Reconnecting With My Dad John

alone in america

I was walking around the streets of New York my head in a daze and feeling slightly frightened as it was winter which means it gets dark very early.

I was lost I was looking around me and I didnt recognise anything from when I was out with my dad earlier

"Fuck" I said to myself

Is this how I'm gonna die aged 15 on the streets of New York but it's ok dad's currently working on my replacement so I wouldn't be missed by anyone in this country. Well maybe Carlton would miss me abit.

I saw a bar and thought I would try my luck and get in and try to warm up. I was nervous I knew i looked older than my age but I knew i didn't look 21.

I entered the bar extremely easily I didn't get asked for id or nothing which shocked me but I was thankfull that I didnt. I looked around and the place was full of drunk people and there was music blasting and I realised it was a nightclub I had gotten into and I was pretty happy about it. Maybe a night of music and dancing is what I need to distract me and cheer myself up.

Ok ok ok yous guys are not going to believe this. This is gonna sound like one of them stories you read in magazines but you will never guess who is sitting across from me. Go on guess.

Nope it's not Paul McCartney

Nope it isn't George

Ok it isn't a beatle

Nope it isn't Elvis presley I sure wish it was though.

Ok do you give up?

Remember earlier today when I was joking with dad saying me and this person would give him cute grandbabies? Yup bob dylan is here and I may fangirl and embarrass myself and be threw out.

I walked up to the bar and ordered myself a beer. I have never drank before and the only alcohol that I know the name of is beer. I stood at the bar feeling completely out of my comfort zone and I took a sip of my beer and I'll be honest is tasted disgusting but if it stops me feeling so awkward and nervous then I'll drink on.

I felt myself always glancing over towards bob dylans table and everytime I looked at him I caught him looking at me and he always lowered his head down like he was shy and I found it adorable.

" ugh if my dad knew i was here and that Bob Dylan was also here he would freak" I though to myself.

Ugh now I'm thinking about dad. Ive been gone like 2 hours I knew he would be panicking. Not because he cared but because he would have to explain to my mum that I've been here a day and he's lost me already and I had to laugh at the thought.

My mum knew and was well aware and knew how to deal with my rebellious side but now dad has to learn how to deal with someone just as rebellious as he is and he will struggle.

I was so taken over by my thoughts I didn't even notice bob dylan walking over towards me and i was snapped out of my thought by a voice I had only heard on records and on the tv.

I looked up and seen the beautiful bob dylan in front of me and i could of fainted with shock and excitement.

"Ugh hello" he said looking at me before looking down at his feet

"H h Hello" i stuttered mentally kicking myself for being unable to speak.

"I'm bob dylan" he said holding his hand out and I giggled

"I know who you are in a huge fan of your music" I said placing my hand into his awaiting hand and he shock my hand and I felt a spark.

"Why thank you. What's you's name?"

"Oh I'm Tilly Lennon"

Bob looked at me his face looking confused.

"Lennon?"

"Yeah lennon" I said not wanting to admit straight away who my dad was but he was determined to know

"Lennon As in John lennon?"

"Yeah he's kinda my dad"

" fuck. sorry about my language I just hang out with your dad quite abit and I never knew he had a daughter"

That felt like a knife in my heart why wouldn't he mention me

"Like I seen the papers about his kid but I thought it was all tabloid trash."

" no I'm real and I exist. I don't know why he wouldn't mention me though"

" your dad's a mystery" bob laughed

"Yeah even to me"

" would you Like a drink?"

"I would love one thank you"

*johns pov*

John was pacing around the house biting his fingernails and feeling sick with panic

"Yoko I'm going to go and search for her it's been 4 hours it's 9pm now. "

"Let her cool off she will be ok John."

"She hasn't been to America before so how will she be ok?."

"She's a smart girl she will find her way back."

Yoko was completely dismissive and seemed pretty happy that Tilly was gone so she could have johns full attention again.

"Yoko you have been putting me off for over 3 hours now and I've listened but I can't listen anymore. I need to go and find my girl."

John grabbed his coat and his hat and sunglasses and left his apartment and was glad when he seen the press outside.

"Guys have any of you seen my daughter earlier and know where she went?." John asked frantically

He didn't understand this feeling he was having. He never felt this strongly about anybody before. He was full of fear and the power of his emotions was overwhelming.

"Yes I seen her a few hours ago going into the bar that's next to that bakery you like."

"A bar." he practically shouted

"Yes. "

"Are you sure?."

"I'm positive I have pictures of her entering it."

"Oh fuck. well thank you."

John took off running and what would normally take 20 minutes to get there only took him only 10.

He entered the bar looking very sweaty and he stood for a few minutes trying to catch his breath

"Fuck I'm so unfit" he said loudly to himself

"You look very fit to me" a blonde woman said winking at him.

"Oh thank you" He said not really intrested in flirting back.

His eyes searched the dark nightclub hoping to see his girl and when he did he was shocked and angry and he felt his protectiveness rear its head.

He seen his beautiful daughter slow dancing with Bob Dylan and he felt so angry seeing bobs hands on his daughters back.