Perfect Fantasy [Drew Dirksen Fanfiction]

07• Hopeless Fantasy

Christina's POV

What if Drew actually knows me? What if there's something in our convo that made him realize something? Did he liked what I'm saying or did he got bored?

"CHRIS!! Meggy here!" okay here they are. So I went downstairs to open the door for these idiots.

"Ellie?! wtf? Where's Meg?"

"Come'on Meg!" okay Meg's behind her.

So once they got into my room, they jumped to my bed. Real friends be like.

"So what got you here?"

"Just to chill because my house is boring." answered Ellie.

"Alright. You know what guys, my imagination likes reality." I know this is weird.

"What do you mean?" -Ellie

"My mind has a lot of fantasies and badly wants it to be real." -Me

"Like you want dragons and unicorns in real life?" oh Megan.

"Oh please. We're fangirls. Of course we dream of meeting them."

"Just tell us what're you thinking about. Whatever it is."

"Right. So I just imagined. Messy Pink was discovered on YouTube by The Tide's management and contact us and we'll be touring with them. And we'll be having fun moments with them while on tour. And we'll be friends with them. And- "

"AND LEVI WILL MARRY ME!" exclaimed Ellie after cutting me off.

"And yeah" i said as i calmly continue, "And we'll finally reach our dream to perform at the world stage"

"You're right. But it's not that easy. What if we won't be discovered? What if nobody notices our videos? Let's not hope that high but if that time will come wherein we're touring with them, it's so great and we'll be the luckiest afs ever" -Megan. She has a point though.

But there are things in my mind that are still untold. I want to believe in my self-written fantasy about my fangirl life. I badly want to make it real because why not?

It might be impossible but I don't let go of the chance of us being discovered and meeting The Tide. If one of it would become real, I'd feel thankful. If both would be, then I can die happily. But if neither happened, life should still go on. But I get Megan's point. What if those things will never happen? Then we'll end up crying?

But as I said, I'll never let go of the chance.