Marcia's POV

Myself and John walked hand and hand down the street in which our house was on. It was a privet neighbourhood, so we had the freedom to walk freely. 

"What do you think the press'll say about our engagement?" I asked, John brought his gaze from the sky and took the cigarette out of his mouth 

"Whatever they want" John shrugged 

"What about Paul and Jessica?" I questioned 

"Doesn't concern me" John took another drag from the cigarette and blew it out slowly 

"Are you alright?" I asked 

"In some way, yes and in others, no" John sighed 

"Talk to me" I stroked the hand of his I was holding with my thumb, he looked down at me and then back up again

"This baby thing, it might mess up the band. Paul might concern himself more with that then work, which is understandable just, I'm afraid he won't want to keep working as a group" John sighed

"Oh you shouldn't worry about that, since they're being force I supposed to get married so they won't be shunned then Paul has to look after his new family, doesn't mean he's going to leave you" I assured 

"Don't patronize the situation, Marcia" John spoke in a low tone 

"Well, I'm just trying to make you see the bright side" I shrugged 

"When's it due?" John asked 

"She's due after Christmas" I answered 

"What a wonderful time that'll be" John rolled his eyes 

"Oh stop, you're so hostile to everything John" I sighed 

"That's why I have you, you're what balances me out" John spun me in front of him and hugged my waist kissing my cheek 

"Don't be a bad godfather, this baby is important to them and it's not your duty to despise the idea of it all" I gave a serious look and he smiled 

"I'm not a baby hater, Jesus if she's anything like her mother there may be a problem but-"

"John Lennon" I said behind my now grinding teeth 

"Oh fine, I'll stop" John rolled his eyes and pushed me along 

"What about us?" He asked 

"What do you mean?" I questioned 

"How will we expand our family?" 

"eventually, when the hype of your career settles then maybe we'll have a baby or two" I giggle 

"If my children are anything like their mother" John started 

"John" I said seriously 

"They'll be perfect" he smiled. 

Written by Hannah