Big shout out to my BFF who is currently up at almost 3:00 AM because I told her to read this.

I love you, Jenny :)

Anyhow, this chapter is, well, progress? I don't have much to say about it except I personally like it a lot.

You will soon discover why :)

Too many smiley faces here.

Enjoy!

~*~*Chapter 10*~*~

*~*~*Let it Be*~*~*

Stu lifted himself slowly from the bathroom floor, a pounding headache having just reached his skull as the nausea that had hit him earlier proved very quickly that it had not left and was still out to make his life miserable for the time being.

As if he didn't already feel like complete crud, there was also a near deafening tone of girlish laughter coming from the living room, which meant somebody decided to invite people over at six o' clock in the morning.

At least, he figured it was six, he couldn't have been out for too long, could he?

He opened the door and came out into the living room, laying his eyes upon four young girls, all talking on the couch while drinking coffee with Sparky.

Stu noticed one of the girls right away, it was Noodle! She was smiling somewhat, but it seemed fake, and her bangs were covering her eyes entirely, like they usually did, only this time a little more so. They somehow seemed thicker, actually. After some far away investigation, he recognized another one of the girls too. She had long, light brown hair, and big brown deer eyes, very pretty little thing. She was one of the girls who was talking to him last night, not the one who was on Danny's arm, but another one. Then there were two brunettes sitting side by side that he didn't really recognize, one having her short hair up in a messy ponytail, the other had her hair styled in a way that made her resemble a cat. The one with the ponytail had light brown eyes and a very pale complexion, the other had green and was a little tanner skinned.

Sparky noticed Stu standing in the hallway, and immediately waved to him.

"Hey! Come over here and meet these people I found!" All the girls switched their attention to Stu, Noodle taking one glance and immediately looking back down after doing so, a slight pink cloud of embarrassment tinting her face.

"Sparks, I don' mind yew sleepin' 'ere 'n all, bu'…"

"Sit down!"

"Bu' I…"

"Siiiit!" Sparky patted a spot next to him relentlessly, and Stu, knowing he wouldn't stop no matter how much he protested, decided to come around and sit down. Besides, he did want to know why his little love was in his house drinking coffee.

"So, Blooby, I found these two girls walking past the house while I was outside today," He pointed to Noodle and the long haired girl, who were on the opposite couch, "and I said to myself "Hey I know that blonde chick!" Everyone gave Sparky a confused glare, since the girl he was talking about was quite obviously not blonde.

"But I'm…" Just as she was about to let him know of this fact, he cut her off.

"So then I invited them in and made them coffee, and I then invited Lil Perv and Terri over so we could have a party!"

"Bu' Sparks I…"

"Shhhhh..." Sparky placed a finger to Stu's mouth, then proceeded to sip at his coffee, or more or less stick his tongue in and out of it like some kind of confused snake.

Stu switched his attention to Noodle, wishing that the seat next to her was free so that he could be closer to her, but for now he happily enjoyed the view of her from a short distance, and figured that asking her how on earth she ended up in his house would result in a much more sensible, and understandable, answer.

"So, Noodle, wot brough' yew all to meh place?"

"Jaya and I were taking a walk today, and she apparently knew your friend, so we stopped in. I had no clue this was your house until I saw you walk out." She barely made eye contact with him for some reason, and every time she did she quickly turned away, a faint smile painting her lips every time she did look at him. Stu blushed himself when he looked down and realized he wasn't wearing a shirt, could that be why she kept looking away? Did she actually find him, dare he say, attractive?

Suddenly, the blue haired bloke turned around, and gave a confused look as his eyes darted to every corner of the room.

"Sparks?" Stu asked as he realized that the one person he actually invited over was nowhere to be seen.

"Yes, Blooby?"

"Where's Muh'doc?"

"Ohhh, that guy! Yeah he left."

"When?"

"When he woke up and saw me taking pictures of him."

"Why were yew-"

"Shhhh…" Sparky placed a finger to his mouth again and decided to say something entirely irrelevant, "Terri here is a D-cup."

