Indy got home eventually after battling with the severe wind that seemed to have pleasure in blowing her all over the place. She was soaked to the bone and when she entered her warm house she started to shiver.
"Mum I'm home!" she shouted, walking through the hallway, the warmth seeping into her numbed nerves.
Indy had a better relationship with her Mother than she ever would with her Father. But it wasn't like she hated him, or that he'd done anything bad. It was just he worked over seas so when he did come home it was like a special occasion, they had to get acquainted again by finding out what they had been up to and when thing's were beginning to get normal he had to go.
"How was College?" Her Mother asked, hearing her daughter enter the Kitchen.
"It was alright I suppose, we didn't do much, we were just getting told what to expect for the year!" She smiled, watching her stir some kind of soup. Despite being soaked to the bone she was in a good mood, perhaps it was just that she needed a change of scenery after so many years of being stuck in the same School with the same faces- John Lennon being the only exception, of course.
"That's great!" She smiled at her daughter "Wow... caught in the rain then" She chuckled and Indy nodded, rolling her eyes. Oh god, I suppose my Mascara would be all over my face now she thought.
"I forgot to take a Jacket..."
"Yet you took a hat..." her Mum spoke,lifting off the dampened navy Blue hat from her daughters head of tangled, wet hair.
"This is yours?"
"Oh, no... it's Johns" she explained.
Curious to know who this boy her daughter was referring to she smiled, placed the hat back on her head and winked. "A boy eh?"
"I do have friends that are Males. I met him at college, he also went to the same school as me, but he was two years above me."
"The hat stinks of Cigarettes, this John a smoker?" She questioned.
Indy nodded "Yeah, he is.. I'll spray it with perfume before giving it back to him tomorrow, just to annoy him"
"That's fine, just so long as he doesn't get you into such bad habits!" Indy smirked, walking up the stairs to her room. She was glad to see it, feeling a sense of security overwhelm her when glancing at the posters of her favourite Musical heroes that were stuck to the wall. Feeling exhausted she decided to go to sleep, even if it was only 6pm.
For John, he was leading a completely different lifestyle. While Indy had gone to sleep, John had headed straight to the pub to meet up with his under-ager friend Paul. They had plans, songs needing to decided upon for their gig this weekend. They were headlining one of the most popular clubs in Liverpool and to muck it up would be a crime.
The next day
"Where's me hat?" a bellowing voice filled Indy's ears causing her to instantly jump out of her daze back into reality, noting she was still standing in the corridor waiting for the afternoon class to start. She turned around and found John was standing there hatless, however he had a Cigarette perched on his ear instead.
She was surprised to see him, he hadn't turned up for the class in the morning so she doubted he'd even bother coming in for the class that begun after lunch.
"I'm wearing your hat" she stated the obvious, leaning her back against the corridor wall as John took a couple of steps forward until he was stood in front of her. She noted he was a little taller than her, but not by much, but still enough that she was having to look up into his eyes.
"Give us it then" He smirked, a hint of playfulness within his voice. He liked to play along to little things like this. It kept him amused.
"Why?" She replied, positioning it on the back of her head like she'd seen John do. John leaned against the wall beside her, his arms folded and one foot crossed over the other. He was impressed with her attitude, usually he'd have the girl all over him by now. Clearly it's time to step up his game.
"Well if you're not going to" He spoke, grabbing out his hand but she was too quick for him, she leaned her head to her left out of his reach and laughed at his attempt.
John laughed sarcastically with a roll of his eyes and quickly pushed his hands onto her shoulders until her back hit the wall. They were both silent while she blinked a few times.
"I bet you slept with it beside to you last night, didn't you?" He grinned, picturing it in his head. Trying to shrug her shoulders in hopes he'd let her free she responded "Why would I do that when I've got a boyfriend?"
A mix of feelings swam through Johns mind at this new discovery. "You kept that quiet, young one."
"You never ask, you just presume that every girl wants you and never consider that some of us have someone... and I'm not that young!" John couldn't help but smile and it made Indy frustrated that he didn't care.
"Love, I've got the capability of 'wooing' lassies with lads, it's not a hard thing to do when you 'ave looks like myself! So tell me about your boy"
"He's called Robert and he goes to University. Now, let me go or I will send my foot into the front of your crotch." The crotch was a no go. John let his hands retreat from Indy's shoulders and he quickly snapped the hat from her head, placing it upon his own.
Indy watched as he peered up with his Coffee coloured eyes at the peek, his reaction was to scrunch up his face is a disgusted manner. He inspected it, his nostrils flaring while his eyes had a suspicious look within them.
"What ye done to it?" He exclaimed as he watched Indy smiling.
"Got rid off the scent of smoke and replaced it with a lovely perfume!" she gleamed mockingly.
At first, John was going to have a go at her but he decided not to. Instead he had other plans for her. "Well, the first task for you is to demolish such a feminine scent which is ruining my masculinity." He pushed his shoulders back and pointed his nose into the air.
