The Road (Sequel to 'The Way We Were') [Denis Stoff, Denis Shaforostov, Asking Alexandria]

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Vivian-

The next morning I woke up with thousands of notifications.

AAFAN17839 has followed you

Askingalexandriabenbruceislove has followed you.

Marrymedenistoff has followed you.

I groaned, looking at the photo.

10000 likes, 7292 comments.

I began to scroll through, rolling my eyes at most of them.

I then realized what had happened.

I tagged Denis. Denis had millions of fans.

People began to talk about who I was.

They recognized me.

They knew.

Soon enough our graduation picture together was circulating around. Then our picture as children was circling around.

The fact that his fans knew so much about his personal life was a bit scary.

As I was going through posts my phone began to ring.

Denis.

I smiled.

It was impossible to not smile when it came to Denis.

I answered quickly.

"Hey Den Den."

"When are you going to stop calling me that little owl?" He chuckled.

"Never."

"Come on. There has to be something I could do to change your mind about calling me Den Den."

"There is. I'm just not going to tell you." I smirked.

"You are evil little owl."

"I know."

"So I was wondering if you would want to-"

"I'm in."

"You didn't even hear what I had to ask." He chuckled.

"I'm in for whatever it is."

"You've grown up to be quite daring. Actually it isn't very thrilling. I need to go to the grocery store and it's one of those things I hate, so I wanted you to come. Make it less monotonous."

"You're cute Stoff. Pick me up in fifteen." I laughed.

"Alright." I could hear his smile on the other end of the line as he hung up.

I quickly got dressed in a grey shirt and jeans, tying my hair in a braid and putting on a bit of mascara. As the doorbell rang.

I opened it to see Denis, in almost the same outfit.

We both tried holding in a laugh when we noticed that we were pretty much matching.

"Look at us little owl. We are twining." He smiled.

"Shut up." I blushed. "Let's go." I grabbed his hand pulling him to his car.

We drove in silence to the grocery store, parking and then grabbing a kart, which I immediately sat in.

"You are twenty four and are sitting in a shopping kart?" He raised his eyebrow.

"You are twenty four and need someone to keep you company at the grocery store." I smirked.

"I get lonely." He chuckled.

I guess in a life where you are barely ever alone, always surrounded by fans you would feel weird being along.