Coffee Moment (a Matthew Gray Gubler fan fiction)

Sleepless Nights and Scripts

Recap :'Goodnight, Princess Reid.' Matthew switches off the lights. With a grin on my face, I go to sleep.

I flop around the bed, I have had primary acute insomnia, due to family's stress and stuff like that. I flop around, having no idea what to do. I mean I didn't bring my book with me today and I obviously did not bring my sleeping pills, so I just sit on the bed for a while. Getting thirsty, I then go to the pantry to get a glass of water. I silently slide the door open and head outside to the garden's porch. I settle myself on a hammock and I look up to the sky. I never really got the time to appreciate stars. There are rarely stars in the city area of Los Angeles, but I can somehow see beautiful stars sparkling above me and it just looks amazing. I swing and swing, thinking how I will deal with my thoughts and emotions after the 8-day shooting. How, Alexandra, how. I ought to be good at thinking ideas and brainstorming things, but now, I just can't. How can I possibly bear the feeling of leaving my favourite cast, especially Matthew? After 8 days, my life will go back to normal and I will deal with my crazy family matters, stress and the will continue shootings and that is the point where our lives will split apart. How can I bear the pain of loosing... Loosing... I honestly still can't figure who I will miss, the entire cast? Just only Matthew? True, I will miss the entire cast but why I particularly think about Matthew? Maybe, it is because we are the stars and the moon. We know each other's existence yet we rarely meet. Under some circumstances, we have finally met but when we have to let go, it would be like hell for me.

'Can't sleep?' I turn around only seeing Matthew. I nod.

'Me too.' Matthew lies beside me on another bench, with a stack of paper clutching in his hands.

'Why?' I ask.

'Thoughts. You?'

'Insomnia.' I answer.

'You have insomnia?' I nod in reply. 'Yeah, because of family matters and chronic stress.' I say pathetically.

'You want to talk about it?'

'Not really.' I smile bitterly.

'Okay.' we both just lay there looking at the stars. With the crickets' sound filling the silence, the stars twinkle upon us.

'You know, someone once told me, all of the atoms of our body were once a part of a star. I know that is scientifically not true but what if it was ?' Matthew breaks the silent.

'Then that would mean that death isn't a form of leaving, but a form of going back home.' I smile. 'Hey, what if we used to be the same star? Maybe an atom of us used to be the same star!' I suggest.

Matthew thinks for awhile. 'Then that makes us lovers, destined to be together' Matthew smiles. I blush, how much I wish for that. I am much of a scientific person but this is the first time I wish for that to happen. Destined lovers, like Romeo and Juliet, like Hazel and Augustus...Like Matthew and I, wait that's not reality, Alexandra! I mentally scold myself

Slowly, I let the darkness swallow me and I start to fall asleep on the hammock...

***

'Alexandra! Alexandra!' someone shakes me. I rub my eyes and yawn. I look around, I am in a bed, shouldn't I be in a Hammock? Please don't tell me that the Hammock scene was only my dream...

'Alexandra, it's almost eight, we have to get to work.' Matthew says.

'Oh really?' my voice sound awful, as I am not fully awake. 'Sorry if my voice sounds raspy or something.' I explain.

'No worries, it actually sounds great, unique, and um... a bit...' he chuckles.

'A bit?' I ask.