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"OH MY GOD COURTNEY HE POINTED AT YOU" I hear from all around me

Who smiles and points at me? Sam Pottorff.

I've only loved him since the beginning of SuperKian13.

My friends and I smiled and I felt myself blushing with tears streaming down my face.

Sam ran and threw his bandana towards us, luckily my best friend Skylar caught it. She knew how much I loved sam so she gave it to me.

"Are you sure?!" I asked over the loud music and the screaming fans.

"I'm a Kian girl anyway, you would do the same for me!"Skylar replied then turned her attention back to the stage where Jc was currently trying to get Trevor to guess why he was late.

Throughout the show Sam kept looking in my direction. Probably because I have his phone case. I'm most likely just another fan to him.

On the last song Skylar threw the bottle with our letters to Kian and Sam on stage and Kian caught it.

"Thank you!" He yells and winks at Skylar and myself.

We scream, I cry.

This possibly can't get any better. This has been the day I have been waiting for forever...To see the boys who changed my life forever. It's feels so unreal.

The boys do their last thank you's and goodbyes and we leave...I honestly just hope Sam reads my letter, it would mean everything. My twitter is on it and I honestly don't care if he follows me at this point I ju-

My thoughts in my mind were cut off when I heard someone yelling for me.

"Excuse me! Hello?!"

A distant voice called. That voice sounds so familiar, I told Skylar to come with me as we ran back inside to the stage to the voice.

"Hello? Was someone calling me?!" I yell.

"I was" says a person who came out behind the curtain on stage, also known as Sam Pottorff.

He grabbed my hips and pulled me to him. He looked into my eyes as we leaded in, then I woke up.

Once I was recovered and realized it was just a dream, I couldn't get back to to sleep. most of my dream was real except the ending when he was calling for me.

I hear my parents "discussing" again. Discussing is basically quietly fighting. They're most likely trying to figure out what to do with my sister who isn't having the best time right now.

My mum wants to send my 11 year old sister Maeve to visit my cousins in South Carolina this summer to get her out I her depression, but my father thinks it'll be a better idea if she stays situated with us here.

I pull out my laptop to watch youtube videos to get my mind off of the topic. But when I reach out for my laptop my phone buzzed. I turn my attention away from my laptop and focus on my white iPhone 4S. It was only twitter. I checked to see who tweeted because it's probably just ricky but you never know. It was a follow and a DM.

"Hey beautiful, I remember you from tour. How are you?xx sam"

That was sent from the one and only Sam Pottorff

And this time I knew it wasn't a dream.

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