World Upside Down ON HOLD

Dreaming

I walk off the stage with my friends, taking our equipment with us. Tonight was a success. Quinn and Terence, the twins are bickering about who played better. Errand and Ocher are gushing over there boyfriends, Zayn and Sampan, about how sweet it was for them to come watch them perform.

We are putting our equipment in Errand's van when Zayn and Sampan cones out, kissing their boyfriends.

They look good together. Zayn and Ocher contrast with each other, Ocher's  long blonde hair is way different from Zayn's short buzz cut. Zayn is tall and the biggest guy I ever seen. He's packing with muscles, that he protects him with. Errand and Sampan are total opposite. As Errand has light brown hair, Sampan has dark brown with a beard as Errand is clean shaven. But they all love each other. I wish I had that, but I'm not lucky as they are.

I hug my friends goodbye, walking to my parents car. Climbing in, daddy starts the car.

"You did good tonight baby boy." Daddy smiles back at me. 

"Thank you daddy!" I smile back at him.

For the rest of the car ride home, it's quiet. My parents must of known that I'm tired. With my head on the window, I watch as the scenery goes by.

Getting to the mansion of a house that I call home, daddy parks. Opening the door, I lift my arms like a baby that wants to be held.

Daddy chuckles as he picks me up. Snuggling to him, I take in his scent of home and safety. Yawning, I fall asleep as he carries me to my room upstairs.

My room is simple with colors of green and black, my favorite colors. I have a huge bed pressed against the wall in the middle of the room. My wall in closet and bathroom are right of my bedroom entrance, with my French doors opposite of my door. Drawings and pictures line my walls. A bookshelf full of books are by my bed.

I feel as daddy lays me down on my bed, and as mommy and daddy tucks me in, kissing goodnight.

I become oblivious to everything around me as I fall deep into sleep.

Greenest of eyes stare deep into my soul, reading every emotion inside of me. It was like we were connected. I could feel emotions that weren't even mine.

I known those colors of eyes from anywhere. Those are the eyes of the man I feel in love with from first glance.

His face structure is strong, a straight nose that fits his face, pink lips that I want to feel against mine, the perfect cheekbones that I want to run my fingers against. Black hair cut short on the sides and long on the top, I can imagine what it would feel like to run my fingers through.

"Hello love." His deep baritone voice causes shivers to run down my spin. It was only until recently that I started having the feelings of a lover towards him.

When I was little, he would play with me in my dreams, now it's him holding me in his arms.

He wraps his arms around me, bringing me in his chest. It's warm, dispite his cold touch, the feeling of love surrounds me. It isn't like the love of a father or mother, this was a love must deeper than that. I could feel it from my bones.

Yeah, I'm falling for this guy in my dream. This is crazy, but can't help these feelings. It was like I would meet him at the right time in real life.

"So beautiful." He whispers softly, causing a blush to fall on my cheeks. No one but my parents and him have ever called me beautiful.

It's sad to say I never had a boyfriend. But I couldn't, no-one ever took an interest in me, but he did.

He always did.

He made me feel wanted and loved. Like nothing bad could ever happen as long as we were together.

An annoying beeping wakes me up, causing me to groan. I wanted more time with him, there is never enough time.

Knowing I couldn't go by to sleep since I have sleep,  I get up and do my daily routine of washing, peeing, brushing my teeth, straightening my hair,  and dressing in a band T-shirt and skinny jeans with vans.

Seeing that I look presentable, I walk downstairs to the kitchen were mommy and daddy are.

Walking into the kitchem, daddy is sitting at the counter, reading the news on his tablet. Mommy is at the stove my favorite, bacon, cinnamon buns, and hash browns.

Yummy!

"Morning mommy, daddy!" I say with excitement. Unlike over teenagers, I'm very attached to my parents, so I'm always happy to see them.

I kiss their cheeks before sitting down at the counter by daddy. Mommy places a plate in front of me then daddy.

"Thank you!" I say before digging in. I lick the plate clean, causing daddy and mommy to look at me funny.

"What? It was very good." I say while rubbing my tummy.

Daddy stands, grabbing his keys. " Let's go baby boy."

Groaning, I stand, dragging my feet behind daddy. Getting to the car, I make sure my bag is in the trunk. Getting into the passenger side, the car is already running.

Daddy pulls onto the road, taking me to school. I beg and okra for him to let me stay home. It's not like I don't like school , it's just everyone wants to be my friend for some reason. I know that they just want something from me, but i never let them take advantage of me.

Daddy smiles, flicking my nose. "Sorry kiddo."

My nose twitches, just in time as daddy pulls into the drop off area. Pouting, I get out and grab my bag.

Well here comes hell.