I lower my gaze to the ground as the guard leads me out.
Then, I gasp.
"Excuse me sir? I think I left my sweater back in the room! May I go get it?" I beg him.
The guard, a big man with cold eyes, glares at me. After a minute or two, he finally huffs and sighs. "All right, come on."
He takes me back to the room. Not surprisingly, John has already been taken away.
He strides across the room, and I follow close behind. As he grabs my sweater and turns towards me, my hand brushes against his pants pocket.
He makes no note of it.
"Here," he throws the sweater at me.
"Thank you, sir!" I exclaim. He grunts and leads me out of the room.
I practically run out of the building, clutching his set of keys from underneath my sweater.
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His Name Is John (John Lennon) (COMPLETE)
Fanfiction"Oops, pardon me." I look up at the man I accidentally bump into. He's carrying stacks of groceries, all by himself. He's lucky he didn't drop everything. I recognize him from around town, but I really only know one thing about him. His name is John...
