enjoy:)
(I could guess what I was living through was a dream, although it had no qualities of being a dream. I neither wished nor wanted this to happen. This was no dream, this was reality.)
(I always used to try and hold back time, savor the moment, but I soon found out that wouldn't help me. In fact, that might actually make it worse. I wanted to race through life now, not spend eternity in it. I do believe everyone has their good times though. Some people misconceive that your fifteen minutes of fame is a good time in your life, but they're wrong. Ive had my fifteen minutes of fame, and it was just enough to ruin my life. Fame isn't all its cracked up to be.)
(Two weeks ago, I was a normal teenager with normal friends. We did normal things with normal people. So naturally, I was surprised at the gift my friends had gotten me for my birthday.)
(I'll give it to them that they mustv'e spent a long time on it, because its hard to cover up. They took me after school into a vehicle and put a blindfold on me.)
(Soon, we got out, and suddenly both of my friends started jabbering at me at the same time about random things. They talked about the date, what was for lunch, if there was homework, and a bunch of other things. Even though they were talking, I could still hear a faint, familiar background noise. The only problem was that every time the noise got louder, my friends did too. It was so annoying and aggravating.)
(I started to strain until we walked though a set of doors and I didn't have to strain anymore. My heart turned to mush as I pulled my blindfold off. Right there in front of me was my favorite singer singing acoustically; it was Joe Jonas.)
(His music just pulsed through me setting me into full spring astonishment. I wasn't even aware I was crying until one of my friends just hugged me tight and broke my trance.)
(My feet started to drag me towards the stage with no issue of a crowd to get by. Then, I noticed there wasnt a crowd because we were actually backstage. Knowing this advantage, my feet pulled me closer still. Nobody ever stopped me, so I kept going.)
(Joe Jonas was more than just a singer to me. Ive never met him or anything, but emotionally, I knew I truly loved him. I loved him as soon as I heard him. At this moment, seeing him, I knew Id never be able to stay away.)
(He noticed me as soon as I walked on stage. He smiled at first, then he was stunned.he stopped singing. I could tell he didn't intentionally stop, he dropped his microphone. He was staring at me and he probably wouldv'e stared longer if the microphone hadn't made such an ugly high-pitched noise.)
(He hurried to pick it up and then laughed nervously. I knew I shouldv'e turned around, but my feet wouldn't let me. For some reason, I kept walking closer to him. I was unable to stop myself. Neither was he, he walked towards me too.)
(We became like magnets; the closer we got the more force there seemed to be between us. We never stopped till we were inches apart. Right then and there, it was love at first sight for both of us. Id felt like Id known him my whole life, and all I wanted to do was be closer.)
(We both forgot there was a crowd watching us though. They were waiting to spread the latest and newest gossip about a famous singer and a stranger who is unnamed. No doubt, there were already paparazzi photos streaming the internet. We both knew that would happen, but neither of us cared.)
(Only as the crowd began to chant did we pull away. I looked into the audience just long enough to have a sudden urge of stage fright, but as I looked at him, he seemed to also. Through his eyes, he knew what had happened. Although insignificant to the rest of the world, we both knew this was a life-changing moment.)
(When he ripped his gaze away from me, he tried to turn towards the crowd and announce something. He couldn't, his voice was shaking.)
Joe:um
(He looked like he was struggling so hard to get the words out of his mouth. He cleared his throat to try again, but he couldn't.)
(After minutes of him staring at the crowd, he glanced at me reluctantly and dropped the microphone again. He pulled my arm backstage past my friends (who were stunned) and into his dressing room.)
(I could hear his breath quicken, but if I wasn't looking at his mouth being open I wouldv'e thought it was me.)
Joe: W-who are you?
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Atmosphere - Keys to Life vs. 15 Minutes of Fameby AspiringPsychopath25,373 views
cute!!
BlueCupcake97 1 year ago