"How do I do that?" She exclaimed and John sighed, pulling the Cigarette that was perched on his ear to shove it in front of her face. "Let the smoke drift through it you simpleton"
"You can't smoke in here though"
"Jesus yer a Ninny! It's no raining today is it so let's take a wee venture outside..." He put the hat on her head and she raised an eyebrow "We've got class any minute now John!"
"Fuck it , I'll be surprised if the old geezer even shows up... he's an alcoholic in case you hadn't guessed." Indy laughed and John smiled at the fact she found him amusing- even when he was being truthful. The lecturer was always in the pub where John played with his band, drinking the pub clean of Guinness.
John's band was his pride and joy, it was the only real thing he was honestly committed to, yet his Aunty Mimi prefer it when her John was getting a proper eduction, I guess she was just old fashioned and she wanted to take care of him, by making sure he wasn't going out and getting drunk. Surprisingly enough this was exactly what John's weekends always consisted of.
They walked through the college grounds and sat down in a secluded area at the back on a wooden bench."So it's the second day of College and you've already got me bunking off... Mr Lennon, you're a bad influence."
John laughed with satisfaction, knowing his habits were beginning to rub off on her. "Take it ye never bunked off then?" Indy shook her head in response to the boys question. "We're not all trouble makers... some of us actually care about our education" She stated, taking off his hat and throwing it in his lap.
John sighed and placed it on his head, letting the smoke drift up to it from the Cigarette that he had just lit. "Never did like education m'self. It's not compatible for us geniuses."
Indy scrunched up her nose at the smell of the smoke and John grinned,leaning over to exhale it in her face. "John!" She spoke and John nodded, tapping his foot on the ground impatiently.
"You just breathed in my air, we basically kissed" He begun raising his eyebrows up and down, much to Indy's disgust as she begun thinking of the idea of breathing in anything from Johns body- never-mind kissing him. He was so perverted and dirty minded it was unreal. No wonder all the attention seeking girls loved him.
Speaking of attention seeking girls...
"Oh Johnny boy!" came a piercing scream from across the College grounds, at that moment both John and Indy slowly peered around to see a girl in what was a rather short skirt leaning against the gate at the entrance of the college, frantically waving. John stood up, having trouble trying to see who it was.
"Why are you peering, you blind?" Indy smirked and John glared at her.
"I am actually, look 'ere" He stated while stumbling about with his hands out in front of him, he hit a wall and comically bounced off it. She reacted just the way John expected, with a laugh and a roll of the eyes. For a moment John had become oblivious to the girl who was standing at the gate, she shouted his name once more though so he continued his peering at her.
"Ahh, it's you!" John finally bellowed across to the girl, Indy frowned and continued to look back and forth at John and the girl. The girl blew a kiss to John to which he pretended to catch it, placing it onto his chest where his heart was. He knew it satisfied the girls when they thought they were in his heart.
"Girlfriend?" Indy spoke up and John glanced at her "Sure...uh...no, she's just a friend."
"A friend with benefits then" Indy cut straight to the point and John simply winked. "She's a mad bitch this one, I'll probably see ye tomorra then, love"
"You're just going to leave me here?"
"OH... we were going to do something else were we?" He smirked and she rolled her eyes "In your dreams"
"Oh, as always, my Angel face." He winked and threw away the end of his Cigarette "Take that and get it smelling manly" He demanded, throwing his cap beside Indy on the bench before jogging off towards the girl at the gate.
Angel face? Indy scrunched up her face with disgust.
"Baby!" John spoke, roughening up his accent while his hand slipped around the girls waist. Indy sighed out and decided it was time to go home, it wouldn't be a problem considering her Mother didn't finish until 9pm and by the looks of it John was right, the lecturer wasn't going to show up.
The more she thought about it the more she realised John seemed to be two different people- to an extent- he was still perverted around her, yet he didn't seem to put on such a big show as he just did for the girl waiting for him at the gates. What she wanted to know, was why such a big show had to be put on. Her mission? To find out.
Later on that Day
The doorbell rung and Indy sighed, opening it. Her heart stopped and she raised an eyebrow. "How the hell did you know where I lived?" She couldn't believe she was standing at her door with John Lennon pushing his way past into her warm house. Glancing at the clock, Indy noted it was 8.30... good, another half hour before my Mum's due home. She'd kill me for having a guy in the house when I'm all alone she thought.
"Can't reveal my contacts love" John winked with his arms folded as he peered around the hallway at his new surroundings. The smell of alcohol drifted to Indy's nose, not that she was surprised.
"So...well.. what is it you're wanting?" She asked, shutting the front door to keep out the cold. You could tell it was cold just by looking at John's face, it was so red and it was amusing. Indy smiled and he raised and eyebrow.
That was a stupid question to ask to be honest, she could tell by the smirk upon his lips that he was thinking of something dirty as per usual. It was still weird that he was in her house, Never would she dream of letting such a guy in her home, but it just... happened.
