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Unsuccessful Story - Part Five
johnpaul
lennez66 wrote in beatlesnmonkees
Here it is:

 

Peter lay down on my bed and I put my head on his chest. I felt like I was going to cry again, so I focused on anything else I could. I let my head rise and fall with his quiet breathing and I focused on the steady sound of his heartbeat. After some time, Peter spoke.

“Don’t leave tomorrow.”

“If I don’t, my parents will just come back here and get me themselves,” I said. “And that would be so much worse.”

Peter began to laugh.

“What’s so funny?” I lifted my head to see his face.

“Wow, we have great timing, don’t we? I mean, we just realize how we feel and now…now you have to leave!” His laughter was obviously covering up how upset he was, and his chuckles quickly began to turn into sobs.

“Peter, don’t cry!” I said, but I already could see tears rolling down his cheeks. Tears began to form in my eyes as well.

“What if I don’t get to speak to you…or even see you again?” he asked.

“Don’t worry, Pete. I think I have a way to work this out. You can write to me at my sister’s house. I’ll be staying there, since I don’t think I could stomach living in the same household as my parents. And we can call each other long distance once in a while.”

I tried to smile at him to convince him of this plan, and it must have worked, because he smiled back at me. I took his face in my hands and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around me tightly and pulled me on top of him. He started to kiss my neck and my heart was beating as fast as a hummingbird’s. I ran my hand up his chest to the collar of his shirt and unfastened the buttons. His strong hands gently pulled the tanktop I was wearing over my head and threw it on the floor. I rolled over on to my back and he kissed me, but then his soft lips moved to my neck, and continued to go lower…

I guess I lied to Micky after all.

*        *        *   

“Leah, baby, you have to get up. You have to go to the airport soon.”

I awoke to Peter’s soothing voice, a few kisses on my cheek, and his arms around my waist. I whined and stuck my head under the pillow.

“Great. Just great. Because I really want to leave L.A. now after last night…” I said from under the pillow.

“I don’t want you to leave either.” He said. I rolled over and snuggled up closer to him. I just wished time would stop right here.  After a short time, I finally got out of bed, put on my robe, grabbed some clothes, and headed off to the bathroom to take a shower. By the time I came out, the guys were sitting at the table quietly eating breakfast.

“Do you want anything to eat, Leah?” Davy asked.

“I’m not hungry. But thanks anyway. I think I’ll just get my luggage ready.”

I walked outside and put my luggage into the back of the Monkeemobile. I ran my hand along the side of it, touching the glossy red paint. I was even going to miss this car! I walked back into the house to say goodbye.

“I think we should head off to the airport, Peter.” I lump formed in my throat as I said this. I wrapped my arms around Micky and gave him a hug and a kiss goodbye on the cheek. I did the same thing to Davy and Mike. When I let go of Mike, I saw a single tear coming down his cheek. I have never seen him cry. I grabbed a tissue from my pocket and wiped it off his face. He smiled at me.

Peter and I got into the Monkeemobile and drove off. We didn’t talk during the ride. We were both at a loss for words. I looked out the window, taking in the sights of the city I was leaving behind. I let out a huge sigh and leaned my head against the window. Peter grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly.

I was accompanied by Peter to the gate. He took me into his arms and gazed into my eyes.

“Well…I guess this is goodbye…” He bit his lip to hold back tears. 

“No, it’s not. I’m coming back as soon as I can.”

“But…what about your parents?” Peter asked.

“Well, I don’t know, but I’m going to figure something out.”

“I love you, Leah.” My breathing stop for a second and my heart skipped a beat. No man had ever told me that he loved me.

“Oh Peter, I love you too!” I exclaimed and then began to sob into his shirt. He held me closer to him. I broke away from his embrace and unfastened my peace sign necklace from around my neck and put it into Peter’s hand.

“Just something to help you remember me,” I said.

“Trust me, Leah; I don’t need any help remembering you. You’re stuck in my mind forever. And I don’t mind that.”

He held me close one last time and kissed me. I couldn’t take any more of this. The longer I took getting on that plane, the harder it would be to leave him. I looked into his brown eyes one last time.

“Goodbye,” I said, and before he even had time to reply, I ran away to board my plane. I didn’t look back. It would have killed me to see the heartbreak on his face.






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this is too awesome for words.


<3333333



lol, I had to go back to see what Micky said again.

Like, I remembered, but I forgot exactly what he said.

Umm... .yeah. This story is too awesome, I might just explode!!

Aww, you're too sweet. *blushes*

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3

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