Midnight Man

All things must pass

Amy's pov
A week later.

I was sitting on my bed, it was quite a cool morning.

I was sketching some herbs I found in the garden.

It's been a week since I've seen John, I thought that maybe if he cake back to me we were meant to be.

But just as I had predicted, I haven't seen him.

My mum and sister are getting worried for me and I hate to do it to them, but I know I couldn't tell them.

They knew there was something wrong with me, but I keep telling them it's just tom.

I cry every night, but it seems to do me no good.

And then when I wake up, I wake up feeling disappointed in myself because I Only knew him for over the period time of 2 or three weeks.

How can a girl fall for someone that fast.

And the worst thing that haunts me is that, John's probably fine.

John's pov

I keep telling myself that I'm fine, but deep down I want to rip my skin off and just escape.

I've built myself up over and over to just grow a pair and see her.

But I know it's to late, she's probably moved on.

All I can think about is her smile, god that smile made the angles sing, it made me smile.

She is the most beautiful bird I'd ever seen.

And I hate myself for not feeling guilty towards Cynthia.

But I can't help it.
When you love someone you love them, and I can't stop that.

It's my true feelings.

The band is leaving tomorrow, I need to see her.

So you know what, I'm going to grow a pair.

I ran out of my room.
"Oi John, have you packed yet?"
Paul said.

I ignored him and ran outside. I jumped down the railing and kept running towards Amy's house.
Amy's pov
I got out of bed and walked out to the kitchen, I picked up the phone I heard ringing.
"Hello?"
"Amy? It's me Caroline!"
I smiled.
"Caroline! What do I owe to this pleasure?"
She chuckled.
"I was wondering if you want to go out for lunch?"
"Yes that'll be great! Just let me ge-"
I heard the door knock.
"Get dressed and meet me at that new restaurant down town!"
"I'll be there!"
"Ok bye!"
"Bye."
I hung up and walked towards the door.

I whistled as I walked over.
I opened the door.

My eyes widened....
"John?..."
He was holding his chest, he looked all red and sweaty.
"Amy! Amy oh god Amy! It's you!"
He leaned in for a hug, but I pushed him away.
"John you have quite the head to come here. You hurt me John, I'm still hurting!"
"I know I know and I'm sorry, Amy I'm leaving tomorrow. I need you to please forgive me. I'll never forgive myself for what I did to you: because I love you so much, I feel just the way my uncle George explained to me when I was just ten! I can't let you hate me."
I took a deep breath in.
I let my tears fall, I jumped into johns arms.

Holding back my screams, I wanted to just scream... let all my emotions out.
"I don't forgive you John. But I just want you to know, that I do love you. But I can't just let us go. So please go before I do or you do something well both regret."
He went to say something.

"Ple-"
I placed my finger on his lips.
"Goodbye John. Good luck for your future."
He had tears in his eyes.
"G-g good bye Amy."
I smiled.

This may be the most painful thing I've done.
Apart from my dad.

He went to kiss me, but I moved so he kissed my cheek.

He frowned and slowly walked down my driveway.

I let go of all my feelings and slowly slipped down my front door.

I held my head, I started crying.
I've got to let go, I kept telling myself.

I can't just go to England,I can't just drop everything I've created here and leave.

It's like as soon as I saw him, I fell for him.

Fuck! Just fuck!
Why does it have to be so fucking hard.
John's pov
I ran down Amy's road.
I was a coward.
Don't cry don't cry don't c- FUCK!

I ran behind a tree, I just screamed I let it all out.

John Lennon! A coward, I dick head, a liar! Why? Why is it when I finally find someone I care about... I fuck it up. And why am I so crazy for Amy.

There are plenty of fish in the sea.
Much prettier birds.
No fuck.

Amy- I don't even know her last name!
Just move on!

I sat down and silenty cried.

This isn't me. Not the normal dirty minded snarky rude me.

What happened?
I am soft!

I'm sort for her.

I'm soft for Amy.