Sparky pointed to Terri, aka the girl with the cat-like hair, and the flustered girl immediately smacked him in the face as hard as she could.

"If you're gonna say my breast size say it right!" Terri suddenly went from a demonized war face to a sweet and gentle manner as her eyes switched to Stu "I'm a D-38."

"Well I'm a C-38, but I got the hips to match, unlike you, you reverse pear!" The girl next to her, the one with the ponytail, suddenly stood up and informed her "friend".

"How dare you!" Terri pounced on her rather suddenly, and the girl who was sitting on the couch next to Noodle calmly got up and walked over to the fighting duo, using every bit of her strength to separate them as quickly as possible.

The two girls wrestled with each other relentlessly, pulling hair and screaming, and soon the third girl, the calmer one, switched her attitude and got fully involved in the fight, even going so far as to grab a small air soft gun out of her pocket and begin to shoot the other two, missing for the most part as she was being thrown around, which caused her to unintentionally hit other things in the room, but every now and then she victoriously pelted one of the girls in the chest.

Meanwhile, instead of stopping them, Sparky got out his phone and began recording them, encouraging whichever one seemed to be winning at the time with shouts of his nicknames for them, namely "Little Perv", "Double D" and "The One Holding the Gun."

Stu shook his head in pain, it was far too early for this, even if it were to be five in the afternoon, it would still be far too early for this.

He got up, walked away from the couch, and shot his little love a look that said "I know you want to get away from this mess too, so follow me." She complied with another half smile and got up from her seat, placing down her empty mug before following him up the stairs and into the hallway leading to his room.

"Where you two going?" Sparky called out, to which Stu didn't even bother answering.

"What happened to your door?" Noodle asked as she stepped over pieces of broken wood and fragments of guitar frets.

"Meh frien' Sparkles broke meh frien' Muh'doc's bass while tryin' to git inteh meh room." Stu said lowly, trying not to talk too much and increase his already horribly bad headache.

"So, taking me to your room already I see. And you haven't even bought me dinner yet, you shameful dog." Noodle giggled as the man looked at her and turned red, half of him taking her serious, and the other half realizing that she was just joking and she wasn't getting the wrong idea about him.

"Well, meh 'ead is poundin' an' I can' take all tha' yellin' righ' now. Plus, I go' real sick 'tis morning'." Stu sat down on the bed and opened up a bottle of his pills, taking only two as opposed to what he would have taken a few years ago. He cocked his head and popped out one more, realizing that this was a pretty severe headache and he really didn't want it to interfere with his time he had with Noodle.

"Well why did you bother asking me to come here with you? Don't you want to rest?"

"I figured yew 'ad enough uh eht too." He laid back down onto the bed, mentally telling himself that he'd only lay down until his head felt better, when suddenly he realized that there was now another body sitting down on the bed in front of him.

"You read me like a book then."

"I di', di' I?"

"Yeah. You said your head hurt?"

"Yeh, eht's killin meh eht is."

"I can rub it for you if you'd like." Stu turned absolutely red the moment she asked. Her gentle little guitarist hands, grazing across his scalp, grabbing at his neck, maybe even a little ear rubbing if he was very lucky. Before he could even think of whether his answer would be yes or no, he mumbled "Yes".

"Alright, well sit up and I'll come behind you." She maneuvered herself onto the bed, her shoes were already long gone, so she didn't worry about her feet dirtying his blankets. He lifted himself up and looked at her tiny body as she placed herself behind him, and he had a slight urge to tickle her little toes and hear her shriek in laughter, but he ignored the feeling and instead rested his head into her palms, smiling as a wave of tingles went up his spine.

"Is it mostly in the back or the front?" She asked, he could feel her voice reverberating against his back as he quite suddenly realized he was leaning on her almost entirely.

"Is wot is?"

"Your headache, silly."

"Is meh 'eadache wot?"

"Is it in the front of your head," She placed a finger on his forehead to clarify, and then placed the other on the back of his head, "or in the back?"

"Oh, eht's all oveh meh 'ead."

