I woke up with a start, grasping the closest thing to me. "John!" I yelped, a sharp pain shooting through my arm. I looked around, relieved to be in my own room and not a hospital. I looked at the lump beside of me on the bed and as soon as I noticed it wasn't John, I kicked whoever it was, off my bed.

"Shi-Good morning to you too Kath." Stu said groggily, as he laid back down on my bed. "How's yer arm doin'?"

"Me arm?" I asked, quickly looking at my right, then left arm noticing the already stitched cut on my forearm. "Shit, how did this happen?"

"When Pete and John started to fight, ye fell against the sidewalk and railin'. Yer mum told me to bring ye on 'ome once she got ye all stitched up. And told me to remind you about dinner." Stu said calmly.

"Are they okay? Did I miss school? Did she 'ave to meet John like that?" I asked sadly, covering my face with my hands, but quickly cursing my hurt arm.

"John's alri' just a coupla stitches and a half broken. Pete... Wasn't so lucky, broken arm and a whole bunch of bruises. Right after we fired 'im. And yes, it's round five. Yer mum luckily wasn't able to get too 'im, she was too focused on ye. Yer welcome by the way." Stu laughed at my worried face.

"I need to get ready!" I said, quickly and carefully getting out of bed and walking towards my closet. I didn't have much time to spend with my mum so I wanted to make it a good time. "And why am I thankful for yer soddin' ass?"

"I watched after ye! And I made sure yer mum didn't get to John or Pete. Plus I didn't lie to mum, I just told 'er that ye fell on the porch, which is completely true." Stu said, standing up to help me with my wardrobe. "I think ye should wear this."

"This?" I question, holding the blouse from my pinkie. It was white and frilly and not one of my piece of clothing. "Where did you even find this?"

"Ay' its me sisters, i think yer gonna look great in it, yer mum would want ye in somethin' nice." Stu said, convincing me with every word. 

"Fine." I growled, pulling off my top and pulling the blouse over it. "I'll just wear these." I said looking at my pants. "Do I look okay?"

"Great. You look great Kat, as always. Do you, uh, want to see John again?" Stu asked me intently, stuffing his shoe. "He told me to ask ye'."

"I don't know Stu. Yeah, Pete is a wanker and 'ad it comin' but I didn't think John would do that, plus he hurt me in the process. I mean, at least Pete bloody wouldn't 'ave been embarrassed to be seen with me, you know?" I said as I paced around, I didn't want to think about this at the moment, I had dinner with mum soon.

"You know he's only tryin' to protect you. I've seen the way them girls act, Anna's one of 'em." Stu said, trying to calm me down. He pulled my down to the bed and starred at me. "Last night all he was worryin' 'bout was you. He kept sayin' tell Kat I'm sorry."

"I can't think about this right now. Please don't do this to me Stu." I said, covering my face with my hands.

"Don't worry 'bout it love. Yer mind is racked enough I bet." Stu joking, bumping my good arm.

"Just like yer girlfriend?" I joked, laughing so hard my lungs hurt.

"Ay' she's yer friend!" He said, laughing at me. My door slowly opened as there were two knocks on it. "Hello Mrs. Olsen"

"Hi Stu. Are you feeling well Katherine? That was quite a cut." My mum said, smiling at me, still in her scrubs.

"I'm better now thanks to you and Stu. We're still on for tonight right?" I. asked.

"Course darlin' I'm just gonna go take a quick shower and we'll be out. Thanks again Stu for watching 'er. I don't know where I'd be without you two." She said, winking at us before closing the door behind her. 

"Ye know, sometime I forget she isn't me own mum." Stu said, a big cheesy grin plastered on his face. "But I'm glad I'm not, I'd 'ave to be yer brother." 

"There's always a but." I said laughing at him. 

"It always ends with a butt." Stu said, raising his eyebrows. 

"Actually, ye end with yer feet, which better get goin' ay'. It's gettin' late. Tell mum number two I said hi, alri'?" I asked, shoving him off my bed. 

****

"You mean to tell me you don't fancy anyone?" My mum asked, as giddy as a school girl. We had just gotten back from dinner and wouldn't let this one die down. 

"I didn't say that." I told her, making us both laugh. I loved being with my mom, it was a bit weird to be like this with her, but then again I don't think any of my relationships have been normal. "It's so nice out." 

"It's late too. Only a crazy man would be out this late," She joked, making room for me on our small porch swing. I looked up at the stars and started to get a warm fuzzy feeling in my stomach as I remembered the night I spent with John looking at the same night sky. 

"Kat!" I heard a voice call, I looked at my mum as she looked at me, I bet she heard it too. "Katherine!" I dark figure whizzed past us, circling around to the front yard. I held onto my mum for dear life, as if she could save me from some crazed man, that was walking up our porch steps. "Kathe-" The voice said, coming into view, I starred at the figure, both frightened and delighted. 

"I guess only crazy men are out at this time, ay' mum." I said, laughing but nobody else laughed. I quickly sat up straight, feeling the tension between him and my mum. "Mum I gue-" I began to say, but was quickly cut off. 

"Ms. Olsen I'm absolutely in love with yer daughter, everything about 'er is perfection, how could I ask for anything more? Please, may I 'ave a chance, one chance is all I need, to date yer daughter." He asked, stepping closer and reaching for my hand, I felt dumbfound, totally lost for words, as I looked at my mum. 

"I hear yer trouble.." My mum began, and I felt dread wash over me. "But I've 'eard that about Katherine too and she always proves me wrong. You 'ave my blessing, as long as she wants too. I'll give you two five minutes, make sure she's home on time." My mum joked, standing up and going inside the house. I watched the lights come on one by one and his face slowly start to illuminate. 

"I'm so sorry I just needed to ge-" He started to ramble, but I quickly stopped him, kissing him like I've been wanting to for what seemed like forever. 

"I 'eard yer absolutely in love with me," I whispered slowly in his ear, I watched as a tear slid down my cheek. 

"One hundred percent, absolutely... But are you?" He asked slowly, I bite my lip, looking over his face trying to memorize every bump and freckle, as if I'd never see him again. 

"I'm completely in love with you John Lennon." I said, softly, sealing the deal with one last kiss. 

A/N: I'm so so so so sorry this took forever to put up. I'm starting school on Monday and I still have to finish up my summer reading. Hopefully, soon enough, I'll be posting regularly again. Thank you to everyone reading, I really appreciate it. Comments and Shares and also amazingly wonderfully appreciated!!