Martin Garrix Imagines

Nightmares

*3AM, Amsterdam*
The streets are empty, nobody can be seen. This place seems so familiar, yet still unknown. A cold breeze instantly gives me goose bumps all over my body. While walking the huge street down I end up in a small side alley. A dull light brigthens the middle of the dark street, two people positioned there.
As my feet get closer to the people I realize that one of them is Martijn.
What is he doing there?
Before I manage to call him by his name I view the other in black coated person pulling a gun out of his pocket, aiming it directly at Martijn. Helplessly I try to scream his name, but my weak voice drowns in silence. The more I try to run towards him the longer the way to him is. In a moment a loud shot breaks the silence, now my scream sounds in the whole street. Dark fume vanishes my vision as I see Martijn laying lifeless on the pavement.

Sweat pearls run down your face, mixed with the tears that gradually formed in your eyes. It's already the third time you've had this nightmare, with every further time the dream feels even realer. Taking deep breaths you try to calm down, but it doesn't really work. The last two times Martin would've woken you up, this night you are alone at home, because Martin just left to the US. Not having your boyfriend by your side scares you even more now, it still feels like you are trapped in this terrible nightmare.

Martin's POV:
*Miami, 10PM*
"Hey Martijn, pass me a bottle of beer please.", Watse asks.
"Here you go.", I give him the cold bottle of Heineken and continue eating the best food on earth, pizza.
Today was a great day, we just finished all plans for Ultra, I am pretty sure that the show will be epic. One more reason to enjoy this beautiful warm night.

As I am about to take another slice of pizza I hear my phone vibrating. After grabbing the slice I glance at my phone to find my girlfriend calling me. Immediately I answer her facetime call. Her room is dark, only a lamp brightens it much enough so that I can see her beautiful face.
"Hey babe what's up?", I greet her and take a bite of the pizza.
"Martijn...it happpened again.", her voice is choked by tears. She must have had this nightmare again.
"Hey, it's okay. It was just a nightmare.", I try to hush her.
"But it felt so real. I am so scared.", she sobs wiping her tears with the palm of her hand away.
"Don't be scared. You see I am here, fully alive.", I smile in the camera.
"Hmm yeah...I see. Why is this dream always coming back?"
"I don't know, but people say, that the bad dreams will never happen in reality. You don't have to be scared, okay?"
"Y-yeah. Are you eating pizza?", she asks, now a smile is forming on her lips.
"Yes, you see everything's fine, I can't feel any better.", I joke holding the slice of pizza in front of the phone camera.
"You are silly. If you loved me as much as you love pizza.", she chuckles rolling her eyes sexily, making my heart skip a beat.
"You are better than pizza.", I tell giving her a smirk.
"I already miss you.", she smiles sadly.
"I'll be back soon, only three more days."
"Yeah. Are you already prepared for Ultra?"
"Sure, I wish you could be here now.", I tell her honestly, it feels weird without her.
"I also wish, but I'll be mentally with you."
"I know, make sure you watch my set. It will be dope."
"Okay, I am excited about it.", she smiles yawning.
"What's the time in Amsterdam?", I wonder raising a brow.
"3:43AM, great and I have to be awake at 7 in the morning.", she whines rubbing her forehead.
"You should sleep. We can talk tomorrow again."
"Okay, I love you."
"I love you too.", I smile and want to end the call, but a "wait" stops me.
"What is it?"
"Enjoy the pizza.", she tells giving me a cute grin.
"Thank you.", I laugh.
"Okay, good night.", she blows me a kiss.
"Good night and sleep tight."