"Alright, I'll start on your shoulders to loosen you up, then I'll move up, okay?" Stu nodded slightly and drifted off into heaven as her tiny yet strong fingers dug into his back relaxingly, a soft, gentle rhythm coming from them as she found that perfect spot in-between not-too-soft and not-too-hard.

She slowly came up to his neck and he closed his eyes, his arms entirely limp as his head hung low and she had to keep gently reminding him to not fall forward, as he was about to many, many times. Eventually she pushed his back forward a little, encouraging him to instead lie down in her lap, which would be easier for the both of them.

He smiled and kept his eyes closed, almost falling asleep as she gently played with his hair and rubbed his throbbing skull with the tips of her fingers, washing away his pain with her kind, gentle touch. She came to his temples and placed two fingers on each side of his head, and giggled as he softly moaned from the feeling.

He was just about to fall asleep when he opened his eyes lazily and saw a smile on her face as she looked down at him. He raised up his hand and touched her face longingly, a bittersweet smile escaping his lips as she leaned into his palm and placed her own hands upon his cheeks, her thumbs gently caressing his face.

He placed another hand onto her face, slowly drawing her nearer to him. His heart skipped a beat, and so did hers as she found herself willing to come into his embrace, a feeling of airiness and fluff inside her stomach as she closed her eyes and leaned down, just inches away from his half open lips.

"Noodal…" He whispered softly, which made her giggle again. She came even closer and he was greeted with her gorgeous little face, her bangs were now touching his chin and he could see all of her features in plain day, green Asian eyes that spoke to him a thousand songs, and a cute button nose that reminded him of a baby monkey, and something else that seemed much more evident now than it ever had before…

A bruise upon her eye.

Deeper and darker than when she first showed him.

"'Ey, wot's 'tis?" He asked as gently as he could, his hand reaching out for it.

"No, stop…" She turned away and forced herself to the edge of the bed rather quickly, holding herself in her arms as she shook her head to get the bangs to fall back into place.

"'Eht wasn' tha' dark before, luv… Is sumfink wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong, Stu."

"'Ey, I'm yor frien', yew know? Yew kin talk to meh abou' anyfink." He put a hand on her shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile. She looked at him and wrapped her arms around his waist, finding immediate comfort in his friendly tone.

"Can we just pretend it's not there? I'm okay." She said, her voice sounding truly distant from the concern he had made evident.

"I suppose we kin…"

"Which means…" She pulled away from him and put a hand upon his cheek, "whatever was about to happen, can we still let it happen?"

"Um, yew mean…" The little woman suddenly pulled on his neck, making his face much closer to hers, and with a hesitant sigh, she leaned in, allowing him space to either continue this, whatever this was, or pull away and leave it at that. He gulped, and pulled back an inch or two, just to look at her, to see a slight pain upon her lips as she wasn't allowing him to see the emotion within her eyes that was hidden behind those awful bangs, her little wall of defense against him knowing what was truly on her mind. He took one hand and placed it gently upon her cheek, then took the other and swiped away the hair from her forehead, revealing not only her bruise, but also the tears that were welling up in her eyes.

He leaned in close, and placed his lips gently against the area between her cheek and her nose, the crease where a tear had just fallen, and he looked at her innocently, wanting to do this same action over and over until all her tears had been kissed away.

With a little bit of lip quivering, he finally closed his eyes and leaned down towards her lips, his fingers entangled within her hair as her hands pulled his neck in closer and closer as the seconds ticked by. Soon enough, their lips met, ever so gently, and with a leap in each of their hearts as the kiss morphed into an emotional train wreck, one person trying to escape her reality through the action, and the other trying to help her do so.

Within a few seconds what began as a simple kiss quickly led to the man pulling her into his lap, and her happily complying as she opened her mouth and ran her fingers madly through his hair. He pulled her in as close as possible, his cheeks so flushed he could feel the heat radiating from his skin. She was the first to pull away, or at least try to as he kept leaning forward every time she pulled back, not wanting this to end, and eventually succeeded once she forced his chest back with her hand gently.

