The Beatles Misadventures: Book 1 {COMPLETED}

#47: John

"Awe are you gonna cry y/n?" John snapped, kneeling down to find you on the tile.

You were at school, slammed against a locker by your bully John Lennon, the baddest boy in your school. You fought the tears so bad. You never cried in front of anyone and sure didn't want to now.

"Let's take a little walk eh?" He said, yanking you up off your feet. John took you to the back of the school, finding his gang. They all looked at you up and down and looked at John.

"Thought we could teach y/n here a lesson." He said putting his hand up to his cheek which was bleeding from you scratching him. John shoved you against the wall, making you hit your head on the brick, hard.

And that's when you fell on the floor, your whole world becoming black.

~*~

You woke up, hearing a beeping noise. You looked around to see you were at the hospital, your head thumping hard. You felt bandages around your head, whimpering when you touched it.

"Hey y/n." A calm voice said. You looked over to see your best friend Paul. You smiled and sighed. You couldn't manage to say anything.

"I heard about what happened. John-"

"I don't want to hear about that asshole. He beat me for his sake. He takes his-"

"He wrote you a letter. And...you should read it. That's all I wanted to say." He said handing you a folded piece of paper. Paul left you alone to read the note as you unfolded it.

Dear y/n,
I'm sorry you've felt the pain I have ever caused you. You're in the mess because of me and this is my fight. I don't even deserve to even write this to you. I know I've hit you, beat you and everything. There's things you could never understand. Like how I feel about you. But you have every right to be pissed at me and want to rip my face off. Just know there is always something everyone hides, even me.
Sincerely,
John Lennon

You took a deep breath and started to cry. You leaned your head back on the pillow sobbing. You loved John and hated yourself for it. You could have stopped him for everything but let it happen.

I'll talk to him.

A few days later you were aloud out of the hospital. You walked around the park that day, seeing that John was sitting by the same tree.

"I got your letter." You said weakly.

John looked up at you, his eyes filled with guilt. You sat next to him, looking down at the letter.

"What are you hiding from me John?" You asked.

He looked down before locking eyes with you. You didn't know why you were standing here in front of the boy who hit you many times.

"I've kept this from you for awhile but, I deeply like you. Maybe love you. I know I've been mean to you it's just you're so beautiful and perfect, something I can't have."

You smiled, "I think I love you too John."

John leaned in and pressed his lips to yours, locking perfectly with yours. You cupped John's face as you snogged.

You both pulled away for air, John taking your hand.

"I promise I'll never lay another finger on you ever again."

A/N: I chose to write about John this time since I can think. I know it's been eternity since I've written one but here you go!