Pentatonix Oneshots

Neverland

Hi guys! So this oneshot is inspired by Stephanie J. Block's "Never Neverland" which Kirstie covered a few times. I get goosebumps every time I listen to her sing.

Anyway, here's the story.

Kirstie's POV

"Kirstie honey, are you there?"

"Oh y-yeah. Sorry mom, I was just.. thinking." I was at the living room sitting on the couch, currently on the phone with my mom. She was back home in Texas with my sister.

"Is Jeremy home?" My mom asked. "Um no, he's away for a business meeting. I'm not sure when he's coming back." I sighed as I stroked Olaf's head resting on my lap. "Oh sweetie, he'll be back soon. Its late, you go get some rest. Okay?" I heard her sweet soothing voice from the other line of the phone. "Okay mom. Bye."

"Bye Kirstie, love you!"

"Love you too mom." I smiled as I hung up.

Gosh how I missed my mom, how I missed being a kid. Every night as a little girl she would always read me Disney stories that always ended with a moral message. One of my favorites was Peter Pan.

She'd tell me about Captain Hook and all of his men, and how they followed Peter with a hook replaced as his hand. And in every fairytale she'd tell me, bad guys would never win. Well in this case, the Captain was eaten. And at the end, Wendy had twins.

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Okay I may have made up the end. but in my defense I was 5, and no taller than 3 feet.
Every night after story time I would tell my mom to let me go to Neverland, to let me fly for just one day. To feel that fairy dust in my hair, then I'd be running around the room pretending to fly.

I snapped myself out from my daydream and looked around my living room. I'm 22 now. I live my boyfriend and my husky. I grew up, maybe a little too fast. But I thought to myself, as old as I will ever be, my childhood never will end. I could just silently dream myself away to be immortalized, like Peter Pan! Maybe one day..

And now I'm standing, well, a little bit taller. Scott would always make fun of my height. Just because you're like 6 feet tall doesn't mean you have the right to call me short! Just kidding I love him. #SCÖMÍCHEFORLIFE

As a kid I've always looked forward to growing up, living by my own, and enjoying life itself but the older I got the more I realized:

Life is never as easy as children read in the books, where you just fly away from all your problems.

I scoffed. If only it were that easy in real life. I took a deep breath and looked down at Olaf who had shifted away from my lap. I lied next to him, humming melodies that came up to my head.

"And its second to the left, and straight on 'til morning." I sung and caressed his soft ears that made him twitch a little. A small smile formed on my lips.

"Or was it second to the right, and straight on 'til morning? In Never Neverland."

I felt my eyelids getting heavy as I took a small glance at Olaf, who was fast asleep. Soon I drifted away to my very own Never Neverland.

I APOLOGIZE IF ITS TOO SHORT AND HORRIBLE

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