Last night was so... Perfect. I smiled as I snuggled closer to Scott.
Scott looked down at me. He smiled, "Morning beautiful" He hoarsely said.
I smirked, "Morning." I kissed his cheek.
Scott and I sat up, "Last night was...."
"Amazing" I said, finishing Scott's sentence.
Scott smiled at me, "It was" He gently said, kissing my lips.
"When are yer parents coming back 'ome?" I asked.
Scott shrugged, "In the afternoon." He smiled at me.
Scott pulled me closer to him, as he kissed my neck.
I giggled, "Scott, I should put some clothes on"
Scott bit his lip, "Oh, but I like this look on ya" He said, biting my neck.
I laughed, "Come off it!" I gently pushed him off of me.
Scott pouted, "Alright.."
I smirked, "Yer messy 'air makes ya look sexy" I winked at him as I put my shirt on.
I bent down to grab my jeans.
Scott whistled, "And that arse of yer's makes ya look sexy too..."
I quickly straightened back up. I turned around, as my face heated up.
Scott shrugged and looked at me innocently.
"Oh, sod off" I mumbled.
Scott chuckled, putting his clothes on.
"I think ya with just a bra on is lovely. Screw the shirt, just leave it off" Scott played with my bra straps.
I chuckled, "I can't do that in public, Scottie."
"Well then, let's make that only for me" He seductively said.
I laughed, "You dog!" I playfully whacked him.
Scott smirked, pulling me close to his side.
"Scott!" I wined.
"Nope, we're going to just cuddle.. I don't want ya to leave so soon.." Scott nuzzled his head on my neck.
I giggled, "But Sco-"
"Nope." He kissed my lips.
"Yer staying." Scott smiled pleasantly at himself.
"Isn't this like rape?" I chuckled softly.
Scott shrugged, "It's not rape if ya like it" Scott said as he began tickling me.
"Scott!!! SCOTTIE! STOP!" I laughed.
"Not until ya say you'll stay!" He laughed, tickling me.
I shook my head as I laughed, "No! N-HA!"
"Come on!" Scott chuckled.
"F-Fine!" I laughed.
Scott stopped tickling me as he pulled me back to his side again.
"I must admit, this is nice.." I said.
Scott smirked, "Told ya."
John's POV:
I slowly opened my eyes. Morning came by so quickly, last night seemed too fast. I had my arms wrapped around Yoko as she slept.
"Yoko? Are you up?" I whispered.
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How Do You Sleep? (A John Lennon Fanfic)
Teen FictionJulia Lennon, the child of Cynthia Powell and John Lennon. When her parents get divorced how much of an affect does it cause her to not have a father's guide in life? WARNING: STRONG LANGUAGE!