Princess Die (Lady Gaga Fanfic)

I met my idol!

Gaga wrapped her arms around me as I sobbed into her shoulder. "Yes baby I'm here." She said. "I'm sorry for crying on you, your wet." I tried to tell her through my tears. "Its fine, don't worry." She dried my wet red face with another tissue. "I love you so much, your my world gaga. You've helped me through a lot." I struggled to say the right words. "Oh your a monster then are you?" She giggled. I laughed too. Suddenly we were both laughing together. I happily collapsed onto gaga and she stroked my hair. "We are going to have to get you home. Its 3am." She explained. "oh right." I said, feeling sad again because gaga was going to have to go. "Do you know where you live?" She asked. "Of course." I said. "Okay. I'm going to call Tara and ask her to take you home. Your not walking home like that." She insisted, getting her phone out her pocket. I didn't argue. In fact I couldn't wait to meet Tara. She seemed so cool.

Five minutes later, a black car came round the corner and gaga and me went to greet Tara. "Hi Tara. This is Abby." She introduced us. "You have been in the wars haven't you? Nice to meet you honey." She smiled, opening the door for me. I was expecting gaga to sit in the front with Tara but she sat with me instead. "Okay. Show us where to go."

I gave them the directions to my house and when we got there I found myself not wanting to go in. I wanted gaga to whisk me off to a magical sugar castle on a rainbow unicorn. But this was reality and it was time to say goodbye.

Gaga came to the door with me and knocked. My mom opened the door and almost had a fit. "Here you are! oh my god your such a mess, what happened?" Then I felt it building up again. I burst out crying and my mom and gaga both comforted me. "Wait, who are you?" She literally snapped at gaga. Gaga looked a little uncomfortable. "Its Lady Gaga." I told her. "Yeah whatever, you and your stupid stories, grow up Abby, this is important! Now who is she?" She asked. "Really, I am gaga. Or you could call me Stefani if you like." She said. Mom looked at her. "Come inside." She accepted her. "Thank you." Murmured gaga, giving her the dead eye. "Okay Abby, tell me about it." Said Mom, sitting me n on the sofa. "Excuse me but I don't think she's really up to it right now, she needs to sleep and calm down before you get heavy with her." Suggested Gaga. "This is my daughter and you don't know what its like too have kids do you? So I do not need your input." She grunted. "Well it seems like you don't really care about this girl. You should care more about her health. I mean just look at the poor kid, give her a break already. Come on Abby let's go." Shouted gaga, grabbing my arm and dragging me out of the room. "Let go of her!" Screeched my mom. "When have you ever cared about me anyway, what's the point?" I cried. "Gaga I want to go with you." I started to bawl, yet again. "Now see what you've done you slag!" Scowled Gaga, then we walked right out of the house.