Chapter 15; 

*Eloise's POV*

I sat on the soft bed, waiting for John to get off the phone with Brian and Paul. After the fight they had, Paul called apologizing, John didn't want to accept it... But after we talked about it he decided too. And I know it'll take awhile for them to get back to the way they were again, but they're best friends and a best friend is hard to find. 

"Hey," John says, setting the phone down and coming towards me. "Why don't we go for a walk on the beach, yeah? I've got some things I want to talk to you about love." 

"Alri' let me get my jacket." I said, standing up as John handed me my leather jacket. I put my hand in his once I get it on and smile. "Lets go then."

"Look, Eloise. There's something I want to tell you." John started off, breathing in and out his cigarette after we'd been walking awhile. I was happy to be there with him.

"Go 'ed." I told him as the tide came up, hitting my bare feet.

"Well, after you woke up... You didn't really ask about yer past ye know? I think ye thought you've got it all figured out, but there's some stuff ye've got to know." John said, sounding urgent. I didn't even want to think, I just listened. "Once, you went to America... we lost contact, we both had tried to write. But the bloody mail and all. So, you were working in the same Hotel I was stayin' and we met back up. B-but you left, and you only contacted Paul and George."

"Why?" I asked, there had to be some conscious reason why I left John and why I wouldn't speak to him. I tried as hard as I could to think of the reason, but my head pounded with the new information and me trying to think back to memories that I didn't have.

"We-I was drunk. Th-the bloody bird kissed me. I promised I didn't do it, but you left. Without me even letting myself explain. I thought you died, Eloise. That's what they told me, they told me you were dead. And I fucking mourned forever. So you came back to London, and look at you. How much you've changed, I barely recognized you, but I felt something that I thought I could only feel around you. You lied and said your name was Michelle." John said the last part quietly, as his hand had a tight grip on my own, I could here his voice breaking.

"Why did I do that? H-how did you find out it was me." I asked as unnoticed tears fell on my cheeks.

"You weren't datin' m-me. You were with Ringo... And after they took you to the hospital, and identified... I found out."

"So you lied to me." I asked softly, my hand going limp in his, I couldn't yell at him I felt as if I'd shatter if I did. I could feel goose bumps rise all over my bare skin. "H-how long were you going to keep this from me? We're you just gonna string me along and pretend that you loved me? Pretend that this... this lie was how my life was, that everything was back to normal?"

"Y-you don't think I love you?! Eloise, what bloody else could cause me to do something like this? I never wanted to hurt you, I thought of all the things I could've done to stop that girl. But I couldn't go back in time and that's the worst damn thing. I loved you like mad and I still do! When I met you, God, I thought I had finally found someone who made me feel the way you did. But it's just you Eloise. It's always been you."  John said pulling me into his arms, and kissing me softly on the lips. "It's always been you."

"J-John," I cried into his chest, not knowing how to react. I felt angry, stupid, sad, and in love. I hit his shoulders with my palms until he grabbed my hands. "Why does it 'ave to be so hard."

"Love is hard, darling." John said, as he pulled my chin up to look at him, I watched as tears strayed from his eyes and down his cheeks. "But it's worth it, yer worth it. Every hardship there has and ever will be. Yer worth it. And I can't let you go."

"And I don't want to let you go... but with everything that's happened, maybe we're just like the moon and the waves, that push and pull against each other."

"And why would you want something normal? There would be no life, without movement and change love. And some-somehow you always manage to surprise me. Yer new and crazy and fantastic and beautiful and I'm so completely in love with you." John spoke softly, making goose bumps really rise all over. I smiled as I kissed his cheek softly, which was wet with tears.

"If you love me, prove it." I whispered.

"How?" John asked grabbing my waist gently.

I giggled at his quick movements and put my hands over his own, barely pulling them off mine, "Catch me!" I shouted, leaving his grasp and running down the beach, back the way we came.

"Gotcha!" He laughed in my ear, as he pulled his arms around my waist and threw me over his shoulder. I giggled as I hit his back begging to get down. "Nope! I caught ya." He told me before we entered the hotel, getting strange looks from all the other Hotel Goers, which were upside down to me. Not that I cared about them. I was happy with John and that’s all that really matters. 

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((Two Years Later)) 

I stepped back to look at the two finished paintings. "I'm done." I called, starring at the abstract pieces feeling more than contempt with them. They were for a very special client and I was ecstatic to be able to see their face when they get it. 

"Ay'," George said entering the room first, eating a biscuit. "Sometime's I can never tell the way these things are 'supposed to hang." 

"Hey!" I said elbowing his side. 

"If you would let me finish. OW!!! But, I can always tell with yours. It's not exactly abstracted. It looks great love. Come 'ed in!" George said, calling the rest in. 

"Ellie!" Charlie said, her mouth hanging open making me laugh. 

"I love it!" Amelia finished for her. "I'm guessing mine's on the right, right?" 

"John!" I said, as he came over towards me. "Why'd you tell 'er? It was goin' to be a surprise but I guess it's not anymore." 

"Darlin'," John said, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my cheek. "I 'ave no clue 'ow ye kept any secrets with 'er! She could kill someone with 'er glares. And anyways, I didn't tell 'er what it looks like, just what side it was on." 

"I love it, so much." Charlie said, smashing me in a huge hug. "Whoops. Sorry baby." She said, holding my stomach and giggling. 

"Thank you so much, I'm sure Ringo will love it." Amelia said giving me a tight squeeze. 

And in that moment, and like many others with all my friends, and growing family I was smiling like an idiot, happy to be where I was. Nothing could get better. With, a little one on the way, married to the guy I've loved since I could remember and being with friends. I still haven't regained my full memory, but I've been told vivid memories from everyone who was around. Love and happiness will always find a way in, if you keep the gates open. 

A/N: 

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