In My Life (John Lennon fanfi...

By ADayIntheLife19

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*Third/Final installment to 'Devil in Her Heart* *Book Three* It's finally the 1970's. And Lucy Daniels is l... More

Chapter 1.
Chapter 2.
Chapter 3.
Chapter 4.
Chapter 5.
Chapter 6.
Chapter 7.
Chapter 8.
Chapter 9.
Chapter 10.
Chapter 11.
Chapter 12.
Chapter 13.
Chapter 14.
Chapter 15.
Chapter 16.
Chapter 17.
Chapter 18.
Chapter 19.
Chapter 20.
Chapter 21.
Chapter 22.
Chapter 23.
Chapter 24.
Chapter 25.
Chapter 26.
Chapter 27.
Chapter 28.
Chapter 29.
Chapter 30.
Chapter 31.
Chapter 32.
Chapter 33.
Chapter 34.
Chapter 35.
Chapter 36.
Chapter 37.
Chapter 38.
Chapter 39.
Chapter 40.
Chapter 41.
Chapter 42.
Chapter 43.
Chapter 44.
Chapter 45.
Chapter 46.
Chapter 47.
Chapter 48.
Chapter 50.
Chapter 51.
Chapter 52.
Chapter 53.
Chapter 54.
Chapter 55.
Chapter 56.
Chapter 57.
Chapter 58.
Chapter 59.
Chapter 60.
Chapter 61.
Chapter 62.
Chapter 63.
Chapter 64.
Chapter 65.
Chapter 66.
Chapter 67.
Chapter 68.
Chapter 69.
Chapter 70.
Chapter 71.
Chapter 72.
Chapter 73.
Chapter 74.
OneShot/AlternateShortStory?

Chapter 49.

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By ADayIntheLife19

The alarm clock woke me up the next morning. I sleepily sat up in bed and looked at the clock.

9:50 am

I groaned and laid back down, turning to Julian who was fast asleep under the covers. I shook him.

"Julian come on get up."

He mumbled, then quickly sat up. I rested a hand behind my head and watched as he hurriedly got out of bed, pulling on his underwear and the rest of his clothes off the floor. Breaking a small laugh, I stretched and sat up calmly. By the time I could say anything, he was out the door. Poor nervous kid.

Maxwell was up and cheery when I walked into his room. He was trying to open the door. I giggled and picked him up.

"Good morning Maxwell."

"Good morning mommy. Can I has ceweal? The ones with the wittle marshmawos."

I smiled. "Of course you can baby."

..

I was sitting on the living room floor watching tv as Maxwell sat between my legs, eating cereal as messily as one can, when John finally came. He walked over and sat next to me.

"Hiya." He pecked my lips and ruffled Max's hair.

"Hello Maxwell. How's your morning?"

"Hi!" Was Max's only reply. I giggled and kissed the top of his head.

"I think that means good. How was your night?" I asked.

"It was alright. Got a bit of sleep."

Bit of sleep meaning he spent a big chunk of it having sex.

"Me too." I said cooly playing with Max's hair. "Are you hungry?"

"There is one thing I am hungry for." He smirked, moving behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. I giggled and turned my head, kissing him. His hands moved over my breasts, giving a small squeeze. Julian walked into the room, dressed and nervous.

"Hi Julian! Hows that head of yours!?" John yelled out on purpose. I slapped his arm.

"Bloody throbbing. I'm goin back to bed." He disapeared into the kitchen and came back out seconds later with a glass of water. He glanced at me and resumed his trip back to his room.

"He doesn't look half bad for his first hangover. My first time I looked like shit."

"And every time after that." I smiled.

"Shut it Daniels." He kissed my cheek and stood up.

"I 'ave to meet Richard down at the studio at one. You lot coming?" He stood up. I shrugged.

"Sure. Can I bring Max?"

"Sure. I think it's best so we let Jules rest for the day."

I nodded. "Alright then. I need to shower first."

"Mind if I watch?" He smirked. I giggled and stood up.

