𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚

Maybe a runaway?

Lennon sat down on the bed and took the guitar from me and slowly started strumming the chords, i couldn't resist but to just stare at his beautiful hand's, so elegant yet strong at the same time. He began to make little tunes as i sit there and stare at him like a little child "Wow.." i mumbled out as he stopped and grinned at me " 'Aven't even started yet." He snickered and passed me his guitar, i gently put it on my lap as i position it "Can you play one chord?" He blurted out as i just stare at him like a statue, shaking my head after a few seconds "Ah well," he took out some glasses out of his pocket and gently put them on. "Put yer finger on the second string on the second fret." He told me, guiding me through the guitar, i do as he tells me while he watches my finger placed on the second fret of the second string. I strum it out and smile at myself as John smiled "Thas yer first chord ever." He laughed, i looked back at him and smiled widely. We stayed like that for a minute in silence, both of us expecting one to talk. I finally spoke up as i keep on staring at him "I didn't know ye wear glasses?" I said as i tilt my head a little to the side, he frowned and took them off "Sadly, yeah. Have bad eyesight ya see? Me aunt always wants me to wear em, but i don't like em as much. Make me look weird and stupid." He pointed out as he gives me a half smile "No, i think they suit ye well!" I smile as i steal them and put them on, i look up at John and flutter my eyelashes "Do they suit me, eh?" He snickers and pulls them off my face and puts them back on his face, leaving them resting on the bridge of his nose "Do ye really think they look good? Yer not pullin' on me leg?" He asked turning serious all of a sudden, i nod "Yeah! They do i swear!" I lift my hands up dramatically, he simply smiled "Glad ye like em." We both giggle. Lennon looked down at his guitar and started strumming another beautiful tune.

We stare up at the old and gross ceiling, the corners of the ceiling have just disappeared in darkness, filled with cobwebs and all sorts of disgusting stuff, we stay in complete silence only being able to hear our breathing, slow and steady, laying right next to eachother our shoulders very close to touching. John looks at my direction, staring at me as he softly sighs "What's with the cheek?" He said, sort of whispering it out. I slowly turn my attention to him as i crack a little smile, he hasn't stopped asking me the whole time we were in school, and when he finally stopped he suddenly asks again. This guy doesn't give up easily huh? "When i got back home, from our little trip.. my father started yellin' and eventually gave me a good slap." I look down at my hands and start peeling off the skin, i never share my family problems and all that, i dunno why today. Why right now. It just happened..

Lennon just stayed put, didn't say a word for a couple of minutes, thinking of something to say "Runaway." He blurted out once again and looked at me, as i quickly look back at him and laugh a little "Yer jokin'!" I kept smiling at him, but he was dead serious, his eyes looking into mine and his smile wiped clean. I look down starting to actually think about it, curling up my lips and biting at my fingernails "What if, ye stay with me and me aunt? For the night!" He suddenly sprung up and smiled at me, i quickly sit up as well looking very panicked "No, no i can't do that he'll- he'll find me and things will get worse and worse.." i whispered at him, i didn't mean to... It just came out that way. He came up closer to my ear and whispered back to me with a soft and tender voice "Just say that yer goin' to study with one of the birds in school." He smirked and backed away and eventually stood up, picking up his guitar by the headstock "Me aunt wouldn't mind ye stayin'." He followed on and walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

It was tricky, yes i lowered down my head and swallowed the lump in my throat and looked at the stairs from out of the room, y'know what? Fuck it.

I rush out of the house, immediately seeing an impatient Lennon waiting for me with a cigarette on his lips in his car. I take a deep breath and walk back to the car and open my car door, sitting inside of the car. I turn my head to John and look at him "Alright Johnny, just 𝑜𝑛𝑒 night." I nervously smile at him as he smirks and puffs out smoke into my face, making me immediately cough and wave my hands around to get rid of the smoke. He chuckles and shrugs "Seems as though, ye can't spend a minute without me too." He jokes, referring to my saying. I smack his shoulder "Alright, start drivin' to my house, before I've changed my mind." I look away with a big smile on my face as Lennon starts driving away from the house.