If only I could hear your voice (Darren Criss Love Story)

Chapter TwentyOne

Darren

Imogen

Joey

Mia

March 25th 2012

Sunday 9:12 am

I have had to redo my make up three times now because I’m sweating more than a vicar in a whore house!!

(9:15)

Geez… How about you leave the make-up off instead then? :)

(9:17)

Cause I will look ugly?

(9:19)

If I was with you right now I would slap your pretty little face

(9:21)

oh how nice…

(9:23)

You’re BEAUTIFUL!

(9:25)

Thanks, but I’m still a little scared, what if he doesn’t come, again?!

(9:27)

Oh he will, I made sure of that.

(9:30)

Mia…

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(11:37)

Incoming Call

“Hello?”

“I’m just calling to assure that I am on my way.”

“Thanks.”

“Are you okay?”

“A little nervous…”

“Really?”

“Extremely.”

“Me too.”

“Why does this seem too scary.”

“I don’t know.”

“Do you really want to meet me?”

“More than anything.”

“Promise?”

“I promise Imogen. I’ve wanted to see you for so long.”

“You too Darren.”

“Then we should stop being so scared, right?”

“You’re right.”

“And I need you to trust me, and not get angry at me…”

“Why would I be angry?”

“We’ll see, erm, where are you now?”

“Waiting by the oak tree like you said, I’m a little early though.”

“That’s fine, that’s good, erm, at twelve o’clock, and you’ll see a crowd by a little stage.”

“Yeah, I can see them now, I wonder what’s happening.”

“Just a small time performer, they come to the park all the time, no biggie.”