound in your chest, while your stomach churns in the best way possible. His hand leaves yours and is placed gently on your neck, lightly pulling you closer to him.

You pull away slowly and look into his eyes, foreheads touching "Thank you, John" you breath out, softer than a whisper this time.

"Anything" he kisses you again softly in between words "For you" he says before pulling you into his chest and hugging you again.

The feeling of home flutters in your chest as you close your eyes.