Author's Note: Another one by the lovely Emily!
Drunken John
"No, John, for the last bloody time, I do NOT 'ave a thing for Courtney," Paul growled as he dragged John out of the bar.
John and Courtney had gotten into a spat and John, of course, had resorted to drowning his anger in alcohol. And, as his best mate, it was Paul's duty to take care of the pissed Lennon.
"Good, cosh if yeh did, 'd have shum awful strong wordsh to shay to ye, Macca," he slurred, pointing in Paul's general direction.
"So 've heard," Paul growled.
He and John continued, Paul walking and John stumbling, until they reached a familiar rowhouse.
"'sh not me flat, Paul," John said, not recognizing the place in his pissed stupor.
"No, no 's not," Paul growled, rapping on the door.
Before too long, a tall blonde girl appeared at the door, her eyes widening at the sight of John.
"'es yer problem, now," Paul said and flew down the street, John falling over in the absence of his support.
Courtney sighed and bent down, helping John to his feet.
"'e better not haffe a thing for ye. 'd haffe to murder 'is arshe," John muttered.
Courtney chuckled.
John woke up with a splitting headache…
And fingers running through his hair? He opened his eyes a bit, finding his head in Courtney's lap, looking up at her.
She gave a half-smile. "Morning," she whispered.
"Mornin," he replied. He wished he could wake up like this everyday.
"Look, John, about last nigh-"
John put a finger up to her lips. "Shh. Never happened, yeah?"
Courtney sighed, continuing to rake her fingers through his mop. "John, I just… I'm sorry…"
John reached up and took her preoccupied hand. "'m sorry, too, love. Can ye forgive me?"
Courtney gave him a smile and nodded. He grinned back before kissing her hand. He would have continued, but his headache was bloody murder on him.
"Jus… don't leave, okay?" he said, eyes half-lidded with exhaustion and hangover.
"Sure, I don't have anywhere to be," Courtney replied, about to back to stroking his head, but John held onto her hand.
"No, I meant… don't leave me… ever…" he muttered.
Courtney smiled at the man on her lap. He really was a wonderful man at heart.
"Never."