*Kristen's POV*
I was just a child with too many thoughts, nothing to lose and an un-healthy obsession with a glamorous Youtube starlet.
It was day like any other, I don't know how many years ago when I collected my wits and decided it was time to meet her in person.
Put my leather jacket on and went out into the brisk morning air. Took the Tube from Victoria to Piccadilly, where the Meet&Greet would happen.
Arrived there at 7:40 am.
The lil' book shop was deserted except for the manager and an elegant woman who stood with her back to me next to a table pilled high with autograph sheets.
She turned and my heart gave a jault.
5'5 tall, moderately curvy and with big breasts and lean legs, reddish auburn hair, icy-blue eyes, alabaster skin and thin, red lips arched in a bright, playful smile.
"Hello there."she said, her warm, soft voice swimming over me like a gentle wave.
"Are you here for the Meet&Greet?"
"Y. ..yes."I mumbled in a daze.
"Well then, what's your name,Early Bird? "
"Kristen."
We shook hands.
Hers was warm, sending shivers through my cold skin."How you doing?"she asked.
"Fine."
I was stunned, not knowing what to say.
"Could we...like...take a pic or something? "
"Yeah sure."
I got my phone out and clicked on the camera icon.
She grabbed my waist and smiled at the camera. I tried my best to look good, so as not to ruin the picture.
She smelled of all the good things in the world: spices, vanilla and oud.
The un-mistakeable scent of Tom Ford's Black Orchid.
It so happened that I was wearing the exact same perfume that day.
"You have good taste"she said, grinning.
"Jee...thanks. I wonder who inspired it."
She beamed wider and looked into my eyes.
"You're so different though. But I guess we have a few common traits all the same. Have you been watching my videos for long? "
"Since the very beggining."
"Do you like books? "
"Yeah. Mistery-Poirot, Partners in Crime, Sherlock-, Fantasy-Harry Potter is one of my all-time favourites-"
"You're a smart one."
"Yeah I am."
"And very modest too, I see."she chuckled.
I blushed.
She looked great. And she was dressed like a 50's movie star: a red velvet jacket and a black corset, paired with a dark green pencil skirt and her gold and white Miu-Miu heels.
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Liquorice
FanfictionThere's faith. Then there's slumber. Endless,shocking slumber of the mind and of the soul. Help me not fall into it,will you?