"No! definitely not!" Louise paced the beach in front of a line of Beatles. The fans were well off now, down by the shore no one daring to come near Louise.
"Did you threaten them?!" George nodded toward the waves, giving the girls a small wave, a scream went up instantly.
"She threatened them with my beheading" John looked up from his seat in the sand gazing at the girl that singlehandedly fought off fans with words. "And it wasn't the one attached to my neck if you get my drift"
"Oh boo hoo. They thought I meant that one" Louise scowled at Paul as John ran a hand up her leg "Whatever are you on Paul... thinking I could or would be in the movie ..." Louise remembered the night before and Mary-Jane "...don't answer that"
"I'm not on drugs Louise" Paul rolled his eyes at her openly, causing Lou to put her hands on her hips and straighten to full height.
"Don't do that Louise" John poked her knee and stood up, shaking the pins and needles from his legs
"Why not?"
"Because darlin" John sighed and ran his eye over his wife's attributes "your tits stick out even more"
"Stop being so crass, John"
"Stop being so beguiling, Louise"
"I'm beguiling?"
"Of course, you are" John took liberty and sank his fingers gently around Lou's hips leaning in to touch her lips to steal kiss. The fingers of his right hand feeling their way over her bum, pulling her closer John looked over her shoulder "God girl, all those fans are shooting daggers! This is great! "
"I don't care" Louise smiled blissfully as John caressed her cheeks.
"Come back to bed"
"She can't"
I can't?"
You can't"
"Geez Paul way to squash my love life" Lou grumbled into Johns neck.
"We need to do that scene or Dick will self-destruct. Come on Louise be a sport"
"Then I get John?" Lou leant into John and smiled before kissing his lips sweetly.
"Then you get John"
"Hold up don't you have to man handle her for the whole song" John spun about and watched Paul walking away before waking to the fact that Paul was actually walking away from him, nobody walks away from John. "Stop Paul .... Don't you man- handle the girl?"
"Oh you read that bit then, bully for you.... I lift her up a bit, no prob. Not like she weighs anything is it now" John was stood on the bottom step hands on hips staring into Paul. The fucker was on the prowl again, I can feel it in me bones John thought as he frowned. Well not me bones me heart, yea daggers in my heart, no in my back, yea stabbed in the back.
"Thanks for the compliment Paulie" Lou caught up to them as Richy pulled George from the water's edge, they were now being engulfed in fans. "Nice you noticed I lost some weight" Paul stopped mid stride and looked pointedly at Lou then her belly which was flat as a tack and back to her eyes.
"Paullllll" Louise growled low in warning, he was in dangerous territory looking at her like that.
"Pick you up no drama luv!" Paul ignored her growl, breaking eye contact with her stare but not before John had finished witnessing the scene, reading it entirely wrong "John it's not like I'm having a kissing scene or anything"
"Well you are lucky then, aren't you Paul" John deadpanned.
"Whys that?"
"Because we would be looking for a new bass guitarist wouldn't we"
*******
"So what do I wear?" Louise stood in the kitchen and carefully tossed a pill back while John looked for his socks.
"Just wear the cossie Louise. They'll have a wardrobe of gear for you. Dress-ups!" Paul smiled as he pulled a sock out of the back of the couch, then pulled on some elastic that wouldn't give til he stood up from the seat. A bra popped out in his hand.
"Hey! That's where it went. John! Paul found my bra!"
"Hip hip hooray" John walked in with a smoke and a scowl.
"What's up your arse?" Paul swung the bra about.
"Stop touching Lou's bras" Taking Louise by the hand he led her past Paul, grabbed the bra and kept walking to the bedroom.
"We can't do it with them lot standing around waiting John"
"Just sit on the bed I'm not having me way"
"Why not!?"
"Because I'm not"
"Why!? Because of them girls isn't it?!" Louise grumbled and went to stand up to exit the room in a tizz.
John laid a hand on Lou's shoulder and pushed her back down on the bed "Not them. We need to shove off that's all. I just wanted you to wear something over your cossie babe" Pulling open her drawer John lifted up a few bits and pieces of Lou's clothes "Can't be down on the set with twenty or thirty blokes with you running about looking like that. That's all"
"John... Evie's two soon..."
"Yea time has certainly flown" Flopping on the bed with his white beach towelling jacket, John decided Lou needed at least a cuddle, they lay quietly staring at the ceiling fan. "You'll be able to do heaps soon, when she's off to school. No more nappies and crying in the midnight hour. Won't that be a treat" Squeezing her gently in solidarity, Louise plastered on a smile.
"Would you like her to have a brother or sister, one day?"
"Oh, I don't know. Lots of work all that and the fighting... can you imagine us refereeing a gaggle of kids. Nah Evie will have heaps of cousins on your side. My sisters might have kids soon too, well give 'em a few more year, Julia is only, what? 16 Years old"
"Come on you two, we need to get down the set" George stood in the doorway watching his sisters face, something was up with her, something weird, like the time she pretended to eat asparagus then hid it under his bed- didn't find the mess till a week later when he pulled on his shoe. "What's the long face for Louise?"
"Oh nothing George, just a bit tired, I guess"
Louise sat up and did everything she could not to look at John. Which included pulling the entire contents of her shirt drawer out to see what was suitable for a very-slightly-pregnant-with-non-wanting-another-child-husband person. John kissed her cheek and wandered out to stand waiting for the motor with the lads.
"She alright?" Paul inquired, the look of bemusement on Johns face as he fled their boudoir had him asking, maybe Lou was right to be a tad skittish about another kid.
"Yea" then John shouted over his shoulder "Lou hurry up will yo-"
"I'm here, keep your chastity belt on, please" Louise wore a pretty yellow sundress that clipped her thighs and left her shoulders free.
John smiled after the lass, watching her bounce a bit as she scooted down the stairs. Neil and Mal each collecting a kiss as she stood by the car fluffing her hair out from the loose braid she had left it in overnight, the results made her look stunning and she didn't even have a mirror.
Settling her on his lap he only just realised she had been evading his eyes, each time he had turned to her she looked away, perhaps the vista as they drove was slightly better than my mug John mused but he wasn't so sure that that was it entirely ever since they lay on the bed he hadn't felt her eyes flutter over him as was the case usually.
Usually as soon as those orbs blessed him he knew, happiness or hate, he knew she was looking, watching, wondering but not today, not yet any hap. She was not looking or casting a glance his way at all.
"Louise, we're here" John jiggled her a little and watched her wake from the cloud of thought she resided in, now I know what the term 'so close yet so far' means.
"What?"
"Up and out luv"
"Oh, Oh hi Brian" Louise took Brian's hand and scooted out of the car to stand, hands on hip and look about the place they had arrived at.
Not a grain of sand in sight. Black rocks fled toward the sea from the car park the crew of film makers were set up in. The small short bushes that surrounded the area were clipped and neat with a few opening s here and there for the party to navigate to get closer to the water.
"Makeup" a lady clapped her hands and four Beatles jogged or meandered after her with Brian hot on their heels. Lou shrugged and followed so she didn't look like a tourist gawking about....