John groaned as he sat up in his bed, his mind wondering as usual. He moved to the end of the bed as he wondered what the bickering was about this time. He got up and walked to his door peering out of it. He caught a glimpse of Brian arguing with Roger as usual. "I'm not going to Ireland!"
"Roger... it's a tour..." John's emotion changed as he thought they were in Ireland.
"It must have been another dream..." He sighed to himself changing into something more presentable. Lately he's been having these dreams about a girl. He never caught her name but he always caught her smile and the way she laughed gave him butterflys. Her accent was Irish and many times she spoke about Ireland.
"Deacy darling do you know where my journal is?" Freddie said through John's doorway. He nodded.
"I believe it's on the table." He answered. Freddie smiled and thanked him before leaving.
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"Maria breath." Mike said putting his hands on her shoulders. "It's 1977." She looked blankly around.
"No No it was 1980... I had a fucking life Mike!" She was panicking everything that worked for her... that was dear to her... gone.
"I know but the doctor said it was your imagination."
"Hey Mike?" Jack said softly walking in.
"Yes?"
"I got three tickets to the queen concert... in our hometown... maybe if she sees him..."
"That's actually good when is it?" He asked looking at the boy his hands still holding onto Maria. Sherry was off on a date refused to tell them who he was.
"This Saturday." Maria smiled softly excited to see him again.
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"Everything's working Fred." Roger said stepping away from his drum set. John was abnormally quiet. All his thoughts went back to that girl. He thought being here in Ireland would put some thoughts at ease. It didn't.
"Great darling... Deacy you ok?" John nodded putting a huge smile on his face.
"I'm fine." He smiled putting his bass down. It wasn't fine, he thought he was going mad. He only has to hope that the lady shows. Saturday tomorrow. It's going to be here before they know it. "Anyone else hungry?" He asked changing the subject.
"I could eat." Brian nodded and Roger agreed. Freddie of course was on the phone with Mary saying hello to all of his cats. "Freddie you want something?" Brian asked.
"Yes a pizza."
"Alright so we're getting a pizza alright." Roger said walking to the other phone. "Fred tell your baby you need to go!" Roger said picking up the phone.
"Bye my love." He hung up.
"Hello... um three pizzas please... first all vegetables... the second one..."
"Extra Cheese!" John whisper yelled with a smile.
"The second one extra cheesy... yes... the last one... meat lovers... ok... thank you"
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