Imagine... The Beatles

My Beating Heart

John Imagine :||

One cold, chilly, rainy day in the month of October, you called John Lennon.

"Hello?" your boyfriend said.

Tears streamed down your face. How could you tell him?

"John, would you ever give your heart to me?" you ask.

Silence.

"Darling, of course I would!"

"You liar!"

Silence again.

"Y/N, is something wrong?"

"I'll tell you at school tomorrow."

Days turned into weeks. John was worried, so he called your mum.

"Hello?"

"Hello! Is Y/N ok?"

"She never told you, did she?"

"Told me... what?"

"John, my sweet boy, Y/N has an incurable heart disuse.We have no heart donors, she's going to die."

Silence on the other end of the phone.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

"Y/N! You're awake!" your mum called.

"Where's John?" you ask.

Your mum hands you a note, with tears down her face.

"Dear Y/N,

You asked me if I would ever give you my heart. I said I would, but you called me a liar. So, now I've given you my own beating heart so you can live. I never lied.

I love you,

John."

The End.
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