Pete Townshend's Heart

Lennon?

Chapter 21

**Rena's POV**

I pushed through the crowds of people in the halls of the underground railway letting my feet take me where ever. I checked my watch to make sure I had time to get to get on a train. "I have ten minutes" I smiled to myself as I kept my eyes on my watch....'crash'

I fell back onto my back as my hands grabbed the body in front of me causing them to fall right on top of me. 'deja vu?' I thought to myself

"ow" I groaned while I tried to sit up

The man on top of me was giggling as he stood up taking my hand and pulling me up along with him. "ye alright, love?" he giggled out in a familiar Liverpool accent

I immediately looked up into the bright hazel eyes of the famous Beatle "your John Lennon" I gaped

John chuckled "yer an American bird?" he slowly picked up my suitcase and handed it to me

"yeah" I gleamed excitedly as I shyly took my case from him

he nodded "I like America birds ye know" he teased with a wink

I rolled my eyes as I nervously laughed "yeah well I've been here for two years and about a couple of months ago I moved in with boyfriend" I blurted out shyly

John's eyes looked a bit sad when I had told him. He bit his lip lightly "oh are ye taking a break from him or something?" he questioned quietly

I looked down at my suitcase then back up at him. My smile suddenly faded as I held back my tears " um-we um kind of" A tear fell from my eye 'here we go again' "I left him" I sniffed

The guitarist suddenly pulled me into his comforting arms "I am so sorry, love" he rubbed my back gently as I just froze in shock 'I was hugging John Winston Lennon.....THE BEATLE!!'

After a while of an awkward silence John finally released me with a sympathetic smile "may I ask about him?" he asked cautiously in fear I would begin to cry again

I nodded slowly "yeah, you might know him actually" I lifted my lips up slightly "he's in a mod band or they were but-" John gasped "oh was he in the Small Faces?" 

I shook my head with a slight giggle "no he's in the Who" John's eyebrows furrowed as a look of disgust filled his face "oh that band, they create a lot of ruckus no offense" he joked with a chuckle

I chuckled along "they seem like that but really when Pete writes-" I paused as memories flowed through my mind of how Pete would sing his new songs to me asking my opinion on them and all  "The whole world pauses like its so beautiful the way he strummed his guitar and sung what ever came to his mind and then when he would get it he would shout my name and ask how it sounded" I explained with a wide grin

John was now in awe "so ye dated Pete Townshend?" he questioned in a bit of shock. I nodded in response. "ye must of really loved him" he smiled softly

"yeah, he was the first person who met me when I moved here in '64. he was very respectful but my dad disliked him so Pete would always find ways to sneak over and for weeks while I was in school Pete would walk me to and from school without my fathers acknowledgement and you know-" I paused 'did I really want to go that far in telling my life story to the John Lennon?'

John seemed really interested in my story already "go on" he smiled widely "I won't mind"

I shrugged with a shy smile "are you sure? you know my story is pretty boring and-" John put his soft blistered finger upon my lips with a strange look "its alright, love. I like stories" he then took his finger off my lips instantly then quickly grabbed my hand pulling me away with him. I was confused at first on why he was running and pulling me along yet I soon realized why as screams began to fill the tunnel