I woke up to the sound of an engine running. I opened my eyes, and I saw a car.

"Good morning." John said, his voice was grogily. Then everything that happened that last night, came back. I was now a thing with John Lennon. How did I get so lucky?

"Good morning." I yawned. He smiled at me.

"Y/n?" I looked at him, and he leaned over and kissed me. I started to blush, a lot. "You're cute when you're shy."

"Uhhh." I said awkwardly. "You're never shy so I don't know what you're like." I laughed. He shrugged, still smiling.

I looked at my self in the rearview mirror. I looked really gross, and I had a mark on my neck. I better hide it from my mom. He started to laugh.

"I probably shouldn't have done that." He chuckled.

"I'll find a way to hide it." I shrugged. "You were caught up in the moment." I chuckled.

"Want another?" His morning voice was starting to go away.

"Not right now." I laughed. He did too.

"Well, I'm gonna go home now. I don't know if you wanna-" I cut him off.

"I better go home too." I confessed.

"Okay. I'll take you home." He smiled at me. He drove to my house, then stopped in front of it. I opened the door to get out.

"Bye Lennon." I undid my seatbelt.

"Wait." He sighed. "One last kiss please?" I giggled and grabbed his face, pulling him into a kiss. We finally pulled away after awhile. "You're a good kisser."

"You too Lennon." I blushed.

"Who knew a girl who's so fucking shy about this kind of stuff, would be such a good kisser?" He said.

"Fuck offf." I whined. He laughed.

"Bye." He smiled.

"See you tomorrow." I closed his door and watched him drive away. I went into my house and smelt something cooking.

"Y/n!" It was my mom? She shouldn't be home yet. "How was your sleepover?" She walked to the front door. I quickly covered the hickey on my neck with my jacket.

"It was good." I didn't lie. Hanging out with Lennon all day was great, but she thought I was with a couple of girls. "I thought you weren't coming back until Tuesday."

"They sent me back early!" She smiled.

"That's great!" I was happy I had my mom here,  but it will be harder to hang out with John.

"I made breakfast." She got me a plate of scrambled eggs and pancakes. I'm sad I know I'd disappoint her if I came home ditching, or being with John. But this my life.

"Thanks mom." I smiled as she handed me the plate. I went to the kitchen table.

"Hun, are you gonna take off your coat?" I heard her from the kitchen.

"No. It's cozy." I said quickly.

"Ok." She came to the table with her own plate of food. "So tell me all about it."

"Well," I had to lie. Well, half lies. "We played games and watched movies. Then we fell asleep." I laughed.

"Sounds like fun." She said. "Did you talk about boys?"

"Mom!" She knows I hate that topic. But if were talking about John, then I could talk about it for hours.

"You seem on edge hun. Are you trying to hide something?" She's onto me.

"No." I lied. "I'm sorry if I seem that way."

"It's okay dear." She took a drink of her orange juice. "If you need to tell me something, you can tell me."

"I know mom." I mumbled. I thought of John for a second. I wish I could be with him right now.

"I heard that John Lennon," she started to say. "Never mind."

"No, what mom?" I asked. I was scared someone told her about John and I.

"I heard that he took a good girl and made her bad, like him." I almost laughed, but I magically held a straight face.

"I don't know. He doesn't seem like a bad kid to me." I looked at my eggs.

"Y/n." My mom sounded stern. "I told you not to hang around him."

"No I don't!" She then smiled. "But it seems like he acts all tough, but really he's nice. Not a bad kid at all."

"That could be true I suppose. But from what I've heard-"

"Those are rumors!" I stood up. I didn't realise how angry I got, I needed to defend him though. "Rumors are rarely true."

My mom was taken aback. "They are facts Y/n! Now sit down!" She barked. "He's a bad person! He will hurt you! He has no heart!" I felt tears threaten to fall. This is what she said about dad, too. After he died. What a fucking bitch.

"No." I wiped my eyes. "Fine I was with him! He is the only one I trust! You know I was getting bullied and he was the only one who made sure I was okay!" My mom looked furious.

"Get out." She said.

"Mom." I started to cry. "I love him mom."

"What else did you do?"

"I ditched school with him. I have a reason. I was getting bullied and he was trying to cheer me up! He has the biggest fucking heart I've ever seen!"

"Leave right now." She said. I stood there. My own mother hates me.

"Mom I know it was wrong to ditch school. But it's even more wrong to judge someone based on what someone says about them." She knew I was right.

"Get out Y/n." She started to raise her voice.

"What the actual fuck is wrong with you." I said under my breath. "You just want to be a teen again." I slammed the door on my way out.

My cat started to follow me. "Lenny go home." I had tears falling. Today sucked. My cat meowed. "Len please." His name reminded me of John.

When I walked too far away, my cat decided to turn back. I wish John was here.

I probably walked for a few hours. I saw a small shop, it was lunch time so I stopped in.

"Y/n?" I heard a familiar voice. I turned my head and saw John. I ran straight into his arms. "We've only been apart for a few hours." He chuckled. Then he noticed I was crying. "Wait what's wrong?"

"I got kicked out of my house." I laughed. It was obviously fake.

"Wait why?" He looked at me. Damn those gorgeous eyes!

