The Heart Wants What it Wants (Cameron Dallas) COMPLETED

Chapter 3- Waiting For Superman

The picture that I linked to this chapter is what Emma looks like. (She's my real cat) lol
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BRITTANY'S POV

When I woke up, it was 11:30 pm. I've slept through the whole day! So has Emma I presume. I didn't know how I could be that tired when it was only lunch time originally.

I changed into some warmer clothes and grabbed my guitar in its case and threw it over my shoulder. I then grabbed Emma in my arms and opened my door. I looked around and the hallway was dim but still had a light on for doctors and janitors who had taken the graveyard shift. There were only a few nurses but were going in and out of rooms so they wouldn't notice me or that I was gone. Even Natalie had left.

I look both ways to make sure I see no doctors or any nurses, then dart for the stairwell diagonal from my door. I set Emma down so she can climb the stairs herself and we climb together. 12 levels of climbing till we were at our destination: The rooftop door. I open it and Emma darts to the little mouse toy we left up there one day and tumbles around on the ground with it causing me to giggle.

I set my guitar case on the ground, unlock, and then open it. It revealed a blue blanket I always bring up here, my turquoise guitar and my notepad. In the front zipper pocket, I got out my pencil and neon pink guitar chip signed by favorite singer, Taylor Swift (At the time). She is who got me started in writing songs and eventually finding out I could sing. Yeah, many people may hate her for some reason, but her songs are perfect and so heartfelt. She's a really sweet girl actually but some people are too much of idiots to realize that.

I sat on my blanket, once I spread it out, and got my guitar into position onto my lap and my notepad onto the ground on the right side of my body. Emma soon sits in front of me just staring at me. It was so cute that I laughed.

"What do you want?"

She acknowledged my sentence by purring. (A.N.: my cat legit does this. It's the cutest thing ever.)

I begin to strum and play the song that I wrote last time I was up here.

(A.N.: This is Waiting For Superman by Daughtry and I linked it to this chapter so listen to it.)

"She's watching the taxi driver, he pulls away,
She's been locked up inside her apartment a hundred days,
She says, 'Yeah, he's still coming, just a little bit late.
He got stuck at the laundromat washing his cape.'
She's just, watching the clouds roll by and they spell her name,
Like Lois Lane
And she smiles, oh the way she smiles,
She's talking to angels,
Counting the stars,
Making a wish on a passing car,
She's dancing with strangers,
Falling apart,
Waiting for Superman to pick her up

In his arms, yeah, in his arms, yeah (x2)
Waiting for Superman

She's sat on the corner trying to catch a glimpse,
Nothing's making sense
She's been chasing an answer, a sign lost in the abyss,
This Metropolis
She says, 'Yeah, he's still coming, just a little bit late,
He got stuck at the Five and Dime saving the day.'
She says, 'If life was a movie, then it wouldn't end like this,
Left without a kiss.'
Still, she smiles, oh, the way she smiles, yeah
She's talking to angels,
Counting the stars,
Making a wish on a passing car.
She's dancing with strangers,
She's falling apart,
Waiting for Superman to pick her up,
In his arms, yeah, in his arms, yeah (x2)

She's waiting for Superman...

...to lift her up and take her anywhere
Show her love and flying through the air
Save her now before it's too late tonight
Oh, at the speed of light....

And she smiles

She's talking to angels,
Counting the stars,
Making a wish on a passing car,
She's dancing with strangers,
She's falling apart
Waiting for Superman to pick her up.
In his arms, yeah, in his arms, yeah

She's waiting for Superman...
...to lift her up and take her anywhere

Show her love, oh, and flying through the air
Save her now before it's too late tonight
She's waiting for Superman"

I finished on the note and looked at Emma who was now asleep... Again.

. . .

About 2 hours went by and I completely finished another new song. I titled it, 'Write Your Name' I just need to figure out the melody. I was too awake and full of lyrics in my head to go to sleep considering that it was now 1 in the morning. I packed up the blanket, my guitar case, and everything and started walking back to the stairwell door. Emma noticed that I stood up and followed me. She takes off down the stairs way ahead of me. I try catching up but stumble once down a step causing a mini heart attack. I take my time and am out of breath once I reach the bottom and see Emma waiting by the door for me to open it. I pick her up instead and we go diagonal back into my room. I shut the door and set her down. Once I put my guitar away and decide to change into some pajama's just to get comfy, I sit on my couch and pull out my phone. A new tweet notification from Cameron. I open the tweet and all it said was,

I feel like I'm missing something in my life.

I immediately reply just to try another shot at getting a tweet from him.

@camerondallas ....me.

I press tweet and smile at the daily day dream I have of being with him but I know that would never, ever happen. It's 1 in a million. Well really, 1 in 5.6 million if we're talking realistically in the terms of how many followers he has.

I exit out of Twitter and decide to post another vine edit of Cameron. I have one of those edit accounts on vine for the guys. I currently have 2,408 followers and counting. It may be considered small to some of those bigger edit accounts but I'm pretty proud of it.

Yeah I like the other boys too, such as my second favorite Jack Gilinsky, but not as nearly as much Cam. Matt is also a top pick for me. He's just hot, inspirational, and funny occasionally. He'd make a good best friend, nothing more. But that doesn't matter, none of them would ever notice me. I don't blame them either. I'm what I call a fat, ugly, weirdo, who doesn't even deserve to live.

"I'm just a waste of space in the world.."