Same week, Tuesday evening.
We were watching some TV before we went to sleep. I didn't want to watch the stupid movie what my parents were watching. I was thinking what I could do. I had an idea! I ran upstairs, opened the tray of my closet were all my old toys where in. I was looking for my NDS and the old The Sims game I played when I was little. I kept looking and looking till I saw it and took it.
But under my NDS, at the bottom of the tray.
I saw a picture.
I took it.
I looked at it for like hours.
And then I realised it was him.
Nobody ever told me. That's why Martin remembered me of someone! It was an old picture of me and the young Martin!
A picture of me and Martin.
Me and Martin.
I HAD A DAMN PIC WITH MARTIN.
I couldn't breathe, all memories came back, at that moment I remembered everything again. This was the guy who helped me! I was his first fan!
I ran downstairs and screamed: " I FOUND THE PIC BACK! "
My mum and dad were looking at me with Oo-eyes.
" LOOK AT IT, IT'S ME AND MARTIN, MARTIN GARRIX!!! "
My mum answered pretty calm: " Yes, I know, nice you found it back ".
" YOU KNEW? "
" Yes of course, you didn't? "
" NO! TELL ME NEXT TIME! "
My dad came between us and said: " Please stop screaming and calm down "
" BUT... " I protested.
" Like he will still remember "
BAM.
That hurted.
My heart broke.
Why did he say? I could cry, but I didn't, I was stronger. How does he dares to say? How can he know? I felt bad, went upstairs and laid down in my bed. I stared at the ceiling and kept thinking about what he said. I could not believe.
But what if he is right?
What if he doesn't remember me?
What if he just forgot his first fan?
What if...?
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