The Monster Under my Bed

nye

Monday, March 14, 20XX
8:24 am

I wake up to the sound of a guitar being played, and sit up.

"Damien," I groan, yawning. "What are you-"

I look around my room. Floating in the air must be hundreds of little specs of light. They look like stars; like tiny suns that are too far away but are still visible.

I get out of bed and walk out of my room, only to find that the rest of the apartment is also full of little stars.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

I whirl around to find Damien sitting on the couch, playing his guitar as if he was born doing it.

"Damien, I-" Looking around the apartment, I smile. "Did you do this? For me?"

He gives me a half smile and starts to sing.

"I might never be your hero, but i think I'd like to try..."

Sitting down beside him, I join in. "And the way you look at me is your reply."

"You've got a lot to learn about me, maybe you could start tonight."

"But I-I think I could be someone you like."

"Someone you like."