"Right this way." I grabbed his hand, leading him down the hall.

..

I sat on a chair that swiveled in circles, pulling Max into my lap. He loved when I twirled us around and made silly noises. John was in the studio with Richard, talking and messing around while he watched me and Max. We made eye contact and smiled at each other until I looked away blushing.

"Mommy when can we get ice cweam??"

"In a few minutes baby. Alright?"

"Okie. Can your friend come too??" He asked pointing to John. I smiled and kissed the top of his head.

"Why don't you ask him?"

He crawled off my lap and ran to the other side of the room towards John. I couldn't help but to laugh to myself at how cute Maxwell looked, talking to John and holding his hand. My heart was filled with happiness.

..

The day went on quicker than I expected. After the session, me, John and Maxwell went out to get some ice cream while Richard did an interview.

John held Max on his shoulders as we walked down the empty street. I held my purse and linked my arm with John's.

"You seemed happy back in the studio. Do you ever miss it?" I asked. He looked at me and shrugged.

"I suppose. I'd be lying if I said I didn't. It's been five years now without makin a record or being the musician I used to be. Sometimes I think that maybe I should..." he trailed off and shook his head.

I stopped, pulling him with me. "John if you want to work again, do it. If that's what makes you happy..."

"I 'ave a son to take care of. I can't just let it all go."

I looked into his eyes. "I understand. But music is what you love. Maybe you can bring Sean into the studio with you and teach him a few things."

He smiled and stroked my cheek. "Ye always have hope in me. I love that about you. Maybe I will. Just...not now. Maybe next year."

"No rush. Besides, I like having you all to myself." I smiled as we continued our walk back to mine.

..

"I dunno how to play." Maxwell said as I set up the Monopoly game board. John looked at him like he was off his head.

"What!?? No! That is not acceptable! Alright then, Max is on my team." John said picking hin up and setting him in his lap. I laughed.

"Now were picking teams!?"

"Why not?" He shrugged, counting the money in a funny voice. Max laughed like crazy. Julian walked into the room looking well rested and bored out of his mind.

"Hey Julian! Want to be on my team? Were about to play Monopoly and I'm in need of a teammate." I pouted. He shrugged and walked over.

"Why not."

"Aye it's Julian! Come back from the dead yeah? Me and the little one 'ere are goin to show ye lot how to play properly."

"Whatever Lennon. Just wait until you're crying for me to let you off the hook." I stuck my tongue out at him.

"You're going to lose mommy!" Maxwell said, making everyone laugh. Even Julian burst out laughing.

"You dirty little traitor." I said poking his tummy. He giggled.

As the game progressed, Max and Jules got bored and left to watch tv as me and John were at each others throats. I rolled the dice, one falling on the ground. I landed on Boardwalk.

"Mine. I'm buying it!" I raised my arms up in the air. John groaned and put out his cigarette.

"No it doesn't count! Dice rolls on the floor it's not valid!"

"Says who!?"

"The rules!"

I grabbed the booklet and pouted. "Were not playing by these rules!"

"Roll again." He smirked.

"No I won it fair and square!" I grabbed the dice as he reached over and tried grabbing them  from my hand. I laughed as he pounced on top of me, wrestling me for it. Julian and Maxwell just watching.

"Get off you cheat!" I yelled as he pried my hands open.

"You're the cheat! Tryin to change the rules!"

We were rolling around on the ground until there was a knock on the door. We froze. He was on top, looking into my eyes. I smiled and leaned up, kissing him softly. Our lips moving together until the knocking became more urgent. I groaned as John climbed off and left to answer it.

Sitting up, I fixed my lipstick and looked at Julian as he watched me. John came back into the room seconds later, an envelope in hand. He sat down across from me and handed me the envelope.

"What's this?" I asked. He just nodded for me to open it. I obeyed and pulled out the papers. My eyes scanning the words. Then I looked back up at him.

"J..John these are..."

"I know. Lucy I...I want a divorce. I want to make you my wife." He said reaching for my hand. Julian watching from behind.

........

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