A Fan's Dream

One

Ariel's POV

Hi, I'm Ariel Roberts, I'm seventeen years old, my birthday is December 19th, 1999, yes my birthday is the day before Peter Criss's birthday, I'm originally from Stockholm, Sweden, but I'm on holiday in Brooklyn.

My Mum has a holiday home here in Brooklyn, it's three stories high, there's a pool in the backyard, and a Jacuzzi tub, we have 2 Livingrooms, a kitchen, a dinning room, a game Room, I have a music room, a recording studio, an art studio, there are 5 bathrooms, 9 bedrooms and I have 3 rooms dedicated to the hottest rock band in the world.

I'm a massive Kiss fan, as I said previously, I have 3 rooms dedicated to the hottest rock band in the world, I was going on about Kiss, they are the greatest rock band in the world, they've had 30 Gold records, 14 platinum albums and three multi-platinum, I have met Ace Frehley, Bruce Kulick and Vinnie Vincent, all former lead guitarists of Kiss, and if you ask either of them, they'll probably say that I'm the calmest fan they've met.

I was in the front garden of my Mum's holiday home, my birthday was yesterday, Peter Criss celebrates his birthday today, I've just finished making his birthday present, incase I happen to see him, I looked up to see Gigi Criss walking out on Peter Criss, my protectiveness over him kicked in, I grabbed the thing I'd finished making and ran after Gigi.

"Gigi, don't leave him, can't you see how much he loves you" I said grabbing her by the wrist, she turned around, "i wish I didn't have to leave Peter, but I just don't love him the way I used to" Gigi said, "can't you work it out with him?" I asked, Gigi shook her head sadly.

"You seem to be quite protective of him, look after him for me, when I see him again I hope we can be friends again" Gigi said as she walked off, I sighed and turned around, I ran back to Peter's, he was sat on the the step under his porch, crying his eyes out.

"I'm sorry Peter, I tried to stop her but she was set on her decision" I said as I walked into his garden, I sat next to him as he looked at me, his dark brown Italian eyes that were always full of happiness were now clouded with sadness and loneliness, I wrapped my arm around Peter's shoulders, "what did I do to make her leave?" Peter asked himself through his tears, "Peter, non hai fatto nulla di male, questo accade con tutti i matrimoni​ " I whispered softly in Italian (Translation-Italian to English: Peter, you did not do anything wrong, This happens with all marriages).

Peter wrapped his arms around me as he managed to calm himself down, "anyway, I know that it's a certain drummer's birthday, I hope this makes you happy" I said as I handed Peter the birthday present I'd made for him, I sat quietly as he looked at it, it was a book that I started making two months ago, after I had met Ace and Bruce, they were both keen to contribute to it so we kept in touch with each other.

"You made this for me?" Peter asked, I nodded, "yes, I had help from two former lead guitarists of Kiss, both of them played with you during the mid 90s when you did Kiss Unplugged" I said, "it's definitely made my day, thank you Ariel" Peter said, he hugged me again, I smiled and returned the hug.

Peter's POV

I enjoyed spending time with Ariel, she tried to prevent Gigi from leaving me and she made a present for me, with the help of Ace and Bruce, it brightened up my day, I saw Ariel's shirt, it had the album cover of my 1978 solo album on the front and track list on the back of her shirt, I smiled, "you're a fan of mine" I whispered in her ear, "i am a fan Peter but I'm calm and collected when it comes to meeting my idols" Ariel said.

Ariel's POV

It was getting a bit late, I started to get up but Peter wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him, he whimpered as he buried his face into my neck, I realised that he thought I'd leave him like Gigi did, "don't leave please" Peter said, "Peter, I live right opposite you, I'll never leave you" I said as I gently moved from his embrace, Peter whimpered slightly but nodded, I gave him a spare key to mine, incase he felt lonely.