The one for me

04: Fantasies.

Hours later, while I was making myself some dinner, I found myself thinking of France again. I stopped focusing on the fish and chips I was cooking and began to zone out...

... I stood next to her in a garden full of the most stunning bloodred roses. We were both blushing a soft tone of pinkish red, like the sunset currently above us. I wrapped my arms around her waist, and she wrapped hers around mine. We slowly began to move closer together. "I love you..." I quietly said. I slowly inched my lips closer and closer to hers...

I shook myself back to reality. I smelt the putrid smell of burning. I looked down to see that I had in fact burnt the fish and chips that I had greatly looked forward to eating. "Aw man!" I said in great dismay, taking the burnt food out of the oven and throwing it away.

I ended up just ordering food online. I was sat in my living room on my phone. I came across a post that France had posted a few hours ago. In it, she was wearing a stunning dress with lovely patterns on it. I left a comment and a like, then continued to scroll on social media, before fantasising again...

... We were in a fancy, but expensive restaurant. We were eating absolutely luxurious foods. Once we had finished, I wiped my mouth with a tissue. "How was the food?" I asked her, looking at her with a smile. She smiled at me. "It was good, I liked it." She replied. I reached into my pocket, before pulling out a small box. I ended up proposing to her...

I shook myself back to reality again. Gosh, I need to stop fantasising about France! What would she think?

Soon, my food came, and I began to eat. I had ordered a pizza, but I wasn't sure if I would be able to eat it all tonight. If I got full, I'll just save some for my breakfast tommorow.

I ended up leaving four slices of pizza in the box. I just placed the box on top of my microwave, before relaxing again.

Soon, I got a call on my phone. I answered it. It was England. She seemed to be at a bar with Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland. "Hey! Do you wanna come drink with us?" England asked through the phone. I could already tell that she was quite drunk already. "I'll come drink with you guys another day, I'm tired." I replied, before yawning. I sure had a long day. "Okay! How does tommorow sound?" England asked. I thought about it. "Sure, alright." I replied. We called for a few more minutes, before she eventually hung up.

I decided to get changed into comfortable pyjamas, make myself some nice, warm tea and settle down, watching Netflix. I was currently watching an anime I rather enjoyed. It was originally a manga. Maybe I'll have to try find one one day and read it.

Soon, I got tired. I made my way upto my bedroom, and layed down on my bed. I stared up at the roof, and soon, I shut my eyes and began to doze off...

... We were at the hospital. I was sat down waiting in the waiting room, my leg bouncing up and down with both nerves and anticipation. So far, I had been waiting for over four hours. It wasn't long after this that the nurse called me inside the room. I went in quietly but fast. Inside, she was laying on the hospital bed holding a small, newborn baby. This was it. I'm a father now! I slowly walked upto the bed and sat beside it. "Oh my gosh, it's so beautiful! And look, it even has my eyes!" I said, affectionately rubbing the infant's head, gentle and slow. "It's a little mixture of both of us! A symbol of our love." She replied, equally as affectionate. Me and her both hugged, tears of joy flowing down our cheeks and dripping away...

I ended up waking up during the night, thirsty, and with the desire to drink something, so I got out of bed, went downstairs, and made my way into the kitchen. I ran myself a nice, cold, glass of water, before drinking it, and going back upstairs and into my bedroom.

I soon fell asleep again.