𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟏𝟗𝐭𝐡 𝟏𝟗𝟔𝟎
Peter wasn't silly . Thats what Martie thought when she convinced herself to be his girlfriend. He didn't wear a silly quiff like most of the boys his age , He only ever wore a silly leather jacket when it was cold , and took it off in the soldering hot like a normal person , he was handsome , oh god we was handsome , and dad liked him . He wasn't silly.
"Don't you think its a bit weird though?.." peter Buggslowe said fiddling around with the cigarette that he had been considering lighting for the past ten minutes , as he leant against the wall outside the art college , considering weather to attend or not . He did a lot of considering.
"What that she fancies Elvis?" Stuart Suttcliffe scoffed , shuffling his shoes around the pavement, waiting for his mate to stop considering so he could actually get some work done .
"Yeah, i mean ... its not even like she fancies him y'know, like she really fancies him." Peter said emphasising the 'really' in his sentence , as he stressed into the cigarette as if he was venting to the cig and not stuart .
"Dunno, lotta birds fancy him" he said scratching the back of his neck , then turning to see a very late john Lennon slumping down the pavement. "Ay there he is." He chirped and peter looked up from his cigarette, after what felt like eternity .
Peter wasn't really mates with john , he was mates with a mate of johns , but he wasn't mates with john .
He found him quite irritating , like he always had to annoy someone , or he was just extremely immature for his age .
Peter went to Grove Belle and John went to Quarry Bank , so they only really met each other at college, and being that the first time peter met him john called him peter rabbit ,he wasn't too fond of the guy.
"Late again Lennon." Stu said wrapping an arm around his shoulders as all three of them walked through the gates , john groaned . "Sound like Mr Hathaway." He rolled his eyes stubbing out his cigarette.
"Or mimi ." He groaned , looking over at peter who was following along , "so ya shagging McCartneys sister are ya Bugsy?" He said with grin , there it goes , irritation .
Peter sighed in annoyance , john knew how easy it was to crawl under his skin and practically live there at this point , so he kept digging .
"Bet shes in for a reyt treat if shes dating a rabbit , dya get at her like a rabbit anorl?" John said swerving around stuart to walk by peters side .
Peter scowled at him "ay come on Lennon." He grumbled .
"Leave him Johnny." Stuart said wacking the top of his head with the tip of his fingers making him dramatically whine .
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"So what about Eddie Kallon ?" Martie asked with an eager grin , she laid on her stomach , on her still very much single bed , her legs in the ear swinging about like a dog wagging its tail .
Howie sat at her vanity as she spoke , for the past hour martie had been asking his opinion on half the boys in merseyside, ever since he told martie he liked boys , she had been treating it as if she had just gotten a baby sister , she knew she had to treathim normally , and she did , but she couldn't help this time , it was too entertaining.
"He's alright.." Howie smiled sheepishly , he knew , and so did she , that hardly any boy there age would admit or even be queer , but they liked to think hypothetically.
"Just alright?! Y'know i think he's quite handsome." Martie said giggling .
"Martie! Dont let peter hear you say that!" Howie laughed , and so did martie .
The past month had been hard for the both of them , especially Howie . It was almost as if one person knowing about his sexuality was even harder than when no one knew about his sexuality, he liked it , that he had a chip off his shoulder, like a great big weight on his back that he had been carrying around .
But it was still hard , he felt like he had to act on it , like he had to find someone like him , and spend the rest of his life with them in the deepest darkest part of the amazon rainforest, particularly because spending his life with someone of the same gender , in any part of the world in the 50s was horribly frowned upon .
"John Lennon?" Martie Said with a roguish look
John Lennon , Howie thought, where to begin , "dunno." He shrugged looking at the magazines on his lap . Maybe another time.
"Ay i like that ." He said switching the subject as he pointed at denim jacket in his charm magazine.
Martie squinted as she looked at it , then she extended her hand "pass us it." She said as he chucked it to her .
"Yer as blind as a bat you are." Howie said grinning at her squinting deathly into the page .
"I am not." She scowled chucking the magazine back .
"Ay Y'know who is blind as a bat!" Martie smirked bouncing her eyebrows playfully.
"Bloody shut up will ya ! He's got a girlfriend!" Howie said scowling and moving his gaze back to the magazine.
"I know and i like Cyn." Martie said laying down on her back and resting her head on her hands .
"Exactly." Howie said aggressively flicking through his magazine, "and he definitely doesn't swing that way." He murmured causing Martie to scoff out laughing.
"Your joking aren't you!" Martie giggled .
Howie raised his head to look at her , along with raising his eyebrow .
"God i expected it more from john than you to be honest!" She snorted in a flood of laughter .
"Ya think?" Howie said seriously.
"Definitely." She nodded smirking .
And suddenly they heard the front door shut , causing the two teenagers to straighten up as if they were just robbing a bank . There were certain rules , first rule , that didn't really count anymore, do not say the G word !
Rule number two , do not mention Howie's secret .
Rule number three , do not talk about any other boys than Elvis and the occasional James dean .
These all counted when anyone but them were in the house , if it was just those two they could go nuts on those topics , but majority of the time , it wasn't.
"Martini ! Martini !" A familiar john sounding voice echoed up the stairs , along with a rumble of footsteps and a familiar Paul sounding voice "Tinaaaaa" .
Both Howie and Martie shared annoyed looks as the two boys burst into her bedroom , "Howard!" John nodded at Howie , Howie swallowed and looked away , Howie hated when people called him Howard , John sort if knew that after knowing martina and her best friend for a while .
"Martini!" John said jumping onto Martina on the bed and practically squeezing her to death while Paul particularly perched on the bed .
Along with Marties unbothered expression and Howies awkward one , John released her and sat up straight with a cheeky grin .
"We have news." Paul smirked .
"Your pregnant?! With Johnny's baby!" Martie joked , returning a roll of the eyes off Paul .
"We're off to France . Or Germany . Or Spain!" Paul said and as he spoke it looked as if he was calculating it.
John wacked him on the head "your rambling McCartney" , then john turned back to Martie "we're probably going to go somewhere in Europe, with the band , hopefully make our big break." John said smiling proudly , but Martie didn't seem impressed.
She moved her gaze back to an excited Paul "and you've asked dad av ya?"
Pauls expression dropped "well . No .. but" paul quivered, it didn't seem like he thought of that part .
"Alright then I don't really care." She said flopping back down on her bed .
The two boys shared speechless expressions , getting off the bed and walking towards the door , "you'll care when we're filthy rich Martina Mary Mccartney." John smiled proudly before exiting .
Martie cringed at the use of her full name before yelling "i hope i do!"