It all started with a limited edition John Lennon vinyl, and an odd, annoying boy wearing a leather jacket, and oh so lucky tickets bearing the same six numbers.
[contains cursing - a shitload of it & sexual content]
[NOT A JOHN LENNON FANFICTION]
He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear.
"Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A c...