dream [sequel to chloe]

p r o l o g u e

have you ever just had a dream and felt like it lasted forever, and you think it's real, but then you finally wake up and realize it was a dream?

no? well, that happened to me.

when i woke up, i was confused as fuck, wondering how i was alive.

"chloe?" monica asked. "you okay?"

"w-what?" i asked, slowly backing away from her.

"are you okay? you look scared." she asked, clinging on to joe's shoulder.

"um. i-i'm fine." i shrugged, confused as to why joe was letting monica touch him.

"alright." zoe sighed, pulling me up from the couch. "now that chloe's up, we have to get going."

"joe?" i asked.

"yeah, chummy?" joe replied, looking straight at me.

"where's maddie?" i asked confused, making joe raise an eyebrow.

"maddie?" he said, looking down at monica. "do you know a maddie, babe?"

"no." monica shook her head, looking at me sadly. "i'm sorry."

"you're kidding right?" i asked.

"what?"

"chloe." zoe whispered. "we have to go."

"she's your daughter, joe!"

monica stared wide-eyed at me before she look at joe like she was going to kill him, while zoe and alfie looked at me like i was crazy.

"you have a daughter?" monica bursted. "why the hell did you not tell me?"

"no, i-i don't know what she's talking about, monica. please."

"whatever, joe." she sighed, getting off of him and walking into another room.

"what the hell, chloe!" joe screamed. "are you on drugs or something?" he ran into the kitchen.

"chloe. we have to go." zoe told me.

"uh, okay." i coughed.

so zoe and i got in the car, followed by alfie.

"what was that?" alfie asked.

"i-it was a dream." i gasped. "was it all a fucking dream?"

"um," alfie looked at zoe for help. "i guess."

"jude." i mumbled. "jude, oh my god! zoe go by the hospital please!"

"okay, okay." zoe rushed, speeding up a little but.

"who's jude?"

"jude's-"

"my sister with down syndrome." i interrupted zoe.

i hate to say this, but i was kind of embarrassed about jude. i really loved her, but i don't know. but after this dream happened, i fucking don't ever want to let jude go.

zoe smiled at me through the rearview mirror.

"put on some one direction."

"since when were you into one direction?" alfie asked.

"since midnight memories." i shrugged.

"hm." alfie hummed, plugging his phone into the adapter thing.

the song started to play a song which alfie told me was you and i.

"nope. change this. i can't handle zayn's solo."

"how about this one?" alfie said, changing it to story of my life, a song i know very well.

"yes, leave it!" i screamed, scaring zoe.

"alright, alright. you've become a bit pushy lately." alfie chuckled.

a few minutes later we arrived at the hospital jude was, i hope, staying at.

"jude jones?" i asked, making the lady type on the computer.

"room 311 on the third floor." she said.

i nodded and ran to the elevator, with a huge smile on my face.

jude was alive. all that shit that happened. it was all a dream.

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