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Preference #46: You Daydreamer

We sat in the studio whilst the others had gone to get some lunch, I offered to stay to keep him company whilst he had to record a few more guitar pieces, plus we haven't had any time alone in a while. He sat in the booth with his guitar by his torso and a pick in his hand, strumming away for a few minutes at a time before pausing and readjusting his straps or re playing the piece.

My mind began to wonder whilst the music played, soothing tunes as opposed to loud vocals or Ashton's drumming. I began to think about life on a stage, having seen the band perform various live shows, seeing the adrenaline that pumps through them as they play their hearts out, how excitement flows through the crowds and you can see how happy it makes them. 

What would it be like to have thousands or even millions of people know you by name or by face? To have people know all those personal details about you or the ones that the media make up instead. Have fans of yours want to get to know you, imagine themselves with you or get angry when you do something wrong. That when you make one small mistake or change it isn't only your thought that matters, you have to face the harassment or bombardment of everyone else who don't even know you. But then there are those moments where you could be thankful, when you see all of those appreciative tweets, getting sent letters about how you inspired them to pursue their dream or continue living. Prove to them that life can be worth living afterall. 

If I were famous that'd be the sort I'd want to be, an inspirer, someone to be able to achieve. For people to think, 'yeah, I can do that' and have a good attitude about them. As opposed to being self absorbed or vain and only in it for the money at the end of the day. 

As I remained in deep thought I glanced over to Luke as stood there, strumming away at his guitar producing the most beautiful sounds, seeing the pure look of concentration through his lowered brow. If I were famous I would want to be like Luke and the others, humble. I found myself lost in thought and didn't even notice Luke had finished playing as the tune still circled my mind as he came and sat down next to me, waving his hand across my face snapping me out of it. 

"Phew, thought I'd gone and lost you there." He joked as he raised his arm so I could lean against his chest. I let out a soft chuckle as I shook the thought from my mind. "Looks like something intense was going on in there. Care to share?" He asked causing me to fidget slightly.

Part of me felt dumb for day dreaming about that lifestyle, since part of me is involved in it. Yet the majority of me knew Luke wasn't one to judge, he knows who I am and that my mind can often go to strange places, it intrigues him and we have no secrets. "Well, I thought about living the famous lifestyle." I spoke up and he readjusted himself so I was sat opposite him instead of leaning on him. 

Luke liked listening to my stories and thoughts. Whenever I had a very deep thought he would sit up straight and be ready to listen, he liked seeing my hand gestures and I enjoyed seeing the interest he held in those blue orbs. "Go on, tell me about it." He smiled.

"Well I just imagined myself as a celebrity like you, one who wants to do good. One who is kind, generous and incredibly humble who still has his roots in him. One who hasn't abandoned everything they once had to be where they are now. One who loves each and everyone of their fans to their hearts content." I finished with a small sigh of contentment, and as I looked up to face Luke I could see the joy held in his eyes. 

"Come here you," He held his arms open and I fell into them, he kissed my forehead as we sat there peacefully. "you daydreamer." He chuckled, "My daydreamer."