A/N: I have nothing much to say, so...enjoy :)
Prudence looked at the doctor while holding both of her hands tightly. She hoped she wasn't pregnant. The doctor took off his glasses, pursed his lips, and sighed.
"Ms. Lester," he began slowly, "you're pregnant."
She looked at him with both of her eyes wide opened. She blinked a few times, and her brain was trying to process the doctor's answer.
Ms. Lester, you're pregnant. His voice echoed in her head. She probably won't get some sleep tonight.
She managed a smile, and stood up from the chair. "Thank you for telling, Doctor," she said kindly. "I will see you again next week."
She got out from the doctor's office, and walked down the street with a sad look on her face.
I can't believe I'm pregnant! How am I going to tell my parents? How will they react? Will they be ashamed of me? And how am I going to Oxford with the baby on the way? She thought all of this as she walked home.
She was greeted by John when she got in. He stood before her with a questioning look on his face. He held both of her hands tightly, and looked deep into her electric blue eyes.
"What did he say?" he asked with his rough husky voice.
"He says I'm pregnant," she said with a straight face, and shook her head. She grinned. "John, I'm pregnant! Isn't it wonderful?"
He looked at her with a puzzled look on his face, and then he understood what she was talking about. She was trying to think positively. He lifted her off her feet, and spun her around.
"Yes, it is a wonderful news!" he agreed with a grin, and set her down. He pulled out a diamond ring from his pocket, and showed it before her face.
She gasped. "John, it's too early for a proposal!" she said.
He shook his head. "I don't care," he said, and knelt down on his knee. "Only Prudence Lester, will you please marry me?"
She grinned, and hugged him. She planted kisses all over his face, and then on his lips. Tears were on her lovely eyes, and she pushed a stray of hair behind her ear.
"I will marry you, John," she said softly.
He picked her up, and carried her bridal-style to the bedroom. He set her down on the bed, and he lied down on top of her. He trailed kisses from her lips, to her cheek, and then down to her neck. She gasped as he nibbled the skin of her neck, and she looked at the closed bathroom door. She smiled of the pleasure of John's lips on her neck.
He hung his head not far from hers, and they looked into each other's eyes deeply. Her chest gently rose as she took her breath. He smiled at her.
"I love you, Prudence," he said softly. "I love you more than anything in the world…and I always will."
She smiled at him, and stroked his soft auburn hair. "I love you, too, John," she said. "I will love you forever and ever!"
They made love afterwards with the bedroom door wide opened. No one was there in the flat but them, anyway. He rolled over next to her when they were done, and they caught their breaths. He looked at her as took deep breaths. Her eyes were on the ceilings, and her mouth was opened as she panted. His eyes went down, and he saw her breasts. Her breasts were neither that big nor flat—they were just fine. Her chest rose gently as she took each of her breaths deeply. He lied down on his side, and looked at her. She looked at him without moving her body. He placed his hand on her face, and twirled the hair near her ear.
"You're beautiful, don't you know that, Prudence?" he said softly.
She smiled. "Now, I know," she said.
"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met," he said with a smile.
"Am I?"
"Yes."
"What makes you think so?"
"Well—you have the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen…perfect pair of lips, long eyelashes, clever brain, warm and gentle personality, and nice pair of tits."
She chuckled, and hit his arm playfully. "Oh, John," she sighed, and smiled at him. "Thank you, though."
"You're welcome." He said.
"You know…I had always knew that I was going to marry you, John…ever since I fell in love with The Beatles," she said slowly. "That faithful day when I fell in love with you is the best day ever." She smiled.
"And meeting you for the first time was the best day ever," he said. "I'm sorry that I was…sort of a jerk to you."
"It's all right," she said. "But girls like boys who drive them mad, don't they?"
Suddenly, the front door opened, and they saw Paul standing on the doorway of the bedroom. Prudence gasped, and covered her body and face with her blanket.
"Oi, Paul, can't you knock before you come in?" John asked.
"I'm sorry, John, I thought you weren't doing anything," said Paul, blushing heavily. "And besides, I'd seen her naked before."
"Gee, that sounds much better."
"Hi, Prudence."
"Hi, Paul," she greeted back under the blanket with her eyes both closed, embarrassed about what just happened.
"Why are you here, Paul?" John asked.
"Just paying a visit, can't I do that?" Paul asked back.
"Well, next time, you should give me a call if you want to visit." Said John.
"Yeah, sure." Said Paul.
"Get out of here, McCartney!" John ordered.
When Prudence heard the front door closing, she stuck her head out off the blanket, and she laughed with John.
"That was embarrassing!" she said, laughing.
"For you." He said, and planted a kiss on her nose.
A/N: Thanks for reading, everyone! Don't forget to review! I'm really tired tonight, and that's why I have nothing much to say. Have a wonderful day :)