Close your eyes, lay down and try to clear your head, do nothing but listen to what I'll tell you, exhale and inhale a couple times. I will start counting, once I reach five you'll completely sleep, magnetically.
One, you're eyes are completely shut, you see nothing but blank.
two, you feel a little bit dizzy.
three, you are starting to feel lighter.
four, you feel like you're feet is rising from the ground, bit by a bit.
Five, you're flying.
Imagine yourself meeting up with One Direction, the very one band you always kept fangirling about.
Imagine yourself having a relationship with the member you always admired.
Imagine yourself as Spencer Williams.
Now enjoy your flight as a Fan who will get a member of One Direction fall deeply in love with her.
This flight, my dear readers, is called
AN OBSESSED FAN.
I was, metaphorically, a diver. I dove into you knowing I'd drown. I dove into you knowing I was going to struggle breathing. I dove into you knowing I'd fail in reaching the surface. I dove into you knowing I was going to die.
You were everything I didn't wish for. Yet, my heart and soul yearned for every breathing moment to be with you. I knew from the start you'd destroy me. You'd wreck me to the point of knowing I'd be left with nothing but debris of our love.
But you never expected me to wreck you. You clung onto me with every hope you have. Was I the one in danger? Or was it you all along, blinded by the innocence my pure heart gave you?