And He Loves You: Beatles One shots and imagines

I need you-Lennon

Quick A/n: Hey guys thank you for your support with this book. The drawing is a quick sketch I did for a picture of John I hope you like my five minutes of labor lol. And I just wanted to mention my Starr x reader book. Hope you check it out. And also I'm sorry all of the John stories have been so sad. Idk why lol. He's just all the angst. Anywho enjoy the story. Peace and love xoxo~~~Pineapple McCartney

You at on your bedroom floor surrounded by three duffle bags, you took a deep breath as you zipped up the last one. A lot had happened the past week, now it was time to move on. You'd had a good long run here but you just couldn't hold out any longer. You grabbed a pen and paper and scribbled down a note, tears becoming hard to manage at this point. You wanted to say goodbye but it would be too hard to leave.

  You picked up your bags and chocked out a sob, this was it, you where leaving for good this time. You looked behind you at your well loved bedroom and whispered to no one in particular, " It's too bad parting is now, huh? Good-goodbye I spose," then closed your eyes taking the smell in one last time.

You began to walk out, shutting the bedroom door behind you, "Goodbye," you whispered once more.
As you walked towards the front door you heard the lock begin to click, you where too late, you saw John, he walked in looking pale and  distraught, he knew what was in store for him, "Y/n please," he whispered, " I swear I'll be better,"

  "I really want to believe you John, you can't just hit me, it's happened twice now, Johnny, this is— John— I-I—I can't, I can't," you whispered, your knees beginning to shake, "I'm sorry, I'm so so so sorry I love you, I love you so much, I swear it'll never happen again, just stay. Please N/n,"

  You shook your head, "I'm sorry John, I love you, I really do, but I just— this doesn't have to be final," you whispered, "I have to go now ok-k—Okay?" He nodded, tears streaming freely down his face, "I love you Y/n, I really do," you nodded back, unable to say anything.

  He cautiously wrapped his arms around your waist, and kissed your forehead, "I love you," he whispered, "I love you too," you choked, "I'm sorry, so sorry,"
"Don't be, it's my fault, I'll be better I swear," you nodded, and kissed his lips, one final, lingering time, then parted slowly, "Three months okay? We'll meet up in three months, and talk things over, I'll be staying with Mo in the mean time," he nodded.

  You turned to leave, but turned back looking at him one final time, taking in his strong yet broken features, tear stained and reddens eyes. You loved him more than words could describe, but he'd hurt you. You needed a break, not forever, just for now. You sobbed and walked out the door, leaving John, broken and dead inside.

To be continued... Hahaha I think I'm kinda mean.