"Stu, I need to breathe." She said simply, not wanting to hurt his feelings or make him believe that he wasn't a good kisser, because he really was.

"Righ', I'm sorry, I…" She tapped his lips and kissed his nose, giving him a tired smile before hugging him close to her, giving him incentive to hug her back and rub his hand up and down her shirt, a feeling of comfort and closeness taking over his body as he looked on at what seemed like the rest of the world, and held his little love, the one thing he felt was finally his, close to him, not letting her go.

"I should get going." She said softly as she tried to pull away from him, but he playfully groaned and held her closer.

"Yor meh li'el luv, yew know?" He slowly rocked her in his arms, and she giggled childishly as she looked into his star stricken eyes and sighed happily.

"You barely know me, silly."

"I've known yew long enough teh know you're goin' teh be a big par' of meh life if yew le' meh make yew so."

"How big?"

"Biggeh than anyfink I've eveh lioked t'is much before."

"That's really kind of you, Toochie." She playfully patted his head and scratched it a little, noting how he had certain little spots that really made him smile when she paid them attention, similar to a lovable mutt.

"Do yew lioke meh, Noods?"

"If I did not like you, I would not be sitting on your lap, and I most certainly would not have just kissed you." She leaned down and kissed his lips softly yet again. He happily cooed as she did so, and he wrapped his arms around her even tighter. However, the moment he did so, she pulled away, took his hands away from her sides, and stood up from his lap.

"Where are yew goin'?"

"I really need to get home, Toochie. Jaya and I were only to be walking for a little bit." She seemed so eager to go, yet also made it obvious that it wasn't her choice to.

"Wai', kin yew please stay jus' a bi' longeh?" He grabbed her hand as she was about to leave, a heavy sadness in his eyes as he looked up and saw the side of her bruise.

"Really, I must go-"

"No', I'm no' letting' yew go until yew tell meh exac'ly wot 'appened teh yor eye." She forcefully yanked her arm out of his hand and stormed for the door without saying a word. He got up and grabbed her arm again, and this time she swung around and slapped him on the cheek, not very hard, but hard enough for him to be so shocked that he let go.

"I told you to pretend it wasn't there, okay? Why did you bring it up again?"

"Because I'm worried, Noo-"

"Don't say it. Only my friends can call me that. If you were my friend, you wouldn't have asked about my eye after I told you not to." There was a pause as she clenched her fists and spun around, shakily making her way down the hall slowly so that she had the time to regain her composure.

"Maybe it wasn' nice teh say somefink after yew said teh no' teh," Stu slowly followed her, his arms crossed over his chest as he tried to keep himself calm and not freak out, "but I don' fink it's nice tha' yew don' wan' meh to be worried about' yew."

"Stuart, you have nothing to be worried about-" He came quickly to her and placed a hand upon her cheek, his thumb being right underneath her eye.

"Then wot is t'is? I'm dumb sometimes, bu' I'm not a total idiot. Somefink 'appened."

"Nothing happened, now leave it alone!" She yelled, furious at him as she ran down the stairs. He was about to chase after her, but then he stopped in his tracks and just let her be. She took off out the door, and he watched as Jaya left after her, equally worried about her friend storming off like that.

He felt entirely hopeless, he knew something was wrong. Something very, very bad was happening to his little love, otherwise she wouldn't have that bruise, and she wouldn't be so fragile in talking about it.

He had to know what was happening.

And he would not rest until he knew.

I hope the whole kiss scene wasn't rushed, I really wanted them to kiss but I didn't want it to be too fast, you know? They have only known each other a few days. I hope I gave enough excuses as to why they're kissing already. If not, oh well.

I'm gonna hurry up and post this now so my friend can get to sleep.

I succeeded in making three chapters in a row named after Beatles songs! Yay!

Btw why the heck is there no Beatles fanfictions? I would go berzerk in that section.

Maybe that's why it doesn't exist. I mean, there is a section for TV commercials, but not The Beatles. Really. Like. Really.

Okay I'm out!

R&R!

-The Symmetricalist