Day 2:
It finally happened! I finally found a house close to Michael Crawford! I saw him outside just finishing a sailing trip. I saw this really nice little beach house right next to what seemed to be the one he was living at. At first I wanted to stare until he caught my glance, but decided that I would come off to him as a stalker. So instead of just standing there, I rushed to the house next to his and phoned the landlord that I would be staying at house 42. To my surprise, he agreed right on the spot. I quickly went to the check in place and got my keys. When I went back, Michael was still outside watering his vegetables. I knew I had come to the right place to stay. I sat on the stairs of my new home and just stared at the great man. The salty air had made his now slightly whitish auburn hair grow curlier than usual. He wore a light blue and white striped polo and kaki shorts. To my surprise, he didn't wear a hat; just some brown shades. Not wanting to disturb him, I went into my house and FINALLY started to unpack. I think tomorrow, I'll finally get him to notice me. Better make sure I don't look like a stalker.
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The Diary of the Luckiest Michael Crawford Fan in the World
Fanfiction18 year old Rebecca Field is so fed up with the stress and depression of her school life that she has fled to New Zealand. But she is there for more than leaving school. Since she was 15, Rebecca has had a major crush on Original Phantom of the Oper...