"Well, my mom came home earlier than she was supposed to be. Then it kind of escalated from there. Let's just say she wants to be a teen again."

"Oh." He put his arm around me. "Then come with me. I just have to drop a few things off at my house then we can do whatever." He was trying to cheer me up again.

"No it's okay. I don't want to ruin your plans." He stopped me.

He grabbed my chin. "You're more important than any plans." He kissed me, then pulled away. "Way more." He kissed me again. I started to blush.

"That's sweet." I looked at my feet. "I really like you John."

"Well, I love you. So, I guess I win." He walked off, his head held high.

"Well, I'm competitive and I love you so much, you'll never know how much I love you." I ran over to him.

"Too late." He grabbed my hand and held it in his.

"It's not too late." I walked with him through the aisles.

He started giggling and pulled me closer to him. I could smell his familiar scent. "Y/n," He said. "Thanks for trusting me. No one seems to here."

I frowned, "I wish you didn't feel like no one trusts you but me." 

He shrugged. "We all wish, but no one does anything about it." I frowned, he was right. He was really right about that.

"I agree." I poked him. "Now let's quit being mopey and sad, let's go have fun or somethin'." I smiled, he smiled back.

"Lets go then." We left the store, then went to his house. I waited in his car until he came back out. I looked around in his messy car. He had his guitar, a couple of empty sodas, socks, and random papers.

I saw him leave his house. He looked stressed out. "K. Where too?" He smiled. I immediately hugged him. "Huh?" He chuckled.

"Thank you for everything Johnny." I let go of him.

"Johnny? Is that a new name for me?" He smiled and held my hand.

"Yeah." I blushed.

"I like it." He kissed my forehead. Then he started to drive somewhere. He took me to a park. "Wanna walk around?"

"No. I want to waddle like a duck." I said sarcasticly. He chuckled and started to waddle. I shook my head, laughing.

"You said so!" He laughed. We started to walk around, and then I saw that red-haired boy from yesterday.

"Hey love birds." He came up to us.

"Fuck off Brandon." John said.

"Everyone's saying that you two are madly in love." He acted like he as fainting. "Oh John! Kiss me John!"

I knew what would make Brandon uncomfortable. "Yes John! Kiss me!" I pulled on John's jacket so he'd be level to me and pulled him into a kiss. He kissed me back, laughing in the process.

"Get a room!" Brandon sounded disgusted and he ran off. I kept kissing John. We pulled away after a bit. He was laughing.

"Quick thinking I see." He hugged me and kept walking with me.

"Or just an excuse to kiss you..." I shrugged.

"You don't need an excuse to kiss me, little girl."

"Now you sound like a creep." I giggled.

"What?" He sounded a bit sarcastic.

"Little girl..." Come on Lennon. I giggled.

"Oh yeah I could see that sounds a bit...bad." We continued on our walk. "I'm sorry about your mum."

"It's okay." I looked at my feet. "She's always been strange. When my dad died, she kept saying bad things about him. She took down the pictures of him." He hugged me. "She acts like he never existed."

"Y/n, that's really messed up. I'm sorry." He looked at me. I felt tears approach my eyes, threatening to fall. He looked into my glossy eyes. "I love you."

"I love you too." I hugged him again. I loved being in his arms. "I don't want to be like her."

"You dont need to worry about that. You're nothing like her Y/n." He kissed the top of my head.

"I hope so."

"I know so." He pulled away, looking into my eyes again. It felt as if he could read all my thoughts. "Stay with me tonight.  I can sneak you to my room. You can't go home with your mom being there."

"It's okay John. It was just a fight." We walked on.

"You sure?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm positive."

"You're always positive." He chuckled.

"Yep." I smiled. 

We did other stuff until it was getting really late. "Y/n." He said. I looked at him. "You're my girl right?"

"Duh." I laughed.

"Just making sure. I didn't really ask you out, we just kissed." I saw him blush. I wish I could make him blush more often, but not much makes him that way. He's confident.

"You mean you kissed me." I corrected him.

"Yeah." We were sitting on the hood of his car, he scooted closer to me and started to kiss me. I laughed. He started to kiss my jaw then down my neck.

"John." I pushed him off.

"What?" He seemed a bit angry.

"It's 2 am and we have school tomorrow."

"So?" He continued kissing my neck.

"John. Can you just take me home?" I pushed him off again.

"Go fucking walk then." He jumped off the hood and went into his car, pouting.

"John stop throwing a tantrum." I went into the passenger.

"I'm not." He growled.

I started to laugh. "John, we have to go to school tomorrow. Don't take that personally. I love you John."

"Whatever." He scoffed and started driving.

"How do I make you believe me?" That boy could be stubborn.

"I gave you another hickey." He started to laugh.

"Shut up John. I'm going to be murdered if my mom finds out." I put my coat on to cover part of my neck.

"It was revenge darlin'." He smirked.

"I'm sorry I want sleep." I threw my arms up and he started to chuckle.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He pulled up to my house. "Be careful girlie." I nodded then gave him a farewell kiss.

I opened the door to my house. It was really quiet, all the lights were off, my mom must be sleeping. I went upstairs, got ready for bed, then went to sleep. That night I dreamt of my father. I miss him.