Chapter One

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Chapter 1 – How it all started.

“Danielle. I want you to promise me one thing.” Christian held my hands tighter. “Never leave me.” I rolled off my bed. “AHH SHIT.” I screamed. “It was just a dream. Holy crap.  I was going to start crying in my sleep.” I rolled over to find my laptop. Where is it? I went down stairs. There my parents where, giving me “the look.” “Great” I mumbled, “what did I do now?”

“Danielle, you know what you did.” I stared at them. What the hell did I do? Seriously, I was about to scream at them.

“No. I don’t. What?”

“You need to stop waking up at 3pm.”

“Well I’m sorry I can’t get to sleep until 6am.” I took my laptop back and went into my room. I didn’t want to deal with anyone. It was one of those days. I didn’t want to talk to anyone; I just wanted to hide in my room. I signed into everything. A new message on Tumblr. My face lit up. It was Christian. I did some sort of dance in my seat. 

“HEY. I LOVE YOU. WE SHOULD SO TOTALLY MEET.” I couldn’t control my emotions. I responded back, “YES CHRISTIAN WE COULD BECOME BEST FRIENDS.” Then I checked Twitter. I got a message. Weird. I never get messages. It was Christian, yet again. I couldn’t help but to dance in my seat again.

“Hey Danielle, we should become best friends. n _ n”

“Hey Christian, we so totally should.” I was crying. I couldn’t control my emotions. I waited. And wait for him to reply. But I remembered; he’s probably busy.

“Hey Danielle, you should come to Playlist live this year, I would LOVE TO MEET YOU.”

“Hey, Christian, why do we keep starting like that? But I’d LOVE TO but my parents wouldn’t let me.”

“Oh pshh, you’re coming whether you like it or not. I’m meeting you.”

“Very demanding Christian.”

            “I want to meet you silly goof. n _ n”

            “I don’t see how I would go though.”

            “The week before Playlist I’m picking you up.” I squealed. I couldn’t control my emotions. They were just exploding.

            “asdfghjkl; Christian you don’t have to.”

            “I’m going to.”

            “I love you like oh my gosh.”

            “I love you too.” I was dying.

            An hour or so passed, and Christian stopped responding, so I started packing my bags. Playlist Live was in three weeks. Two weeks until Christian picked me up. But what if he was just saying that? What if he was lying? I couldn’t. I broke down sobbing. It was too good to be true. 

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