⇾ 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 | 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐈

Chapter Sixty-Five: Going into '62 Alongside a Bloke Named John

January 25, 1962

Donna's POV

"You wrote these?"

I looked up at John from the math problem I was doing on a sheet of paper, who was sitting in his desk chair with a smile and glowing eyes.

I nodded. "I did...."

"They're brilliant." He looked back down at it, scanning the page fondly.

"They are?"

"Riveting," he responded. "Enough reality mixed with fantasy." He smiled up at me. "Yer so clever. You should write one about us. Going into '62 Alongside a Bloke Named John, can be the title. I'm just handing you ideas here, love." He grinned.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to respectfully decline." I laughed, my gaze trailing downward. "I'm glad ye like 'em."

"I don't like them," he said. I raised my eyebrows. "I looove them."

"You're a sap," I said with a laugh.

"What're you doing over there?" he asked, gesturing to my math homework.

"Oh, uh—." I looked at it. "Honestly, I have no idea what I'm doing." He laughed. "So you guys are going back to London?"

He nodded. "On the seventh." He looked down. "He also wants us to be on the BBC. It's a bit...scary," he admitted.

"What's scary about it?"

"So many new things," he said. "Mimi's just gonna be happy."

I laughed. "I'm sure she will be."

"She's finally accepting that I'm not backing out of this now. She knows there's nothing she can do to stop me."

"Stubborn, aren't you?"

He came and sat next to me. "That I am, love. Aren't you?"

I shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe."

He grinned. "Maybe?"

"Well, do you think I am?"

"Of course I do, love. That's what I love about you."

I frowned. "Of course you do." I thought a moment. "I'd love to hear you on the radio," I said with a smile.

"Would you, now?"

I nodded. "Yes. I could hear you even when you're not with me. It's brilliant!"

He smiled. "Sounds that way, eh?"

"Truly does."

January 26, 1962

"You're gonna be the Famous John Lennon's Girlfriend!" Trixie whispered louder than she should have, what with us being in the library during a free period.

"If I die and am remembered by that I hope I get cursed."

"Aww whyyy? You'll be the lucky girl."