My Meant 2 Be: Celebrity Crush

CC: 1

The crowd was singing together with the beat as I was lending them the microphone.

My curly brown hair bounced with the beat.

You never want to know the truth,
Don't you?
I'm honestly confused by the truth,
Aren't you?

The only thing we know is that,
Truth hurts.
And it truly aches inside as I know,
Truth hurts.

But what if it lies togther,
It hurts!
Together they're singing with their voices,
Strong and wild!

We never know what comes to the edge upon we wait.
Truly love is painful when we get so free.
Honestly, I never try to make you see.
That the truth weren't for us to know.

Making me feel like I'm nothing but a joke.
That's the truth that you try to hide from me.

I paused, hearing the echoes and the cheering of the Rouiechers.

"Good evening, fellas!" I breathed in, trying to catch my breath. "Let me breath for a moment." I declared, making them laugh in the progress. I laugh, altogether with them. "That was intense now, was it?" A loud yes' were heard in the gym.

My manager, Feya Jones, handed me a letter full of comments from my fans.

"At this moment, you see these, right?" They nod. "I'll only pick three to read."

I picked a letter.

"Coming from @Rouiecher2.1." I heard someone yell, 'I love you!'

"I love you, too. Let's continue.

Rouie Cheive, call me crazy but I love that name. I'm the biggest fan that has ever lived! Starting from your album; Truth to Haters, I've been to both your concerts! I wasn't able to go to the rest of your concert since I'm still studying. But I have a dream. An autograph will be fine. But I really dream to see you in person. I'm still 13, by the way. I love you!