His heart was pounding. This was the moment he'd spent dreaming of the past 25 years of his life. As he started walking his vertigo kicked in. The world started spinning as he approached an entrance that read ‚artist entry'. He was shaking and trembling he felt sick to his stomach. This was the moment. He was gonna meet Dua Lipa. They'd interacted before but this was different. His eyes were crying as the door flung open and he glanced over to his left to see her lucious red hair and eyebrows that framed her face perfectly. He felt something escape from between his bumhole but that couldn't stop him. Anyways. He knew she wouldn't care, why would she judge the man she loves. She flashed a soft smile and said ‚Hi DeclanLipa21Xx'. These are the words he'd never thought he'd hear. All his dreams were coming true.
During conversation Dua and Declan, also knoen as McDua, opened up yo each other. Declan told Dua ahout his issues with vertigo and Dua poured her heart out about how her hair isn't naturally red, she's secretly a brown hair. Tears were shed. Declan always wanted to tell Dua he could dance but he was quite insecure. He loved to throw some shapes and felt comfortable enough with her anf he let the secret out. "Dua... I have something to say." "Yes? Tell me anything." Sighed Dua. "I.. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" A security guard BURST into yhe room and grabbed declan by the tie and swung hum around the room. The securtiy guard threw him outside. By this time it was 18:55pm . Doors were at 19:00pm. Declan dropped to the floor and sobbed. His dream of barrier gone. His need to tell Dua he can dance not fulfilled. What was the point.
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Wrong Turn
FanfictionThis is a story about Declan McKenna. A die hard Dua Lipa fan. A relationship that was meant to blossom but the opportunity slipped through their fingers...
