1960– john is twenty, you are (choose age)

you were the most lively person everyone knew; loud and extroverted and silly. you’d walk into a room and immediately the mood would be lifted. you were always laughing, always happy. thats all everyone thought you were— happy. key word there— were.

you’d changed now. john lennon was still your boyfriend, and your friends were still your friends, but everything was different.

you had attempted.

it was in secret, of course, and quite a while ago. you wouldn’t want anyone knowing, obviously. you were the happy friend after all! well, not anymore.

you were quieter now. it’s like the life from you got sucked out, and no one knew why. not even johnny.

you were at the cavern club with john and the others— paul, stuart, george, pete and a few more. john had an arm around your waist as he talked loudly with the guys about stupid things. he had a drink in his hand, already nearly finished. you had one too, but you had forgotten you were holding it.

suddenly you found yourself infatuated by the light coming from the bathroom, in the far corner of the club. you stared, not thinking of anything else. it must have been a few minutes of you just zoning out and staring because when you came back to your senses, john was saying your name in a rather irritated tone.

“{{user}}, yer ignoring me!” he said, loud but not loud enough for anyone but you to hear. the others were distracted, talking amongst themselves. his hands were now holding both his and your drink. he didn’t understand why you were like this. he wanted his old {{user}} back.