It was about Eleven at night now. John was asleep on the couch as I worked on an assignment in my Journalism class. I listened to the rain outside and sighed.

"What are ye doing?"

I jumped. "John you scared me!" I said putting my pen down.

"I'm sorry love. So, what are you doin?"

"Working." I said writing again. He made a face.

"Ew. Why?"

I laughed and looked at him. "Cause I actually want to pass a class midterm. Which is just in a few weeks."

"Wow. Alright then."

I smiled. "Don't you want to pass?"

"Well let's see, College turns out to be just like high school, I don't get to really be as artistic as I want to be, I'm confined to drawing what's assigned to me and all the birds there are icky."

I rolled my eyes and put my notebook down. "John it's called learning. I know you want to be careless and stuff but if you really..."

"Nah." He said shaking his head. I raised my eyebrows.

"John you're just not..."

"Nope." He crossed his arms and sat back. I sighed and began writing again. He just wouldn't listen. So I just stopped talking.

"George would've listened." I mumbled to myself.

"What?"

"Nothing Lennon. Nothing at all."

He just leaned in and kissed my cheek. I smiled and kept writing. "John stop."

"You don't mean that. Come on. Let's go upstairs." He whispered in my ear.

"After I finish." I said pulling away. He sighed and grabbed my notebook, throwing it to the ground. I jumped and got up.

"What the hell John!" I yelled picking my stuff up.

"Just leave it come on you're such a follower!"

"I am not!"

"Look at yourself! You're giving into all their bullshit college crap!"

"Uh I'm sorry I want to study and maybe one day have a career that will pay for my own place so I can have a life of my own! Unlike you, I don't make money playing at clubs every week!"

He just shook his head. "Ye know for awhile there, I thought maybe you were different you know that? But you're just like her. You're like everyone else. Just a typical student."

"What d'you even care!? All I am is that girl you're fucking behind your girlfriend's back! What would she do if she found out about us huh? Or all those other girl!? She'd leave you? Make a sad scene and cry like an innocent good girl."

"Shut up Lucy." He glared at me.

"She'll go on and on until you apologize over and over again. She'll make you degrade yourself John."

"Just stop."

"Sure, I may be buying into all that 'college crap' as you call it, But atleast I have some dignity and don't let a guy have me wrapped around his finger. Or in your case, a her finger."

He shoved me to the side, and headed for the door.

"You're a fuckin cunt ye know that?"

"Yeah and you're a fuckin prick. Just get out." I said shaking my head. He scoffed and slammed the door shut, leaving me alone in the living room. I sat on the sofa and held my head in my hands. My anger getting the best of me. I rather be angry than shed one damn tear over John Lennon.

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