In which a lonely and misunderstood girl gets calls from a boy who was not so lonely. [ JOHN LENNON X OC ]

"And it will finally hit you, it was her, it was always her." A short story for the one and only Lennon. It's a bit sad, but that's the point. I read a marvelous quote and felt a story could be made from it. And so here it is. Who doesn't love a sad little John? It's short but i figured i'd share it because why not.

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ - ❁ - Yayo yeah, you Yayo ⠀ - ❁ - Where have you been? Where did you go? Those summer nights seem long ago, And so is the girl you used to call, The Queen of New York City. - ❁ - [Warning: Coarse language, Mention/usage of Drugs/alcohol, Sexual themes, Mature subject matter.] All Right Reserved © beatleism

"She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something"  - Rainbow Rowell

Cyn remembers John a year after he passed away, and she would give anything to see him again.

In 1966, John and Charlie created a story she thought could never be rewritten - especially since she was so unwilling to pick up the pen, as it were. However, in 1973, after all those years he's, surprisingly, the one pushing it towards her. Will she take the offer to recreate a once tragic tale, or will the new chapter prove to be as bad as the last one for John and Charlie? © 2016 WINSTONOBOOGIE Disclaimer: This is a Beatles fanfic, meant solely for entertainment purposes. This should not be read as a biography or be thought of as a nonfiction piece. The way John is portrayed in this story is how I view him through my eyes, not how he truly was in real life. Charlie is just another character I made up, as may be some of the other characters in the book. I do not claim to own or know any of The Beatles. (Short Story.)