I slipped on the black dress, complete with my stockings and heels. My hair let down and a touch of makeup on my face. I was fixing my blush as Stu walked out of the bathroom in his black clothes. Nice suite coat with a plain black shirt underneath. Black suede shoes and jeans. I walked over and brushed his shoulder off and back to the mirror.

"Molly?"

"Hmm?"

"You look beautiful. As always." He said quietly. I blushed.

"Thank you. We should get going."

He nodded and grabbed his car keys, reaching for my hand. I intertwined my fingers with his as we left the building.
..
The art shows were always at a small gallery that worked with the college. It was small and had drafts everywhere. The dim lights only shined on the art. Other art students and beatniks standing around, enjoying the scenery.

Stu and I held hands, walking around and taking in the art scene. It was so calm and beautiful. I loved every moment of it. Usually I'd be off in some club, waiting for a band to begin. In many ways I missed those days. But I couldn't imagine being anywhere else but with Stu.

"There's the man who wants to make an offer." Stu pointed across the room to an older gentlemen, smoking a cigar and in a nice suit.

"He sure looks like he'll pay a lot. Lets sucker him yeah?"

He laughed and looked at me. "Molly I...I'm sorry for earlier. I never should have raised my voice at you. You have no idea how terrible I feel."

I pressed my finger on his lips. "It's over with. It's just you and me. I love you."

"I love you too. Come on." He kissed my cheek and led me across the room.
...

We left the club at seven, excited and full of cash. Sitting in the car, we couldn't believe our luck.

"This is twice the amount I've ever gotten!" Stu said, looking into the envelope of money.

"Goes to show how much of a talented artist you are. Hard work pays off." I kissed his cheek.

"Yeah. We can buy a bed now. We should run away. Take this money, sell what we can to add up. We'll fly to Paris. America! Live in the Village and get married."

"Stuart you're so sweet. That'd be a dream. We need to finish our classes though."

He sighed. "I want to do something crazy with this money. I know you say you're comfortable but....I can tell you miss your old life. The music, the outings. Being young and driving people mad. I think we both need to do something a bit...unorthodox."

"Like?" I asked.

He just smiled and leaned over, giving me a deep kiss.
...

"Happy Birthday!" Everyone screamed as we entered the apartment. Stu smiled and ran a hand through his hair.

"Heya. I thought you lot forgot about me."

"How could we forget about little ol Stu? Come here." John hugged him. Our eyes meeting. The kiss from earlier flashing through my mind. Cynthia came over and pulled my arm as she talked happily.

"How was the show??" She asked.

"It was great. Stu's painting sold and..got quite a penny for it."

She nodded. "Look um, I just want to thank you for everything. I know it's been a few months but, you really saved mine and John's relationship. We've been better than ever."

I smiled. "Yeah no problem. I'm really happy for you."

"Well, I better get back to John now. Talk later huh?"

I nodded and watched her walk off back to John who was having a drink with Paul. He pulled her to him and kissed her. His eyes meeting mine.

"What have you gotten yourself into?"

I jumped and turned to see George beside me, handing me a beer. I took it and sighed.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not blind Moll. I saw the look on yours and Lennon's face just now. What's happened?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

He gave me a knowing look. I broke.

"John kissed me earlier. While we were buying Stu's cake and decorations."

"And??"

"I kissed him back. Only for a few seconds but I stopped it."

"Christ Molly."

"I stopped it George. I can't be unfaithful to Stuart. I love him and we've been true to one another. What would he even think if he found out??"

"Well let's hope he never does find out. Look um, even though we 'aven't seen or been around one another this close in awhile...you look happy. Genuinly happy with your life. You're not that girl next door anymore." He smiled.

I blushed. "Aww Harrison. Don't flatter me."

"It's true love. I'm glad you found Stuart. Everyone deserves someone to be happy with."
"What about you George? Are you happy?"

He shrugged and took a drink of his beer. "I have music. That's what I need to be focusing on if I want to help this band succeed."

I smiled and kissed his cheek. "I love you George. You've always been there for me. From the beginning. You've saved my life in more ways than you may think."

He blushed and looked at his feet. "Come around the clubs more yeah? It'd sure mean a hell of a lot to us and...seeing you there in the front of the crowd gives me some comfort."

"I will. I promise."

He nodded and squeezed my hand. "Great party turn out."

"Thanks for coming."

Tiffany ran over and put a party hat on George's head. I laughed and kissed his cheek.

"You're so cute!" Tiffany giggled, grabbing his hand and leading him to the kitchen. I just watched and walked over to Stu who was talking to John. He wrapped an arm around my waist and held me tight.

"...all I'm sayin, we need a bass player and with all that money ye got, maybe you can look into buying an instrument. Become one of us!" John said enthusiastically.

"John I don't even know how to play. I'm fuckin rubbish my fingers will get all cracked."

"Fuck that. Come on Sutcliffe. Try somethin new huh?"

Stu stayed silent and looked down at me. "I dunno..."

"Just think about it. Most blokes would kill for a position like this." John blew smoke in the air from his cig and took Cyn with him over to Paul.

"So?" I asked

"Let's not discuss it right now. Enjoy the party first."

I nodded and leaned up, kissing him. "Happy Birthday baby."

He smiled and pecked my lips. "I love you."

"I love you too."
..

The party was such a load off everyone's minds. We ate cake, talked, listened to records and mingled. Luckily everyone helped to clean up and left over cake was given away to each person. I snuck George two extra pieces and thanked everyone for coming.

"Great turn out that was." Stu said, drying his damp hair as we got out of the shower. I let the towel around my body drop and wrapped my arms around him from behind. I tugged on the waistband of his towel, pulling it off.

"Touch me Stuart. Please." I whispered as he turned around to face me. He cupped my face into his hands and kissed me hungrily. We backed up against the wall and broke apart when the lights went out. The candles giving the room an orange glow. I smiled and kissed him again, his hands all over me as we made our way to the matress.

I laid back and watched up kiss my toes, up my feet, my legs, my stomach, to my lips. I giggled and let his tongue enter my mouth. We lost breath and let our hands roam.

"Oh baby." I whispered as he sucked on my breasts. My body loving every moment of his touch. I sat up and brought his face to mine. Our kissing getting heated as I opened my legs and let him in.
..

"My god." We both breathed as we layed on our backs. A thin layer of sweat covered our bodies. The windows steamed from the heat in the room. The cool rain out hitting the glass as I cuddled in his arms under the blankets.

"That was amazing baby." I smiled, kissing his chest. He sighed.

"Fuck it's been awhile since you've said that."

I giggled and hugged him tighter. "I think those pills have calmed that stress level of yours. My Stuey baby is back."

He laughed and rubbed my back. "Molly? If I asked something a bit crazy....would you hear me out?"

"You know I would. Ask away."

"Let's take the rest of the week off. I want us to get married right away."

I looked at him. "Stuart...are you sure?"

"Would you do it?"

I smiled and leaned in, pecking his lips slowly. "Will we tell anyone?"

"Not right away. Then we can go down to the music shop and...I can buy the bass guitar John's been bugging me about."

I smiled and sat up. "Are you taking his offer??"

"I want to do this. John's right. I need to do something to get me mind off college. You love rock n roll and you know the music. You can help me and be my groupie." He smiled. I giggled and layed back down, wrapping my arms around him.

"I love you so much Stuart. I'm the luckiest girl in the world to be with such a perfect man."

"So is that yes to my proposal?"

"That's a definite yes Sutcliffe. We'll get up early morning, dress up, get ourselves married, get you that bass and join the band. Tomorrow, I'm marrying a rockstar." I smiled to myself.
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