Dreaming (Payton Moormeier X reader)

Ch.7

You had gotten up from your bedroom, tired as ever. But you sincerely felt as light as a feather. You went to the kitchen and sat on a chair around the table and looked at the tv. The hanging TV at that. You went on your phone and scrolled through Instagram, while looking up at the TV every once in a while. The TV turned static, you turned pale, and your cheeks got hot. You sighed and started tearing up at the sight on your phone. You had never seen anything so morse, horridly; terrible in your life. You sat their as a tear by tear dropped on your phone, the tears quite conclusiongly spread across your phone and dripped down to the bottom of the phone. You had saw a picture of Payton, and a girl named Avani. You thought to yourself while wiping under your eyes. (Indecation that you were crying) Avani Gregg.... You just knew you had met her at the meet and greet. But were you actually a fan or were you the people who weren't visiting but we're on tour. You gulped softly and looked at your profile that read '237' followers. No frickin way!!! You knew you had like 100k or higher. You refreshed your page to see if the followers went up rapidly or not. You closed your eyes again shortly then opened them and then went back upstairs and put some socks on then some shoes and you headed outside; not caring what you look like. You then walked across the street to where you thought Payton lived, where y'all hanged out, and where y'all just talked. You stood off of the porch to look at the very top of the house where you thought Payton's room was. You then smiled as you remembered. You looked around on the gravel to see if their were any small pebbles. Their were but the rocks would never make it all the way to the window. So you just picked up a good size, hand sized rock and chucked it at the window. It was like in slow motion you felt as if you were crazy. The rock hit the window with a crack only leaving the window in response of shattering slowly. It cracked off a piece of glass one by one then it all fell on the house or on the dirt. You covered your mouth in shock and didn't think Payton would mind so you smiled and looked up again at the window only to see a teenager probably older than you, with blonde hair, flattening her hair. When the rock hit and the girl looked up at you, you went to the door real fast and knocked hard thinking Payton would still open up. You furrowed your eyebrows and turned your head as it wasn't Joanne Moormiere, Faith, or her husband. None of them were it. "Who the he*l are you?" A tall feminine man said.😂 You were in shock as the girl who's window you busted came down running complaining to her dad. "DADDY THIS GIRL DONE BUSTED MY WINDER!!!" She said in a country tone, you shook your head like the daughter was lying. Almost believing that what looked like the dad would believe you. The dad got furious and pushed you on out the door. You looked confused. "Are you confused youngin?! Didn't you hear me I said scram!" He said while slamming the door and turning around heels propped up all deedingly. You were so I'm total s*it. You didn't know what he had said that for but all you knew was that you were looking for Payton. You shook your head as you turned around and you walked back home and sat in your garage rethinking everything that had happened.

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