Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 101.

Three Days later

I sat in the hotel lobby with Andrew, staring at a painting. I was a bit relieved when he told me last night that I finished the assignment. The only thing that upset me was that, I didn't have a reason to be with the guys anymore.

Andrew tapped my leg, interrupting my thoughts. "God Daniels you're so depressing."

I smiled and looked at him. "I'm just so tired."

"Tired?"

"So fuckin tired. You have no idea how relieved I am to be finished with all of this."

"Was it that bad?" He asked.

"Kind of. I mean, screaming girls constantly, avoiding cameras and crowds, getting evil looks from girlfriends, being alone.." I trailed off.

"Come on Luce, you're not alone. I mean, you have me." Andrew smiled and shrugged. I giggled and covered his face with my hand.

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

"Hey!" He laughed. "I might not be a rock n roll musician but, I think I'm quite a nice guy."

I smiled. "You're perfect."

He blushed. "Aw you."

I laughed to myself and looked down.

"Andrew?"

"Hmm?"

"Can I go home? I hate goodbyes and well, I don't think I can do this."

"Are you sure?" He asked watching me. I nodded.

"Some things just can't be changed and..i'm not as strong as I think I am."

"Okay Luce. I understand. Look um, after this, maybe we can catch a film?"

I smiled and nodded. "I'd like that a lot."

He leaned in and kissed me cheek. I blushed and stood up. "See you at work."

"See ye Luce." He waved.

I made my way out of the building and called a cab, making my way to the office. I felt kind of bad for not saying goodbye. For not trying to fix things between me and John. But I knew things would just go in circles again. I just can't be the other woman anymore. I need a life. A normal life.

As I sat at my desk, I looked at the picture of me and John back in college. His arm wrapped around me, kissing my cheek as I smiled. I tossed it back into a drawer and sighed. As much as he loved me, she'll always be his number one.

It was time to say goodbye. He has a long life ahead of him as mine will be cut short. This illness isn't going away. I know that for a fact now. I won't tell anyone about it. I just want to live a life I deserve. Which is to be happy. I knew if I went back, i'd just end up misreable again. If I stay here with Andrew, I knew things would be alright. I'd be happy. Living a normal life. A simple one. But i'm okay with that. Because soon i'll meet again with my family. And they'll be there waiting for me with open arms.

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