"Nevermind" she spoke before John had the chance to say something. He laughed "Aw, you know me too well" with a pause before he added "or maybe, you don't, fancy gettin' to know me better...physically?" He winked.
Eugh.
Rolling her eyes Indy walked up the stairs, the sound of John's footsteps within her ears.
"Ooh... upstairs eh" He sneered, still following until he was met with what he presumed was her bedroom. He stood there, looking at the walls, his eyes they gleamed as he walked closer to the walls, letting his fingers trae over a picture of Elvis.
"Elvis... Buddy Holly... Chuck Berry!" He whispered before turning to look at the girl.
"Marry me love?" He sighed with awe, pretending to faint on her bed.
"No funny business, here's your hat... I'm guessing that's why you're here" he felt his hat landing on his chest, he smiled, gripping onto it before sitting up.
"Yeah it is doll" He spoke, placing his hat on his head sheepishly. "It still smells shite!" He exclaimed rather loudly.
"No it doesn't! You're probably just too drunk to smell properly!" she laughed shaking her head in amusement.
"Naw, I'm not!" He declared, collapsing back onto the bed. John certainly would not be falling asleep on my bed, drunk or not.
"Lies" she smirked, just to tease him, she actually had no idea as to whether he was drunk or not. He smelt of it, but it didn't necessarily mean he was drunk.
"Well, come 'ere and I'll show ye I'm not drunk!" he bellowed from under the hat.
"No, I've got a boyfriend, you shouldn't even be here, my Mum's due home soon!" Indy exclaimed, he honestly must of thought I was stupid. That idea might work on those stupid girls he's always around but it wouldn't work on me. The room fell silent and John flicked his hat off his face and sat up, his eyes were intense, absorbing the girl who stood before him.
"Do you not usually have lads in here then?"
His question was answered with a shrug and a shake of her head.
In the typical 'I don't give a shit' manner John shrugged his shoulders and continued his game. "I just want to show you I'm not drunk by letting you see my eyes aren't drooping... and I'm not moving until you do." He declared with determination.
"Fine." she stated, cautiously sitting down on her bed next to him. John placed the hat back on his head as he sat up a bit more proper, "Right, have a wee look then" he pointed towards his eyes and listened to her sigh, reluctantly leaning forward to look at his eyes.
They were Brown, just like her own. He fluttered his eyelids like a girl. "See your hat will be perfect for you now... you big girl" she smiled, I must admit... I kind of liked his eyebrows, they were just messy and manly... I couldn't explain the attraction to them.
"I'm not a girl" He sighed, laying back down on his back. He was enjoying how comfy her bed was. It was a double, unlike his own small single bed. He was tempted to just lay there until the sun rose. He knew he could, it's not like she'd be able to physically move him.
"I beg to differ...Joan" she said, flicking his hair. It was longish, usually it was slicked back into that Teddy Boy image he seemed to admire so much.
At that moment he grabbed Indy's wrist, to which she gasped at how cold his hand was while he looked into her eyes.
"Wanna bet?" He challenged. A little hesitant at first she nodded as a response and he forced her hand to press against the front of his jeans.
"JOHN!" She exclaimed, tugging her hand away, but he was too strong and held her hand against the front of his jeans despite her screaming for him to let go. He laughed out loudly and she finally calmed down, accepting the fact he wasn't going to loosen his grip.
"John, seriously. Please let go"
"Tell me, my Angel face, do I feel... bigger than your boys." He laughed cheekily.
Deciding to get revenge Indy smirked, she gripped onto his crotch tightly and he yelped, his fingers instantly letting go of her wrist.
"Jesus! That fuckin' hurt!... Ye mad!" He groaned while shoving his hand down the front of his jeans to 'soothe' himself.
"Well what do you expect, you can't just do that!" She rolled her eyes and John glared at her.
"Don't care." He spoke childishly.
And then it happened.
The front door slammed and Indy knowing it was her mum panicked.
"Who's that?" John spoke, Indy reached forward and placed her hand on John's mouth to keep him quiet. She knew it was her Mum. "Don't say a word or I swear, I will rip your genitals off."
Upon hearing her walking upstairs, she jumped off the bed and ran towards the door, pulling it closed behind her.
"Mum... I.. hey" she smiled, relieved that her Mother walked right past her, half oblivious to her daughter "Hey love, I'm off to bed, I'm exhausted.. did you make yourself some dinner?"
"Uhh... yeah... sure" she replied, holding onto the doorhandle in fear John would open it. She was hiding John Lennon is her bedroom, jesus!
"Good, well... night"
"Night Mum" She replied, quickly opening the bedroom door before shutting it once more. Peering around her bedroom she noted John was no where to be seen, she then saw that her window was half open. Upon standing beside it, she peered down and saw John standing there, Cigarette between his lips, he winked as he walked backwards down the street.
"Night my Angel face" and with that he exhaled smoke before turning around to walk into the darkness of the street.