18 June 1962.
ALLIE: Tonight is the night. I can feel it in my veins, there’s no need to question it. Tonight is the night when I will give myself completely to Paul, absolutely no limits.
In other words, I’m going to have sex with him.
He turned twenty today. What better birthday gift could his girlfriend give him than herself? I can’t think of one myself. I didn’t tell him that’s what I was planning to do, but I’m sure he’s figured it out, or at least has an idea.
I’m so nervous. It’s mid-afternoon and I won’t even see him for a few more hours, but I can’t suppress the intense feeling of both excitement and apprehension in my chest. It’s a Monday, which means Dad is on the base (he won’t be home this week at all, he’s got a whole crop of new recruits to get through), and Mother is in America planning the rest of the wedding details and won’t be back till after the wedding in three weeks (I have to fly over in two weeks and I’m dreading it), so I’m free to do whatever I desire without fear of getting caught. Life is good at the moment.
The group considered having a birthday party tonight at the club for Paul, but they decided against doing so since it would likely be crashed by a bunch of the usual lunatic fans. I’ve noticed that Lucy hasn’t turned up at the club in about a month. Strange, we don’t even speak anymore. I wonder if she picked up on the fact that Paul and I are together. Likely so.
I sighed and continued staring out my bedroom window, so many thoughts swimming through my mind that I could barely concentrate on anything. I hope I’m making the right decision regarding tonight. I will have to be extremely careful, though. One little mistake and it’s not like I’ll be able to hide I’ve slept with someone after about three months have passed, if you know what I mean. Guys have it made- they don’t have to have the evidence under their sweaters in the event of a slip-up.
I wonder if Paul has even considered sleeping with me himself. It’s not a subject we have discussed- I’m too nervous to bring it up and he’s much too polite and gentlemanly to force the idea on me. I know John gives him fits about still not having slept with anyone yet (John rather candidly discusses his and Cyn’s relations whenever he gets the chance), so part of me wants to do this for him so that John will shut up and get off his back.
But I mainly want to do it for me, and for Paul… for us as a couple. To cement our love for each other. We need this more than either of us even realizes.
PAUL: I know exactly what Allie has on her mind, and I’m excited and slightly afraid. I know she wants us to consummate our relationship tonight, in honor of my twentieth birthday. She doesn’t have to say it, I can read that in her expressions. It’s quite obvious that is what is on her mind.
I stood in front of the mirror, straightening my tie and combing my hair into place. Epstein is holding a small dinner for the group at his home for my birthday. I asked him if I could bring Allie, but he declined the request, saying he only wanted it to be the group and him. John wanted to bring Cyn but that got shot down too. I think Epstein has a thing for us. It’s no secret he’s gay, and he pays an awful lot of attention to us all, John especially. None of us are gay, of course, so I’m sure he’s very disappointed we aren’t returning the signals. Oh well…
Allie called earlier and asked if she could come to my apartment after dinner. I know why, too, so I naturally said yes. I offered to pick her up, but she said her father had given her permission to use her mother’s car that week. I’m expecting her around ten. This should be a night to remember…
ALLIE: It’s nine-twenty and I’m ready to leave. I’ve packed a small bag with a few things in case he does want me to stay over for the night. I put my bag and purse in the car, made sure the house was locked up, and got in the vehicle. My hand was shaking as I cranked the ignition. I was getting nervous again.
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