What Dreams are Made of|| MAGICANIMALCLUB

Crash

Stampys POV

I lay on my bed, it was quarter to mid-night. Beth was in the room beside me, David and Nicole were in the room opposite me.
For once I felt content.
I forgot the dream I had dreamt when I fell asleep during the evening.
It was a good dream, I just couldn't remember it.
Anyway. I heard a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
"H, hi Joe. I just wanted to say goodnight."
I moved over on the bed and patted it, signalling her to hop in.
She rested her head on my shoulder and we looked out the window, we saw the stars, the planets, the galaxies. We were one among trillions of other places. We were one.
"Beth?" I began,
"Huh?"
"Would you like to move in with me?"
She sat up and stared at me,
"I would love too!" She cuddled up under my arm, and put her arm across my waist. I felt relaxed, I felt happy.

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Squids POV

"Psst, Nicole." I looked at the time to see it was 9am, we needed to leave by 11, and it took Nicole like a whole day to get ready.
"Yeh, oh jeez I better get dressed." I threw on a short sleeved checkered shirt and some jeans, and Nicole... Well... Searched her suitcase for some clothes.

I went out to the kitchen to make some breakfast for everyone, when I saw Joes bedroom door half open, I glanced in to see both Joe and Beth sound asleep together, oh I was so so tempted to put it up on Twitter! So tempted!
"Nicky." I whispered,
"Yeh?"
"Beth and Joe, sound asleep together!"
"Oh my god! They are so cute!"

Stampys POV

I woke up with Beth beside me, wow.. We fell asleep, and the door is open. I hope the others didn't see. They probably did, but who cares, I really like her, I do.
I got changed in the bathroom, just into some casual jeans and a t-shirt, Beth woke up and immediately ran off to her own room, where she put on a tank top, jeans and a long cardigan.
"So did you have a nice sleep, you two!" I went slightly red,
"Yes, actually, the stars were nice." Beth said, trying to get off the topic,
"Oh I've got a little announcement to make" Beth began,
"I'm raising money for Alopecia and I'm cutting off my hair and giving it to Little Princess Cancer Research."
"Oh my god really!?"
"I don't need my hair, other people would die to have hair, so let them have it, it's no use to me!"
"Oh Bethy your so nice!" Nicole gave her a hug, David reached two £20 notes out of his pocket,
"I'm sorry I haven't got more cash on me, take it." Davids brother Tom has Alopecia, so I saw why he gave her the forty pounds. I sat quietly, I will give her one million pounds, all my earnings from YouTube, everything! I'd be happy to.
David and Nicole had to leave, but Beth didn't, she said she'd go home to sort stuff out with her parents. I decided I wanted another house.
I found a three story house in Brighton, that's where all the you tubers are. It was quite big, big enough for two offices, one big kitchen, four bedrooms, and a big Living room and hall, it sat on a cliff edge by the sea. I decided to buy it, Beth didn't have to pay rent, I would pay it. Beth didn't have to do anything.
"Joe!" I heard Beth call me,
"Yaha?" That's the way I respond to someone I love,
"There's a ship name for us!"
"Oh what now?!" I rolled my eyes,
"Sqampy? That sounds eeeyuck! Like wellies stomping in stinky mud." I replied, blushing,
"It does, doesn't it what about Staishey instead?" Beth giggled,
"Sounds like Stacy!" I laughed, "but I think I prefer Staishey to Sqampy"
"Oh yeh, anyway, wanna do something today?" Beth asked,
"Anything in particular on your mind?" I asked,
"Not really?"
"I just bought a house, wanna go look at it?"
"Wait- what?!" Her mouth dropped as she starred at me,
"It'll take about an hour to get there, you don't have to if you don't want to, I just thought that if you were allowed to move in we may as well live somewhere more decent." I said,
"Oh my god I feel so bad, I didn't think you wo-"
"Beth, I needed to move house anyway! Look at this place!" She looked around and raised an eyebrow,
"I owe you lovey." She kissed me on the cheek then walked into her room where she started to put on some makeup.
I just looked at her, her precision and care.
She was so beautiful.
What would I give for someone like her, but no, I didn't have to give anything but a dream and a bit of cash.
I struck back to that dream... She was lying almost dead..
"Meet me in bed."
What did she mean? Why did I care? I wasn't dreaming anymore. This was reality. This was me, this was my life.. This was life.