Letters To Louis Tomlinson- One Direction Fan Fic

Chapter 2

When I open my notes I think of what I want my first letter to say. It didn't take a lot of time to come up of what I wanted to write but I just wanted it to be perfect. If by any slight chance Louis did see these letters I wanted them to make  sense. But after thinking for a while I start to type. And here's what it said:

Dear Louis,
If you're reading this, you probably think I'm crazy which I agree with. I am crazy, but I'm the crazy girl that just wants to be noticed by her idol more than anything in the world. Whenever I see you hugging fans I can't help but be jealous of them because I just want that to be me. When ever I see fans meeting you and they get to talk to you, I get jealous because they get to hear your voice in person and not over some muffled video off of the Internet. You probably think I'm some obsessive fan, but honestly I'm not, none of your fans are actually. We just care about you and the band. I'm not the smartest person, but I don't have to be smart to know that I just want to be one of those people to hear your voice in person, to hug you, or to just see you in person. I probably seem like some phyco right now but I've always have been afraid to say what I think. And I think it's time to let go of that fear and to be heard for once.
Sincerely,
Stephanie

I must have read my letter over and over. I couldn't help but feel like some weirdo for writing this. Maybe it was a bad idea I think to myself. But then I read the last two sentences again it was true I was afraid of speaking my mind and I did think it was time to be heard. So with all the courage I have I screenshot the letter and quickly open Twitter. I didn't want to change my mind again, so I rushed. I opened up to where I write my post I insert my picture in the caption I tagged Louis saying letter 1, I hope you will get the chance to read this. And quickly hit post.

I literally just let out a long breath that I didn't know I was holding in. Honestly I had no idea why I was so nervous. He probably wasn't going to see this anyway. For the rest of the night I watched Netflix. But every time I heard my phone go off for some dumb Twitter notification I would jump up and check to see if it was him, and obviously it wasn't him. I just lost hope by this point, but then I sat there and thought that maybe I shouldn't loose hope, I could write a couple more letters and just hope for the best. If he didn't see it now maybe years from now he will. Even if he saw it years from now at least he would of seen it once. But I would wait until tomorrow. My new plan was to write a letter once a day for a week and if nothing happened I would just give up. Now you can't say that I didn't try I mentally say to myself like I was texting Brooklyn and Courtney. I check my clock and see its 1 in the morning and decide it was time for me to go to bed. So that's what I did. Tomorrow I would write my second letter.

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-Hannah :)