Do You ℓσνє Me

Chapter 6, Memories

Pacifica's POV
I woke up, and gasped in shock, of what happened.

"What the... Will! Bill?! School?! I don't wanna go to school! And bed! And Sandwich! Dipper?! Dipper! But he... And... Blooooood! And Dipper!!! I remember everything!!! I forgot to say thank you!!!" I yelled, and my hands were pointing everywhere each statement, and now they are almost tied to a knot.

I forgot to thank Dipper, after what he has done for me, what kind of good girl am I?! I ran downstairs, and bumped into someone. We fell down, and I noticed it was Gideon.

"Sorry, Gid! I need to go find Dipper!" I said, standing up, and charged for the door.

And I left Gideon there, dumbfounded, then he shrugged.

I ran to the Gleeful Mansion as fast as I could. I knocked at the door, hoping to meet Dipper. But the only one standing by the door was, The beloved, 'purrrrrty' girl, Mabel Gleeful. I was a bit disappointed, but it's ok, I could just ask her.

"Hey. Is... Um... Dipper here?" I asked, smiling awkwardly.

She put one hand on her hips, the other on the door,"Hun, he's in the Shack-o-Telepathy." She answered, with the cutest southern accent. GOSH! I wish I can do that, the Gleefuls sure are talented.

"Thanks!" I replied, and turned around.

"Wait." She snapped, cutting me off,"Don't get any ideas. Mkay, hun?" She said, icily. It sent a shiver through my spine. All I could do was gulp, and nod rapidly.

She slammed the door. I took a sigh of relief, and headed off to the Shack-o-Telepathy.

After a few minutes, I was in front of the shack's door. I sign that says 'Sorry, folks, but we're closed!' Was hanging from it. I knocked on the door, hoping to get an answer, but didn't. I build up my breath and opened the door, stepping inside. It was dark, no lights, no thrills, no nothing.

"Hello?" I said, my voice echoing around, hoping for an answer, but didn't, again. I turned around, and headed for the door, head down. I turned the knob, when... Piano sounds. I could hear the sweet melody of a grand piano. Without even thinking, I followed the sound. It led me to a corner, as I peeked through, I saw Dipper, playing the piano.

He played it like a pro, every key he played was played to perfection. I couldn't help but stand by the corner and stare. Then, the song came to a little pause. It was over? I thought. But it turns out, that was just an opening melody.

Suggest you guys to listen to Memories by Shawn Mendez at this time. It will really make a difference on the feels.

"When I wake up to your footsteps, as you get up out of bed, it made a song that sounds so simple, but it dances in my head..." He sang. His voice was so soothing, that it made the other voice that he sang on stage, seem like talking. It was deep and gentle, like a voice version of a gentle giant. It sent me goosebumps in every word he sang.

I stood there, putting a 'daydream' look on my face. Red hot tomato blush, brushed my cheek like a painting, redder than Chilly hot pepper.

"Let's write our story, and let's sing our song, let's hang our pictures on the wall. All these precious moments, we carved in stone, our only memories after all..." The chorus, I love it. I love this song. It definitely became my soft spot.

The song came to an end, why... I was in the daydream zone, it was hard to escape. My eyes were all focused on him. And being the klutz that I am. I fell down. Dipper snapped, looking at me in shock. I got up instantly, standing awkwardly. We both stared at each other, with tomato blushes on our face. The classic awkward silence came in, and we were just there... Awkward...